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[huddahuddafire]

Murrphh hudda!

*Yep, it's another one of those Hudda-ing Pyros. This one happens to be distinctly BLUish tinged and is staring at the comm which is propped against a wall, a tile counter directly in front of her.*

Hurrma huff hur hphmurr?

*And with that she holds up her precious prize, a microwave, the cords hanging down the side with an

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video; | apologies, she's a bit snarky. :D;

[floatonaflower]

First, Hudda Hudda Mrpph to you, too.

Second, if you're anything like my ... [ sister figure? mother figure? ] ... family member, you probably come from the past. Allow me to introduce you to your new best friend, Mister Microwave! If you'd like, I could show you how to use him. He's very convenient.

[huddahuddafire]

That's fine. She's a bit of an idiot.

Hudda!

*You're speaking her language!*

Mrrphtr mirorwve?

*She looks at her new Mister Microwave, patting the top of it like it might be sentient. Then she looks at the screen and nods eagerly. She loves new friends!*

omg, she is so cute. xDD

[floatonaflower]

[ after spending so much time with her Pyro, she STILL can't understand that sort of language ... ]

Uhh, yeaaaah, so, anyway.

Did you want me to show you how to use it?

[huddahuddafire]

Yes please! I don't want to break it.

*Considering she already ripped it out of the wall....*

[meettheknife]

[There are no words for how horrified he is now. NO WORDS.

So he types back:

"The BLU base is roughly five kilometres East of where you are. You will have to walk back. You should start now. Farewell."]

[huddahuddafire]

*Oh look. Little words. Hmm..*

What's a kilometre? Is it a type of fish? I have to collect five fish for the base?

[meettheknife]

No. It is a distance. A long distance. Far away.

[huddahuddafire]

Will you carry me?

[missaccuracy]

[With a high raised eyebrow and an amused smirk, the BLU Sniper watches the video, then types a reply]

Y'might wanna try pressin' th'stop button, luv.
Can't be sure, but if it's anythin' like mine. Should work.

[huddahuddafire]

*She pushes the button labeled stop. Of course it's not beeping anymore because she ripped that fucker right out of the wall. But she seems satisfied.*

Thank you! So what does it do?

[missaccuracy]

Cooks y'food, warms up drinks, dries socks... S'called a microwave

[huddahuddafire]

Do my socks need drying?

[audio]

[hasstandards]

[That was a Pyro. That was definitely a BLU Pyro he saw. And what did that Pyro do to the microwave? That was the microwave, right? Is said Pyro going to do that to him? Or worse?

RED masks the discomfort in his voice as he replies back... or tries to, anyway.]

What did you do?

[huddahuddafire]

I think I broke it.

*She pokes the microwave with one rubbery glove. Waiting for it to do something else. She picks it up and shakes it, sending the cords wobbling around everywhere and whatever is inside sliding around.*

[audio]

[hasstandards]

Don't think that'll fix it.

[Though he's feeling a little better than he was a second ago. This Pyro doesn't seem like the cleverest he's seen.]

[huddahuddafire]

What do I have to do?

*She shoves it back into the wall at an awkward angle with huge gaps around the sides, pushing the cords into the wall. Time to press all the buttons in hopes something happens.*

Oh I broke it. Engineer is gonna be so mad! Help me fix it!

[HUDDA SPEAK]

[notintehkitchen]

(Aren't you the cutest Pyro I've ever seen.)

[huddahuddafire]

PYRO!!! Hello! I don't know where I am and I can't find the points to protect. What should I do?

[notintehkitchen]

(There are no points to protect here. You're free to do as you please.

...

As long as you don't burn down the city.)

[huddahuddafire]

My flame thrower isn't big enough for that.

But if I don't protect the points then I'll get fired. What about the Spies? Who will check them.

*She's standing on a bench she has apparently decided is her new control point. Brandishing her flamethrower at every leaf that blows by.*