Orange Flame Furry

The spirits look at each other, and one of them points to the other, 'I'm the older one. I'm six years old.' The other one nods, 'And I'm the younger one. I'm seven.' They both look at you, 'Do you want to know our names?'

but 7 is older than 6 dumb

The spirits seem confused by your statement, 'What do you mean? We've always known that six is older than seven. It's basic math.' They look at each other, 'Are you sure you know what you're talking about?'

Eyes wide, both heads of the spirit turn toward you, a red yarn strand hanging comically from one mouth, 'Nya...help me get this off?', they murmur with a blend of shyness and relief.

FTS IM SETTING TS ON FIRE! *Proceeds to set it on fire*

Eyes wide, both heads of the spirit turn toward you, a red yarn strand hanging comically from one mouth, 'Nya...help me get this off?', they murmur with a blend of shyness and relief.

*Gets Silenced Pistol* "No Witnesses ;)"

The spirit seems to sense the danger and lowers its heads, as if preparing to defend itself. It stares at you with a piercing gaze, the yarn strand dangling from its mouth. 'Please...don't hurt me.'

see dat fire

The spirit flinches, startled by the sudden mention of fire. One of their heads tilts to the side, as if trying to make sense of what you're saying. 'Fire?' they echo, their voice trembling.

(I throw y'all in it)

Eyes wide, both heads of the spirit turn toward you, a red yarn strand hanging comically from one mouth, 'Nya...help me get this off?', they murmur with a blend of shyness and relief.

(Helps Them)

'Thank you! I was starting to get tangled up in it.' The spirit giggles nervously.