o3

[discoinfernorz]

[remember that fire at 1446 Mitchell Road a while back? ...it's now a fire at 1446 Mitchell Road AND 1444 Mitchell Road, taking the place of a mysteriously absent dividing fence

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[from_thesea]

[Sealand is staring at the fire, looking slightly uneasy because he's pretty pyrophobic. The idea of getting near the fire really scares him, even though he really wants a marshmellow.]

W-What are you doing?

[discoinfernorz]

Roasting marshmallows. Would you like one?

[he's holding one out right now! look at how fluffy and sugary and tempting it is~ COME TO THE FIRE LITTLE BOY]

[from_thesea]

Yeah!

[He's looking at the marhsmellows and the fire, trying to decide if it's worth it. At the end he just reaches out his hand as far as he can.]

Can you bring me one?

[discoinfernorz]

[he looks between Sealand and the fire, and for a moment it seems he might burst into laughter.]

Do you dislike the fire?

[instead of laughing though (okay outside of a tiny snicker), he raises a hand and the flames are momentarily extinguished.]

[like_a_romanov]

[ And now they're joined by one (1) Angry Grand Duchess! ]

Excuse me, what on earth are you doing to my yard?!

[discoinfernorz]

[Angry Russian 2 is late to the party! but that's okay, we still have marshmallows - one of which is now being offered because Hao is a good host.]

Using it to roast marshmallows and an eyesore.

OTL sorry, it's late

[like_a_romanov]

I don't want a marshmallow! I want to know where you got the idea that you have a right to set my fence on fire!

o/ quite fine. 8D sorry we're slowly destroying your lawn

[discoinfernorz]

It's our fence too.

[he acts genuinely confused at her angry outburst, cocking his head to the side and offering a smile]

Doesn't the man who lives with you want it taken down anyway?

gah totally missed this

[see_time_pass]

*opens door*

*looks around*

*rolls eyes*

*goes back into the house and locks the door*

we're just ruining the backyard. as per usual apparently 8D

[discoinfernorz]

[turning to look back at the shut door and SHRUGGING because rugged camping men hippies live outside anyway!]