laprincesasara had the night off, so she and I were sitting in my bedroom, watching Supernatural, when she says to me, "Do you want tea?" And I said of course! So Sara trots off to our kitchen, turns on the burner, and wanders back. A few minutes later, there's this hissing, crackling sound, and this smell of burning. I look at Sara and say, "What's that?" Sara goes over to the stove and looks at the burners. I say, "Smells like something's burning," and Sara says, "That's cuz I turned on the wrong burner." As she says this, I glance over in time to see the pan that Sara had made her grilled cheese sandwiches on this evening catch fire. Or more precisely, the plastic spatula that was sitting on the pan. Oh, I love the smell of burning plastic in the evening. And this was not a small fire, either; the pan was ablaze! Sara very calmly moves the pan off the stove, causing the burner itself to catch alight. At this, I hop off the bed and rush over, just in time for the smoke alarm to go off. Sara is moving very calmly around in the kitchen, so I rush over to our patio door and open it, then flick on the fan. Sara dumps a cup of water on the burner, neatly dousing the 4-inch high flames, and I grab a box and start waving it under the smoke alarm, hoping to hell the smoke detector is not actually connected to the fire department, cuz it's been going off for a good minute by now, and I *really* don't want to explain to the firemen that my roommate caught the stove on fires while making tea. The smoke alarm finally stops chirping, and Sara and I look at each other across the smoldering stove, then burst into hysterical laughter, before we both started choking on the plastic-y smoke. Sara told me later that her first thought on realizing the kitchen was, you know, ON FIRE was not, Oh no! The kitchen's on fire! but Kate is so going to laugh at me for this! Which I did. Just so you know. As for the aftermath, well, the pan's a bust, as is my spatula, and possibly that burner, but we're all still alive, and apparently unharmed from the plastic fumes. Fun times!