BURN RED BURN

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Red whimpered as Ink tried to get him to start his turn. Doing only one thing he retreated into the kitchen. Where he caught on fire. Good job Red. Ink soon took him out of the kitchen, still very much on fire. The Papyruses did the logical thing and freaked the f*ck out because A SANS IS ON FIRE WHY ISN'T ANYONE HELPING HIM!

Ink just threw Red to the dice and got rid of Red's fire while making him very drenched. Red rolled the dice scared for what would happen to him. Slowly he got himself to look at the number on the dice. A 12, he couldn't believe it. He quickly moved his piece becoming more animalistic and embarrassing to say your related to or are friends with. Red couldn't care for any of that. He was just so happy he didn't get a red space.

He celebrated it by... burning the apathetic Blueberry. Everybody except Stretch started clapping and some had looks of being deeply disturbed. Nobody but Stretch did help him though. Stretch started trying to get Blueberry extinguished. Nobody cared and Red caught on fire again. Nobody cared at all that Red was on fire. He then started trying to get rid of the fire. Failing horribly he caught more things on fire by constantly tripping on his tail. He was covered in fur which was covered in fire. That lead to more things getting on fire and that lead to more fire getting on him. In the next half hour the entire kitchen and Red was fully on fire.

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