Love

There was nothing more Gazzy loved more than his explosions. They were his first love and that was never going to change. So growing up he had become used to the way his pyromania was tolerated by his family, but they didn't necessarily enjoy being woken up in the middle of the night because he blew a hole in the side of the house when he was supposed to be sleeping.

So every once in a while, when his family (the only thing he might love more than his explosions) was in trouble and about to die, he did the thing that he really loved the most- he saved them with his bombs.

It was totally worth the look on Max's sleepy face at two o'clock in the morning to see his sister and Nudge flying away from the flaming body parts of their enemies.