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Note to Self, Don't Let Bryan Cook.

Q: Did you get this idea from your mom again?

A: Yes, yes I did. (This is also pretty short..)

⚠️WARNINGS, PLEASE READ⚠️

This chapter contains:
-Fire
-Getting caught on fire
-Mentions of scars/burns
-Ovens planning murder/j

Bryan tries to cook. It goes terribly wrong.

Note: A lot of these will be posted out of the order I originally wrote them in! Some messages will be different because I'm posting them the ones I finish first! (This happened to be like the 9th one in my drafts...so yeah...)

Also p.s: None of the fire is explicitly shown, I just wanted to give a heads up!

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Bryan sat the pot onto stove. He had already filled it with water and just needed to get the noodles out and the water boiling.

For context, Bryan woke up at two in the morning and couldn't fall back asleep. So, Bryan being Bryan, came up with the most miraculous idea of making dinner—or does this count as breakfast?

Whatever, Bryan passed out at 4 that day. He hadn't eaten dinner and he was starving for food, also the others wouldn't be happy seeing him just eat sweets so this was probably the next best thing. Besides, he was just cooking some ramen noodles, how hard could it possibly be?

Little does Bryan know he's making the mistake of his life.

Bryan hummed a quiet tune as he rummaged for the box of noodles in a cupboard, pulling out a package when he finally found it. For some reason it was hidden in the back, not for Bryan to question though, huh?

He sat the package onto the counter and closed the little door with his leg. Bryan then flicked the nob to low for the pot, hearing the crackle of the stove.

Now Bryan just had to wait...

...

Yeah, so that ended up with Bryan getting to set himself and the kitchen on fire.

"Jesus Christ Bryan, it was just some noodles, how do you manage to even do this?" Freddy says, carefully placing his hands on the burns. Molten stormed into the room with a fire extinguisher in hand. He immediately went up to Freddy and shoved it into his hands. "Next time you make me deal with a mess like that, your head is on a spike." If Bryan could feel a chill go up his spine, then Freddy had to at least feel a small pit of fear grow inside of him.

If he did, he didn't show it.

"Fine, fine" Freddy spoke, his voice sounded just as annoyed as Molten's. They gave each other a glare. "Just let me deal with this." At this point Molten just wanted to get this over with, and he knew Freddy would just make this process longer. He'd also probably be forced to come with. Freddy raised an eye brow. "Are you sure, princess? Considering all the hard work you did-" Molten snapped his head towards Freddy before spitting out, "Go. Now."

The other bear's attempt to aggravate Molten just made Bryan tense up more. Freddy walked away, leaving the two alone. Molten took a glimpse at the burns Bryan had, his face scrunching up a bit. "How the hell do you even manage to get third degree burns with just some noodles?" Molten said, getting out the bandages and hydrogen peroxide.

"Well..you see..." He gave a half hearted chuckle. Bryan hadn't mentioned the stupidest part. Molten was like a ticking time bomb, and it ended when Bryan would tell him the most asinine thing he's done. "I didn't even get to put the noodles in..." Bryan mentioned quietly. "I sorta accidentally turned on the side burner instead of the one with the pot.." Bryan put up his awkward and 'please don't kill me' smile when he muttered these words. Molten just stared.

"You are one piece of work you absolute dumbass." Molten smacked the back of Bryan's head, making him let out his normal childish whines. Bryan was lucky enough Molten was even taking care of the wounds. "...Are you sure you should be doing this? I mean, Freddy probably would kno-" Apparently Molten had a thing for cutting people off.

"Yes I'm sure, actually, I should just leave you be to take care of your own wounds," Molten said, glaring at his work. Bryan knew he was right, he really should be caring for his own wounds. "But it's three in the morning and I don't feel like having you loose the ability to use your hands." Molten gave out a scoff, apparently this was funny to him. Not so surprising to Bryan.

Finishing up the bandaging, Molten stepped back. "Go to a doctor or something later, your gonna wanna get that checked out." The bear practically shooed the man away, which Bryan quickly obliged with.

While walking back to his room, Bryan's mind came back.

"...I never did get those noodles..."