WHO: Rodi-kins, MacDonald's and Moonpie
WHEN: Tuesday night, around 2 AM. October 6th.
WHERE: Roderich and Macbeth's house
WHAT: Old ovens suck. End of story 8D
It had been a quiet day, or night, at work. At the moment, Moon was just doing some extremely boring paperwork. He still had a couple of hours left, but he honestly wished they'd end sooner, cause he really wanted to get home and relax eat some derishus Buuz.
" Hmmnnn..." he groaned faintly, and glared down at the papers in front of him. Damn he hated paperwork. The cup of tea next to him didn't even tempt him. Maybe he shouldn't have taken this shift. It was just boring.
Maybe they'd get in a call for some fire they could go and put out. That would be nice. Not for the ones having something burned, but still.
And it seemed like his wish was granted, cause just ten minutes later, they got in a call on a house burning in the New Brampton area.