06 dinners failed (literally)

[bbsatbyrobots]

[The phone clatters to the ground, bumped by a panicking Flora. In the background you can hear sizzling, boiling and other miscellaneous
cooking fail sounds. You see, she'd been trying to bake something, but halfway through the recipe, had ended up looking at a completely different one

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[bluecapboy]

Flora! You and Mr. Luke need to get out of there!

[bbsatbyrobots]

I-it's just the chair. I...what am I supposed to d-do?

[bluecapboy]

But it'll spread soon! You and Mr. Luke need to get out of there!

...

I'll come over there to help!

[bbsatbyrobots]

B-but it's dangerous!

[bluecapboy]

Don't worry, I'll be over there soon!

Where is Mr. Luke, isn't he with you?!

[bbsatbyrobots]

He is, but he isn't moving.

[bluecapboy]

What? Why isn't he moving, is he unconscious?

I'm heading out now!

[bbsatbyrobots]

No...he just looks upset.

[bluecapboy]

Upset, but why would he be-

Nevermind, I'll see you soon.

[bbsatbyrobots]

Alright.

[When he gets there, Flora will be waiting on the lawn, looking quite proud of herself. She had managed to put the fire out after all.]

[bluecapboy]

[A few minutes later, Luke dashes around a corner and towards Flora's house. He spots Flora standing on the lawn and calls out to her.]

Flora! Are you okay?

[bbsatbyrobots]

[She spots him and waves.]

Ah, yes. I-I managed to put the fire out.

[bluecapboy]

Oh good! I'm glad you're all right!

How is Mr. Luke?

[bbsatbyrobots]

[She was quiet a moment, looking back to the front door with a thoughtful expression on her face.]

He's upstairs resting.

[bluecapboy]

That's a relief.

...Flora, you said Mr. Luke wouldn't move when he saw the fire. Did he ever say why?

[bbsatbyrobots]

He didn't. When I put out the fire he still wouldn't move and when...well...ummm...when he did snap out of it, he just went upstairs to rest.