Gloved fingers pried open the box, made untouched wrappers spill out into the firestarter’s lap. The flimsy container was put off to the side and forgotten in an instant. One of the many smaller packages was torn open, and with a small sound of joy the balloon inside was raised.
Pyro did not hesitate to start blowing it up. After doing so he tied off the end, laughed, and started bouncing the oddly shaped object up and down. He wished he knew that Sniper had balloons before. Then he would’ve filled the base up with them!
Curious as to what had preoccupied the Pyro’s attention, Mick came to a stopping point on his sharpening job, placing tools down as he looked over in the direction of the arsonist, only to wish he hadn’t.
His face colored quickly in hues of embarrassment, mouth agape at seeing the innocent fire-starter blowing up one of the rubbers and hitting it around like a makeshift balloon, many others, still wrapped thankfully, sitting in his lap in obnoxious colored packages.
If the rest of the team could see this, he was sure some of them would bust a gut laughing.
"Mate..what are you doing?" He questioned, literally dumbfounded as to WHY the other male would do such a thing.