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Finally Gerald started idly flicking the little red handle. At first is just made a scratchy sound and the smell made him cough and remember how he'd got the brown place in the palm of his hand. Then he remembered the tiny fire dancer, and he wondered if it still lived in there with the fire-sword soldier.
After numerous flicks he got the fire to stay on. He grinned with delight. The dancer was there, smiling at him and bowing for him, changing from the splendid orange to icy green to iridescent purple. The lighter flame flickered magically, making golden the purple Shaw does on the wall. With a sudden inspiration, Gerald shouted, "Hey Joe, we got a torch!" as he and G.I Joe marched around the kitchen table. Gerald crawled under the table then, flicking the lighter over and over again to light the way for G.I Joe. They fought shadows and monsters; they blew up cities and kingdoms. Gerald make the sound effects and G.I Joe dutifully followed his general into combat. As the mighty battle came to its climax, Gerald crawled up on a chair and stood on the kitchen table, waving his arms triumphantly. Mama would kill me, he thought momentarily,if she saw me up here, but the thought passed as G.I Joe fought the terrible mountain man by the light of only a single torch.  Suddenly the tiny light of G.I Joe's torch was huge and bright as the tip of one curtain in the window touched the flame. Gerald heard a loud whoosh and then he turned in terror to see the whole window covered with harsh red flames that crawled and kicked and jumped along the windowsill. Gerald scrambled down from the table and ran to his hiding place behind the couch. Mama said stay here and wait for her, he told himself. I know she'll be here in a minute. He peeked around the corner of the sofa and watched the flames consume the boxes of cereal and macaroni that Mama had just bought. When the fire reached the bottle of Big K soda, Gerald watched, fascinated, as the soda bubbled, then fizzled. When it finally burst in a loud, sizzling explosion, Gerald jumped back behind the sofa, coughing and wheezing from the heat and smoke.
He curled up in his usual position then, thumb in his mouth, crying softly. He thought about his mama and how pretty she was. He wondered if G.I Joe would ever find his way back. And he wondered how he could see so many colors with his eyes closed..

A/N!
The end of chapter 1!  I hoped you liked chapter one of Forged By Fire because I truly loved it! Have a great day/evening/night!

Reminder:Drink water or whatever but please drink something and eat some food please you matter so much!

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