(I’m watching Full House right now. They’re having a Flintstones birthday party but they’re like “We’re cavemen and we say OOGA BOOGA!” but wouldn’t they say YABBA DABBA DOO? What the hell, man? Suppose that was a royalty issue or something?)
So following the goblin kerfluffle, Johnny knowticed (a clever portmanteau of know and noticed) that there was a FIRE! After he strolloped (a clever portmanteau of stopped, dropped and rolled) just in case, because it was the safingtdo (a clever portmanteau of safe thing to do), he turned around to see Mr. Sero!
He was a little burned up over stupid sitcom logic (in general) and swearing non-stop while shooting a powerful jet of flame, not unlike the ones that surprise you at the end of Fourth-Degree-Burns Mountain at Walt Disney World.
"Filthy f’lah fetcher n’wah s’wit!" Teldryn screeched in a rather stereotypical manner, because he’s a Dunmer and nobody would expect a Dunmer to start busting out insults in say, Shakespearean English. "You blithering collywobbled derogatory term for a woman’s particular undergarment! N’chow!"
The blazing inferno finally extinguished itself after it realized that such a fire in a dry, open field was incredibly dangerous, especially with increased winds and no rain in the forecast. It is expected that the fire will restart itself when conditions are safer.
Don’t laugh, but I have an idea for a black comedy where Johnny and Ondo sort of team up, fully aware that they’re technically enemies.
Ondo knows L is spying on the Thalmor and L knows that Ondo is actively thwarting his efforts. They’re just playing a gentlemer’s game to see who cracks first.
Though I feel like this is better suited for some Cold War-era garbage AU stuff. Hell, all of my ideas are trash but I like it that way.