Hudda huh mmph mroooo!

[balloonicorns]

Hummmgh! Huaaaoh, hudd mmmoh vvvrng. Mmmph mhn msssh? Haaarrh han han nrooo. Mat.

[Pyro throws their hands up in the air. However, there is no waving them around like Pyro just don't care.]

Huddah huddah huh.

Mmywhhy. Mnow mrrr hooo mnnmnuhh fnnnd mrr fnnnddss? Mmmcc Spy! Mr Scood? Mmr Mmngneer? Mmr Medic? Mr nneeeennn ssseeh?

Pyro dsssnd manna veee arrr veye mmmssf! Mrr mff uuuh thrz!

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OK, that wasn't the real tag

[asano_san]

[Nothing like a person wearing a hazmat suit to brighten your day.]

What's going on?

that would have been weird.

[balloonicorns]

[Pyro looks at the nervous looking chubby kitty and tilts their head to the side. Then the asbestos-lined suit's shoulders roll in a shrug, his heavy shiny flamethrower bubbleblower clanking noisily.]

Hurrooh! Fee msh rrynn maaac mo pyyy mrr! Mmfn vro mrr msn aaahvvv mmm! Mmnd mrr mmy aaarv fffnnt mow mrr drrr dd!

Moo shhd eeel mrr nnnd do. Mrrr mhhht mssn mr mo

[Pyro nods excitedly.]

Even I have my limits

[asano_san]

[A clank, whether noisy or not, is the least reassuring noise in the world, he thinks.

Keigo gets a "hello" out of their answer. Maybe. As for other words-]

Did you say run? And missing? And I should do something? What should I do? Am I the one who needs to run?!

"Luppi and THAT?? No, that is just too much for me."

[balloonicorns]

Hrooo?

[ Pyro is not sure what to do with chubby Keigo cat's sudden barrage of questions. They tap their fingers on the propane tank bubble bottle of the Rainblower, considering whether a well timed airblast might solve the problem of too many questions being meowed at Pyro's face.

Probably not.

But it might launch the kitty into the air! Pyro giggles and claps their hands together with joy at the thought of Chubby Kitten sailing merrily through the air.

But Pyro won't do that. Well. At least not yet.]

No? Vrrn rnnnng? Hud. Aooo gnns drr shrd mell mrr do sdp. Mmcaaz iihs nnn grd! Mrr dnnsst meed mrr! Moo shhhhhd uhnnssd thhh.

"Welcome back to rp!"

[asano_san]

[Giggles don't translate well through mask filters. "Demonic glee" sounds like a good description for the noise he's hearing paired with hand clapping. Keigo starts to consider the possibility that this person isn't wearing a suit because something terrible is in the air but because they're crazy.

He's going to die, isn't he?

He should run. But out of so many other words he didn't understand, that was a definite no to running, and should he really go against what the crazy person wants him to do?

The crazy person just moo'd at him.]

I don't understand what you want!

[ribsgrowback]

[ Congratulations, Pyro. You successfully used your E-button called for a Medic. And which Medic doesn't like being called by a perfectly healthy patient?

Pyro gets rewarded with a look. ]

Ach. Don't tell me I left surgery for zhis! I don't always tie zhem down, you know?

[ Welp. Have an overheal anyway because he's here already. ]

[balloonicorns]

[Pyro is delighted to have called a Medic with their well thought out plea to the person-behind-the-keyboard. It was not their intent to have done such a thing, but it was always nice to see the giggly ex-doctor smiling so happily at their dear friend Pyro.

even if that look is something that would make a saner man (or woman or bunch of cats in an abestos lined suit) weep and flee

Now there is just one thing to do before Pyro and Medic get into the serious business of being good friends on the same team.

Pyro juuust has to make sure that Medic is Medic, and not a BLU Spy trying to engage Pyro in a game of Hide and Seek. Pyro giggles with anticipation and raises the Rainblower, about to give the happy healer a rainbow shower when Medic beats him to the punch and heals him.]

Uhhraah. Oo rrr moo sssggrr? Vvvt ood moo ngrrr mmf mrr?

[ribsgrowback]

[ Well, thanks for not setting him on fire. Not that Medic isn't used to being set on fire. But do you have any idea how hard this stupidly white coat is to clean? And yet RED's seemingly magical laundry room seems to be doing the trick. Somehow. ]

Oh, I'm doing fine. Zhanks for asking.

[ Said with a nonchalant shrug. Did he understand a single word of what Pyro just said? Probably not. But that's okay. It's not like Medic really cares or anything. ]

[balloonicorns]

[And now we know what Merasmus is up to when he isn't in jail or becoming indebted to a new bunch of international criminals?

But yeah, wow, Medic. How totally uncool of you to spycheck yourself. That is Pyro's job you know?]

Huuh? Bdd.

[Pyro shrugs.]

Roo rrlllld mrr. Ddd ywnn trr gerrr brrn vrrrthhhn? Wrl yrr srrgrr ssaap? Wrs iih srmrn I nn? Hrrvv mrrrb?

[So Pyro doesn't realize that Medic doesn't understand or care what they are saying. Even if they did have even an inkling of that concept, Pyro would still ask ALL OF THE QUESTIONS because they are a very curious being.

Also, it kind of counts as story time.]

Ss urr nrr hrrr tthhn?

