> Shout "Hello! What's your name? Can you get us the sprinklers, ma'am!?"
> Dare Ember to eat some fire.
>"They're right over there!" the girl yells. "Get 'em yerself! Geez, what does it take to give a girl some peace and quiet nowadays?"
>"Uh...no thanks." Ember shakes her head. "My job is making fire, not getting rid of it."
>You know what this fire needs? Sprinkles! Eat the fire that's blocking the emergency sprinklers so that the sprinkler makes the fire have sprinkles.
BGM: Cherry Tarts of Fire>Again, a chance to test your mettle. This isn't a battle of the stomach, it's a battle of the mind. You mentally push yourself onward as you step into the fire, chomping down flames to open a path for yourself. The fire is so intense you almost choke on it, but through sheer grit alone you manage to keep it down.
With each step you take, the ground behind you catches alight again, undoing all of your previous work. Your stomach feels like the inside of a vacuum cleaner, but still you go on. It'll be easier when there's some flavour to the dish.
At last, you make it to the Sprinkler sign. With one mighty strike you smack your hand into the button, then tilt your head backwards to take in your victorious sprinkles.
...Why do they taste so much like water? This sucks.
>"Kyaah!"
You hear a squeak as the mechanic from before is splashed. The fires around her are engulfed by the sprinklers, eventually fading to nothing. You get the chance to see her at last - or at least, her vague form. She's so covered in soot you can't make out much other than her eyes. Even the sprinklers are going to take a while to wash that off.
"Now what'd you do that for?!"
> Whoa, whoa, whoa. We can eat fire? What else can we eat?
> The Queen always told you that you could do anything if you put your mind to it. With fairies, this claim is often very literal.
