Flame #15 Pryolololololo

[notintehkitchen]

Someone lit one of the bathroom stalls on fire. I have promptly taken care of the matter and put the fire out. It looks like our jaintor is going to have something to fix.

...

It wasn't me, Sniper. Don't give me any weird looks.

[And she surely never taught anyone to act like this, nope! No! Of course not!]

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[bye_to_yer_head]

*You're getting THE LOOK. And you'll just have to deal with it missy.*

I wonder who taught th' little 'ooligans that.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs her shoulders.]

Probably one of the other little hooligans.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*You know who looks unconvinced? This guy.*

That's th' third one this week Pyro.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[But you always lineface, it's hard to tell what else you COULD be feeling!]

Don't worry. We will find who is responsible and punish them.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Just because you're unskilled in the fine art of the subtle differences in line face...*

I'm sure detention will jus' make them model citizens who've seen th' error of their ways.

*SARCASM MUCH?*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Detention never helped her as a kid.]

Oh, yes. I agree. Just give them nothing to do for hours on end, they'll never do it again. Such a terrible punishment.

[No, they'll just take a nap.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He grumbles something and slams his hat down over his eyes. Time to trudge off and fix whatever the fire damaged.

He's onto you Pyro.*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[She will attempt to follow you but will be less then stealthy in her teacher's uniform. Pyro had never worn high heels before--and to make it more awkward, she actually had been put into some sort of pencil skirt with a red blouse. The fact she could walk about five feet in that get-up was amazing enough.

The sound of heavy footsteps may be repeating continuously in your ears.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He is the master of ignoring you. Marvel at his amazing janitorial skills!

Which means he puts up caution tape and makes sure no one can use the blown up bathroom stall. Hell, he's not a plumber, he doesn't know how to fix that.*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Wow, you're really good at your job.

[Here comes the sarcasm back.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

So are you.

*Oh burn.

... Okay that doesn't work against Pyros, but you get the idea.*

SNIPER: HE LINE FACES AND KICKS SHIT OVER

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I don't have class this period. I have a good excuse. What is your excuse, Mr, Janitor? I thought doing bathroom business was your favorite thing in the world.

Those are his special powers.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Yeah. I just love 'angin' out in the women's toilet. My favorite place.

*He actually would have fixed it if he could. But burned up toilets are not his area of expertise.*

'sides, I have other things t' be doin'.

They are. He has to do something to compete with HADOUKENsis over here.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

"If that's what you're into, I'm not surprised."

God, Pyro can be so mean sometimes! She really is just teasing, but she never sounds like it at the worst possible insults. It must be a sort of talent she has received.

"Like pissing in a jar instead of a bathroom?"

He is so jealous of that you don't even. Why can't he shoot bullets from his fingers or something?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Just when you thought his line face couldn't get any more line face-er, it does.

"Maybe if you gave my office a bathroom I wouldn't 'ave t' do that."

And by office he means janitors closet.

Because that would be way too magical. XD Not that TF2 isn't amazingly ridiculous already.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

You don't need one, you're a big boy like the rest of us. It's very simple, just walk down to the men's room.

That would be way too awesome you mean.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Too busy workin'.

*Drinking coffee.*

If you've got so much time on yer hands you could 'elp me mop th' cafeteria.

SHE IS GIVING YOU A DISAPPROVING LOOK, MOTHER.

[floatonaflower.livejournal.com]

Mom.

/innocent~

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

What is it, Hana-chan?