10. Mhhmmmhmmh
The male team's pyro was confused. He'd been traipsing through the lollipop woods with his bubbly cherub friends yesterday when one of them.. dropped out of the air. It happened all the time, he and his friends would play with the bubbly cherubs dressed in blue and cherubs would drop out of the sky before bouncing back up. It was hilarious, Pyro would even smack down the blue ones as part of the joke! Then they would laugh together and make snow angels in the powdered sugar plains. But this time, a cherub with mustard colored hair ran into a candy cane and fell down… without flying back up.
This was awful! He saw some of his other cherub friends take her and throw her in a cotton candy hill so she could get better, but he still couldn't get it off his mind. That lovely pyro who helped him before would know!
Pyro wandered through his land, gossipping with the friendly things that met him there.
" Mhhmmm hm!" He said to Mr. Gumdrop, the rainbow beaver. Mr. Gumdrop made several chittering noises in return that made him sound an awful lot like a padlock and chain sliding off a door, but Mr. Gumdrop had a funny way with words.
" Mhhmhmhm mhmhmh mh!" Pyro explained about his friend, Mr. Gumdrop looked concerned, and opened his mouth to make an a creaking, groaning noise. How wise Mr. Gumdrop! Pyro would take this advice to heart, and never forget it.
He turned to go see the licorice birds who had started making their usual clanking screeches, hut as he turned he saw the new pyro.
" Mhhmmhmhmhmhm!" Well, there's nothing to explain about that is there? Pyro is always so articulate I wonder why I bother with this narration.
" Mhhmhmhmhm!" The other Pyro replied.
" Mhmhmh mhhhhhh mhmm?"
"Mhm."
Well, that explained the mystery of the non-bouncing up cherub straight away! He was so glad the other pyro could explain this delightful information to him and Mr. Gumdrop Together the pyros skipped away, ignoring a rather agitated cherub that showed up around their shoulders, and happily conveyed more of the universe's secrets in an entirely comprehensible and straightforward way.
…
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!" The male spy roared. He'd walked in on the little maniacs, who'd somehow managed to disengage the padlock he'd installed on his door. The pyros had scattered dirt all over his belongings, torn things out of chests, and other wise ransacked the place.
" GET OUT YOU MISERABLE CRETENS!" He shouted. He couldn't tell their expressions, but their red gas mask eyes glinted with obvious malice as they slunk out of his room. Great, he'd have to wash all of these suits again just to get them moderately presentable, the he'd need to do another run through and- god why did it all have to be so hard?
" I bet ze australian zem in." He cursed. The bastard kissed him, avoided him, and then let demented pyromaniacs virtually destroy his belongings? Stupid little jarate throwing aussie. He was probably laughing his ass off at this, the smug fucker, some men just like causing harm, some men aren't worth anyone's time, some men…
His internal rant continued like this for several minutes while he tried to salvage what he could of his suits. Disgusting, filthy little beasts!
" I hate you!" He yelled, not actually clear on what he was hating for once.