[Anonfilly] goes to the kitchen


                                            >"HI ANON! I'M MAKING HOT DOGS FOR DINNER"

                                            ——

                                            >She says that while a burning smell comes from outside the room

                                            >Getting up in a hurry you open the door

                                            >But the corridor is already on fire

                                            "What the fuck did you do?"

                                            >"Oh? Nothing much, just decided to make us dinner for once"

                                            >"But then I remembered how you DIDN'T BUY MY FUCKING ICE CREAM LIKE YOU TOLD YOU WOULD!"

                                            "You're burning my house down! Are you nuts?"

                                            >You can't believe what she just did

                                            >But your survival instincts are on overdrive, so you can't even get angry

                                            "Fuck girl, we gotta get out of here, maybe…"

                                            >"For the last time I'm not a girl, I'm a man, you know that"

                                            "Yea sure, here hold the window while…what are you doing?"

                                            >She just stood by the door, flames roaring behind her

                                            >"Are you afraid of a little burn Anon?"

                                            "Little burns? No, getting baked alive? Very much."

                                            >She literally giggled at that, almost as if she was holding back actual laughter

                                            "This can't just be the ice cream, tell me, why are you acting like this?"

                                            >Not caring for what you just asked she just started slowly walking backwards

                                            >"Aww, is little Nonny scared of some fire? Come here so momma can help you with your fears~"

                                            >You didn't even bring up the fact that she had said she was a man moments ago

                                            >There were more important matters at hand

                                            >Like the fact that her back-stepping had almost gotten her into the flames already

                                            >You panic, releasing the window and throwing yourself at her

                                            >But you only manage to grab air, as she hops backwards out the door

                                            >Completely into the flames

                                            >You close your eyes and turn away, waiting for the screams

                                            >But all you get is laughter, and a filly rolling on her back as you finally decide to take a look

                                            >It takes some time before she manages to contain herself

                                            >And all the while you can't get this dumbstruck look off your face

                                            >"Goddammit Anon, stop being such a cry baby and lets go eat already"

                                            >The blazes just kept bouncing around her fur

                                            >And noticing you staring at her hoof she took it to her face to inspect

                                            >Seeming bored of waiting for you she started playing with the flames, dancing from her movements

                                            >But it didn't hold her attention for long as she noticed that you hadn't moved at all

                                            >"Are you really so scared that I will have to change your diaper or something? Fuck this, I'm eating without you"

                                            >You try to move to stop her, but not wanting to get burnt you don't get nearly far enough

                                            >Yet she's walking normally, and with all that fur too

                                            >If anything should be flammable it should be her

                                            >But she was fine

                                            >Against your better judgement, you extend your arm into the fire

                                            >And before you can comprehend your actions you notice that it isn't burning

                                            >In fact its not even hot either, its just there

                                            >After a deep breath you walk into the wildfire towards the kitchen

                                            >And when you get there you see her and Twilight sitting on the table

                                            >Anonfilly with her hot dog and Twilight reading the newspapers

                                            >You don't remember Twilight moving in, much less existing in real life

                                            >But you did have a filly so…

                                            >Meanwhile you just stood by the door, confused about how casual both of them were while in the middle of the blaze

                                            >"Are you just gonna stand there and keep staring or are you going to come eat faggot? Your plate is over there, just the way you like it"

                                            >That breaks you from whatever you were in and you move to sit with them

                                            >You hesitate to sit on the burning chair just as much as you did with everything else

                                            >Yet you find it easier to just do it now that you're in the middle of it all

                                            >And when you do, Twilight looks up to you, floating a glass of burning juice

                                            >"Want some juice while we discuss the terms of the contract?"

                                            >How the fuck did they burn the juic-


                                            >You wake up with a jump

                                            >There's a strong smell signalling something burning in your home

                                            >Quickly getting up, you follow the thin smoke to the kitchen

                                            >There you find Anonfilly on her hindlegs trying to turn the stove off with a foreleg and failing

                                            >A few sausages lay in the pan, far too burnt to be used for anything

                                            >You turn it off to her surprise, not expecting to see you awake, and swiftly pick her up into a hug

                                            "Phew, for a second I thought you were burning the house down"

                                            >"What? No, i just wanted to make some hot dogs for lunch"

                                            >"Turning it on was fine with my teeth, but I didn't think on a way of turning off without burning my hair or something else"

                                            >"Sorry for the sausages, I guess no ice cream this week huh?"

                                            >Usually you'd be angry at her for ruining something

                                            >Tearing the family album, breaking many of your favourite cups, burning the water cooler…

                                            >How she did that last one was still a mystery

                                            >But can't really get mad at her for sausages, much less after a dream like that

                                            "Nah it's alright, we're eating out, and I promised ice cream so we re getting ice cream"

                                            >The sparkles in her eyes said all you needed to know about a good decision