Eighteenth Order

[sacred_thunder]

[A small sound, like that of an explosion, can be heard from the kitchen of 342 Brady Lane. Further investigation will reveal Ky standing there, a mix of shock and confusion on his face. Lying on the floor in front of him is a smoking, black, charred husk. Investigating even further will reveal that the toaster is missing.]

...Oops.

Comments

[hop_toit_udonge]

... How did you even manage that?

[sacred_thunder]

I, er... I tried to get it to run off my magic.

[hop_toit_udonge]

-SIIIIIIIIGH-

Are you alright?

[sacred_thunder]

...I'm fine. Just a little singed.

[bustydefense]

Is everything all right?

[sacred_thunder]

Y...yes. Everything's fine. Or, uh...as fine as it can be in this mess.

[bustydefense]

Ahaha. I'm... glad to hear it.