06 dinners failed (literally)

[bbsatbyrobots]

[The phone clatters to the ground, bumped by a panicking Flora. In the background you can hear sizzling, boiling and other miscellaneous
cooking fail sounds. You see, she'd been trying to bake something, but halfway through the recipe, had ended up looking at a completely different one

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[serverofshota]

What?!

[bbsatbyrobots]

Th-the chair caught fire. I don't kn-know what to do....

[serverofshota]

Stay back!

Have Luke smother it!

[bbsatbyrobots]

H-he's not moving.

[tophatofawesome]

Flora!

Get everyone out of the house. Call the fire department!

[bbsatbyrobots]

I-It's not that bad! W-well it is but... I just...I don't know how to p-put it out.

[tophatofawesome]

[Soothingly:] Just call the fire department, dear. They'll take care of it.

I'm coming over there, alright? If it's not out by then, I'll put it out. But you should still get everyone out in case it spreads.

[bbsatbyrobots]

I don't know their number.

A-Alright, I-I'll see if I can get Luke to get out of the k-kitchen. He seems really upset...

[izlegal]

Flora what's going--

[and he stops as he comes to the entrance of the kitchen.

Fire....

He stops moving, and stares into it.]

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Flora doesn't notice him there, she's just trying to figure out how to put out the fire.

Water...? No, she remembers hearing something about water being bad when you're cooking...

So she's stares in horror at the chair, while freaking out and crying in panic.]

[izlegal]

[C...cry...

Wait, crying, what was? He still only saw fire]

G-get b-baking soda...... [he cant move.... orz]

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Flora hunts through the cupboards frantically, baking soda...baking soda...

Aha! She grabs the container quickly, dumping it onto the flames until there's nothing left.

She'd done it! She'd put out the fire!

Turning to Luke, she grins triumphantly. She'd really done it, she'd put out a fire. A fire of all things.

Her smile quickly dissolves to a frown when she see's Luke's expression, and she's quickly filled with worry.

What was wrong?]

Luke...? [She walks over to him quickly, looking at him with concern.]

[bluecapboy]

Flora! You and Mr. Luke need to get out of there!

[bbsatbyrobots]

I-it's just the chair. I...what am I supposed to d-do?

[bluecapboy]

But it'll spread soon! You and Mr. Luke need to get out of there!

...

I'll come over there to help!

[bbsatbyrobots]

B-but it's dangerous!

[brbpouncingyou]

...I'm calling the fire department right now.

[bbsatbyrobots]

N-no it's alright! I-I managed to put it out.

[brbpouncingyou]

...

You're kind of a dork, Flora.

[bbsatbyrobots]

A...d-dork?