Random Dream SMP outshots because I'm bored as hell

Dumpster fire

Don't judge me. Arsonist Sapnap is underrated, we both know it. Now just sit back and enjoy.

I've been holding onto the "pyromaniac Sapnap" head canon since the L'manburg war and I'm not giving it up now. You can pry this head cannon away from my cold dead hands.

Also enjoy Badboyhalo making dinner for most of this with knowledge that I use cause I cooked the exact recipe for my family. Which only my mom ate. I was very mad at them for picking frozen pizza over my handcrafted meal.

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Sapnap had no reasoning for why he did it other than that he could. The building was abandoned, had been for years. He even checked each room for anyone inside before he struck the match. The fire burned brightly and built up rather quickly. The dry wood and gasoline made great fuel for the blaze.

There was something wrong with him, everyone knew that. But no one knew what. That is besides him and his father. After he tried to burn the house down.. multiple times he was taken to a psychiatrist to sort out whatever the hell is going on up there. After a few sessions he was diagnosed with "Pyromania" , an impulse control disorder around failing to resist the urges to deliberately start fires. Often times being a way to relieve tension or for instant gratification.

For reasons Sapnap didn't understand he was never treated for this, no discipline, no meds, nothing. Sapnap let out a small chuckle, he never understood why his dad never did the sensible thing and drug him up. Maybe then he wouldn't be here, staring at the fire as it consumed all in it's path. Engulfing most of the house in mere minutes.

Sapnap confidently walked out of the house with his hood over his head. Wearing a thin white bandanna over his eyes to further hide his identity. It was thin enough to allow him to see but thick enough that no one else could see through it from a distance. The fire now made its way through the roof, finally notifying neighbors of the burning building just by them.

He went into one of the near by bushes and took in the sight. No doubt his dad would be pissed, not enough to turn him into the police though. Neither of them exactly had a clean record... oh well. These impulsive acts of arson always relaxed him and often got him thinking of his life, something he'd normally rather drown than bare to think of his life for more than a minute at a time.

It all seemed to get so much more stressful when his father decided to get back into the dating seen. Don't get me wrong, Sapnap was happy his dad was moving on! It's just who his dad had been going out with.. "Skeppy" was his name. Sapnap knew his dad deserved better than him.

As the fire trucks reached the house Sapnap made his getaway, taking alleyways all the way back to his house. He wasn't worried whatsoever, his dad had taught him how to defend himself in almost any situation. Guns, knifes, fists, you name it he taught it. Honestly it's a bit threatening knowing if your father wasn't as sweet as he is could easily just kill a man and get away with it.

By the time he got home the fire was already on the news, no doubt his father had seen it. The two never really watch the news, they just leave it on as background noise and occasionally listen to the more wholesome bits. Hesitantly Sapnap walked inside and sped into his room. Narrowly avoiding his father, who was cutting up some vegetables in the kitchen. As soon as he thought he was in the clear however ..

There came a knock at his door.

"Yeah?" Sapnap attempted to keep his voice steady as he spoke. The response was short; "Can I come in?" Sapnap paused momentarily before replying with a simple "Yeah sure." Almost immediately his father walked in and looked down at Sapnap in clear disappointment. "Did you at least make sure no one was in there?" He asked, honestly the arson didn't even bother the father. It was his sons irresponsibility that truly bothered him. "Yes. Top to bottom, every single room. No one was in there." Sapnap sat down on his bed and stared up at the other.

"Well.. as long as you're safe I guess I can let this one go. But do tell me next time you're gonna do these things." With that the father walked out, leaving Sapnap to his own devices.

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Bad closed his sons door and went back to the kitchen. He had done research about his son's condition, as much as he could with his piece of crap computer. Grabbing one of those fancy long onions with begin to cut thin pieces from it. Once he reached the end of the white part of it he moved the pieces to one side and began chopping up the rest of the onion. The whites the greens had to be separated, as the whites are would for cooking and the greens are primarily used simply to make it look fancier.

He wished he knew how to help his son, but therapy and medication are much too expensive and nothing else is working out. Bad's tried to get more money, to save wherever he knew. But it was never enough. Moving onto the carrots he took his time peacefully peeling them before cutting them diagonally in quick swift motions. When Sapnap was around 12 he always tried to cut the carrots as fast as possible.. he almost lost a thumb. Once each carrot was cut he placed them into a bowl and added honey, salt, and of course pepper. After pulling up his sleeves he began mixing the food together until it was all mixed together nicely. Then taking a pan, adding tinfoil and Pan, and placing the carrots onto it in a not so neat pattern.

With the oven already preheated Bad put the carrots onto the top shelf and setting a timer for 20 minutes. Bad had turned the fire escape into a makeshift garden the week they moved in as a way to save a few bucks, it's worked really well as of far. There Bad waited for around 13 minutes before moving onto the chicken. He put on the seasoning called for on the recipe and laid the two pieces down onto the pan. It was alarming how many times Sapnap has gotten burned while attempting to simply place chicken onto a pan. Then again Sapnap never has any clue what the hell is going on around him at any time whatsoever. After around five minutes Bad flipped the chicken using a pair of tongs and looked over at Sapnap's room for just a split second before looking back to the chicken.

This was the first real meal they'd had together in a long time, just the two of them. He had told Sapnap about it in advance, making it clean as he could that Skeppy wouldn't be there. Bad never understood why Sapnap was so cold to Skeppy, but was else can he expect. Sapnap's a teenager, of course he isn't going to like his potential step dad. Bad knew he was in no position to judge, he was just like Sapnap when he was his age. After spending another five minutes staring into the void Bad turned the burner to low and put the chicken onto a separate plate. Then after just a bit more waiting the carrots were done.

Topping that off with some mushroom sauce he out two plates on the table and walked up to his sons room.

"Dinners ready." He spoke through the door, yelling wasn't allowed in the building due to how thin the walls are. The last thing they needed was to get evicted...

As Sapnap walked out into the kitchen Bad couldn't help but smile. He was proud of his son even after everything the boy did, there was no denying it. They were both beings of pure chaos, it was all just a matter of self control. Bad understood that Sapnap didn't have much self control to go off from, so looking at his sons crime record he didn't exactly find this something to hate his son for.

I mean, Bad always loved watching chaos unfold. If you have a chaotic son might as well just let them be chaotic.

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Anyways have a good day you abnormally large jellyfishes.