Kade's stomach growled, he missed his lunch. He had made himself a large sandwich that had everything from the fridge on it. He named it after the most perfect thing in the entire world. He named it 'The Kade'. Just as he was about to eat his perfect sandwich a call came in saying that a car near Mount Griffin was on fire. Unfortunately they didn't make it in time and the car blew up, causing the surrounding area to catch fire. It had taken them three hours plus many volunteer firefighters to put out the fire. By the time the last flame was put out it was 4 o'clock. Too late for him to eat now. He walked over to his partner, Heatwave, who was struggling to put the hose up.
"Need some help?" he leaned against the firetruck, smirking.
"No thank you."
After another few seconds of struggling Heatwave finally got the hose put up.
"So, Captain Hairgel, while I check the area and make sure there's no more small fires, you wanna go get me something to eat?"
"Okay, the name is Kade! K-A-D-E! KADE! So stop calling me Captain Hairgel."
"Are you going to get me something to eat or not?"
"Fine, But only because I'm hungry. Don't think it's because I like you or anything."
Kade glared at him as he got into the driver seat. He started the engine and hit the gas as soon as he put his seatbelt on.
"That guy needs to chill." Heatwave said to no one.
Kade arrived back around thirty minutes later. He would have been back sooner but he decided to eat his late lunch at the restaurant. He bought Heatwave a cheeseburger and fries. He also got him a root beer. Kade hoped that he liked it because he didn't feel up to dealing with another one of his temper tantrums. He parked the truck. He grabbed the food and got out of the truck.
"Hey, Heatwave! I'm back with your food!"
No response. Kade sighed.
"Heatwave where are you!?"
He was getting annoyed now. He searched the entire area and he still couldn't find Heatwave.
"He must of gone back home." He angrily muttered.
He walked over to the truck. He opened the door when his phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket and looked at it. It was Heatwave. He pressed the answer button. Before he could start yelling at him, Heatwave spoke.
"This may have been, in some manner or form, something akin to a mistake."
"What?"
"Kade look up."
He did. At the top of Mount Griffin was Heatwave. He was dangling from the beak of the griffin, one hand holding on tightly and the other hand holding his phone.
Kade sighed.
"Really?"