[ribsgrowback]

[ Ah, Pyro. Your curious spirit is always a blessing to encounter. Have a short, dismissive wave.
]

Ach. I vouldn't vorry too much. I'm sure he can live vithout his brain for a moment.

[ And a thoughtful pause is what follows. ]

Actually.... I'm not so sure about zhat. But it'd be too late to go back now anyway, ja?

[ He'll just leave his mess for someone else to clean. ]

[hasstandards]

[Out of that entire speech, Sniper understood one word.]

Spy? Where?

[balloonicorns]

No! Nnn crrrng Spy, sknng hrr btt prrng mrr nn nt Spy. Rrr nnwuh lss. Shrr vnn rkks roo bttr! I mm jss snd cis!

[Pyro shakes their head, tapping their chest with one finger.]

I dnn gddid! Shrr dnnt vvn knrr shrr do prr mrr. Thsh cmmntah wzz lsht rrrsrrt!

[hasstandards]

[Still hearing the word 'Spy' a lot, pal.]

I asked where, Pyro. Not for your bloody life's story.

[balloonicorns]

Snnnr! Rrf roo rrd ushh rssn rdd nnr thrrt thrr shn nn Spy! Roo rn brr hrrfrr roo nnw?

Thrr sh nn Spy nn I dnnn nnr hiii roo --

Hh! Rorr prrng iwff mrr! Hrr cdd I brr sh brrnd?

[ Pyro raises the flamethrower bubbleblower up, pointing it straight at Sniper's chest.]

Trrg trmm, Spy!

[hasstandards]

[Sniper eyes that bubbleblower as though it'd light him on fire -- probably because it absolutely could -- but tries to play it casual, giving the end a little push with one finger in the hopes of convincing Pyro to point it elsewhere.]

Whoa, mate. I'm not a Spy. Would I walk right up to ya if I was?

[notintehkitchen]

[LOOK! Another RED Pyro appears! Your hudda speak will be understood perfectly. Pyro is more focused on the idea that there is another Pyro about all and places her hands on her cheeks.]

Aww, you are so cute and you seem excited! I bet you'll see many of your friends here.

Not in Huddahspeak because they are obviously Pybros!

[balloonicorns]

Hi!

[Another Pyro! And a full-grown-not-baby Pyro at that! Pyro laughs at this new development because, hey, how often does that happen?

Then they stop laughing abruptly as a new thought occurs to them.]

Are you really Pyro or are you a Spy?

[Because a Spy would answer that completely honestly, of course.]

[ex_haveaplan64]

(Probably the real thing. Maybe. Most Spies aren't dedicated enough to impersonating anyone to this level of detail, but if anyone was as paranoid about Spies as Pyro, it'd be this derp.)

'Friends', hm? I don't suppose you'd moind a cursory Spoi-check, then?

((OOC: You're not the most incoherent Pyro I've seen, but I still suggest you have some "subtitles" for the reader's benefit. English isn't everyone's first language, and even for those of us who are fluent it's incredibly difficult to decipher Huddah-speak. Pretendy fun times being what they are, please trust us to be able to act out not how much we understand of Pyro.))

[balloonicorns]

((Thank you for the crit. I was wondering if I should do something like that or not.))

Mmmhm!

[Pyro nods, although they are sure that Sniper should know all about Pyro's friends already. After all, he's friends with them too!

When Sniper requests a spycheck, Pyro can't help but hop from one foot to the other, clapping their hands together in an ecstatic dance. Usually they have to chase someone down in order to try and shower them in rainbows - to actually have it requested is such a treat! Pyro quickly pulls out their Flare Gun Bubble Wand before Sniper can change his mind, firing a quick burst of rainbow bubbles at his face.]

[ex_haveaplan64]

(The flames blow harmlessly across Sniper's face, though because of lack of practice he does find himself wincing just a bit, even if it's not painful.

Now Pyro gets the rarest treat of all: a genuine smile from this jerk as he tips his hat.)

Always good t' see more REDs around 'ere.

((OOC: You don't necessarily have to, but it's still a nice thing to have for your readers.))

[balloonicorns]

((Yeah, at least for the more difficult to comprehend stuff. Also, that way I can figure out what the hell I said a couple of days ago.))

[Pyro puts away the rainbow machine. It may not be one of the chubby babies in disguise, but Pyro is not disappointed. After all, Sniper is one of his favorite nine people ever.

And he even smiled at him! Pyro flings their arms wide open, advancing on the Sniper. He had smiled, they definitely were best friends now. And what did best friends do? They hugged!]

[shhhhh_secret]

(Was about to stroll into this thread like a boss when he takes a good look at who the mun wants him to interact with.)



(Nope.avi

Cloaking and running away like a boss.)

[balloonicorns]

[Did Pyro hear something?

They're pretty sure they heard something. And since they don't currently see something, there's only one solution.

To spray the surrounding area with fire. Even if Spy's already gone.]

[shhhhh_secret]

(Merde and all those other French curse words, he's so out of practice that he's forgotten the range on those monstrosities.)



(He has now burst into flames.)

[balloonicorns]

[Oh joy! Pyro drops the flamethrower and claps their hands together, squealing with delight as the rainbows reveal one of their nine most favorite babies in the entire world!]

Spy!

[And then they pull out their flare gun bubble-wand, ready to bring even more rainbows into the happy baby's life.]