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