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 Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:11 pm
Sable panicked. To all who knew him he had two modes of expression: Daydreaming and the one that came after his moments of daydreaming, one which was most commonly known as 'Oops'. Currently, he was in an 'Oops' moment. He looked at the flaming toast and panicked, unable to think of anything other than worry about how toast was not supposed to be quite so black and how the blacker it got, the higher the flames got. He was in no state to do anything but stare and would not have thought of putting out the fire anyway.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 9:19 am
 A small black dog with flaming hair pranced her way into the kitchen. Her stomach had informed her that it was time to eat, and if she was going to be a famous master chef someday, she needed to practice. Twirling her way through the door, she stopped as she saw a billowing tower of smoke and a Wayward before it.
"Uh.. I don't think that's how you're supposed to cook... And I should know. I'm going to be a world famous chef some day!" she chirped, going to stand behind the boy.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 12:08 pm
Sable looked desperately at the other Wayward. "Sorry!" he said. "It was going fine, I swear! But then Vwooosh!" He gestured wildly. "I really didn't mean to set it on fire, I thought it'd be good if I put it in that long!" he talked really quickly when panicking. "What do I dooooo?" He tugged at his hair, waching the toaster toast itself in the flames. "Dad never said what you did if you accidentally combusted a toaster! Do we call 9-1-1? Or do we stop drop and roll?!" He dropped to the ground in case this was the correct manouver. Sable Bond wasn't built to handle accidents. His common sense stopped operating and he was flung into a panic in which only the stopping of the accident could cause to end. Due to a cruel twist of fate, life handed him accidents like waiters handed you lunch.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 10:34 am
Azure watched, highly amused. With a grin on her face, she pulled out her notebook and searched through it for the kitten rolling around near her feet. She flipped through the pages, and unable to find him, grew almost as frantic as he was.
"You there! Who are you?!" she demanded, anguished as she pointed at him, ignoring his panic and the darkening smoke. "You're not in my records! My records cannot be flawed! How will I ever be a famous researcher if my records are flawed?!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:11 pm
Sable blinked. In the confusion and panic he had forgotten... again. "I don't knooow!" he wailed, breaking down. "I forgot again! Was it Silas?! Or Sheldon?!" He rolled around on the floor some more. All the smoke was makeing it hard to breathe and the fire was startig to move beyond the toaster. "Oh nooo! Sorry!" he wailed to the air as the counter began to crackle and spark. He rushed over to panic over it but ended up coughing from smoke.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:39 pm
Finally Azure seemed to realize that they had a serious situation on their hands. "Oh. OH!" she cried, racing to join him, her anguish over her failed notebook forgotten. "Careful, move out of the way!" she commanded, pushing Sable away. "I'm going to be a world-famous firefighter someday, I can handle this!" Looking determined, she plunged into the smoke, covering her mouth with a gloved paw.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:49 pm
Sable was pushed aside and watched as the pre-world-famous firefighter handled things. He felt relieved and exhausted, so he passed out. That was nice. He couldn't possibly start a fire in his brain.
On second though, he had better not jinx it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2007 1:43 pm
After a few minutes of standing in the smoke, blindly trying to find the fire and not succeeding very well, Azure turned and headed back out, coughing and covered in soot.
"Maybe I should wait a little while before I become a world famous firefighter," she barked, trying to breathe clearly. When she didn't recieve an answer, she looked around and spied Sable on the floor. "Hey, you, get up!" she said, nudging him with her foor. When she still received no response and remembered the fire, she ran out of the room for help.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 1:36 pm
Sable felt a nudge. He opened his eyes blearily. "Did you fix it yet?" he asked gorggily. But no. The fire was still going and Sable's panicking seeped back into his mind. The fire had eaten the firefighter. He was sure of this. And it was all his fault. He moaned. "I killed a firefighter! In training!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 11:03 pm
Mushi walked in seeing the fire and looked around and unplugged the toaster and then looked over the fire her quickly found two oven mitts pickign up the toaster and putting it in the dry sink to keep it from spreading. "Hmmm." He then set down his plush puppy and found the fire exstingisher under the sink and pulled the pin and lunched the foam on the toaster putting out the fire. "We'll need a new one now." He wrote a note and put it on the exstingisher as he turned to Sable. "You's ok?" He picked up his puppy and hugged to it looking to him with his two-tone eyes the right one green and the left yellow. He shruged and walked out as if nothing happened still hugging to his plushie and purring softly as he nuzzled it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 7:10 pm
Aleksandre stomped past, looking for the orange juice. He couldn't start his day without orange juice. To do so any other way would simply be unacceptable.
He cringed at the burning smell and held his nose, wincing at the sheer smell of the burnt bread. "Ugh... that's disgusting... how could anyone burn toast?" He remarked, deciding that he would skip the orange juice in favor of clean air.
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