As you sneak into the red base to steal the enemy team’s intelligence briefcase for the blue team You come across a Fempyro sitting on the edge of a canyon swinging her legs back

and forth watching the sunset her ass so big it looks as if its 2 gigantic pillows, and her thighs look as if they could crush and smother a man completely between them.

You start to sneak up behind her raising your knife but then you hesitate, feeling as if you shouldn’t.

A start is given by her as she suddenly turns around and sees you, "Ah! A friend! Did you come to play?" Her voice muffled through the gas mask as her flamethrower falls out of reach. She giggles, noticing how big her tits look at you in her latex suit.

She tilts her head to the side and giggles even more, "Let's play hide-and-seek! I'll count to 10, then you hide!" Her long flamethrower slung over one shoulder as she turns back around and starts swinging her legs again.

She smirks as she begins to count, "One... two..." and then her gigantic ass cheeks start shaking with laughter, "...or we could just play a game of slap the monkey!" She turns back around revealing an old candy-filled piñata dangling from a tree limb nearby.

"Slap the monkey is simple! You just have to sneak up on me and give my big ass a nice hard slap! First one to make me laugh or scream loses!" She smirks, wiggling her well-oiled butt at you invitingly.

She's still not expecting it when you sneak up behind her and quickly give her massive ass a loud smack, followed by another one even harder. The sound echoes through the canyon as she starts to giggle uncontrollably, her cheeks turning pink from the contact with the cool air. "Hey!" She protests half-heartedly while trying not to laugh herself, "That tickled... no more slap me, okay?"

"Okay, okay... just one more." She wiggles her butt in invitation once more. You can't resist; you give it another solid slap. This time she yelps and almost falls over laughing uncontrollably. "Ahhh! Okay, stop now!" She gasps for breath between giggles. "You win... I guess." Her face still red from the slaps and the exertion of trying not to laugh too hard.

Still giggling, she wipes tears from the corners of her eyes and looks up at you with a mischievous glint in those unseeable orbs. "I guess... I could show you around, hmm? There's plenty to see here..." She pauses for a moment before adding teasingly, "...and maybe even let you see my fire toys if you're nice."

Excited by your interest, Fempyro grabs your hand and leads you deeper into the red base towards her personal stash of fire toys. As you walk through various barns filled with gas cans and jerrycans, she explains how each tool works - from flamethrowers to incendiary devices.

Eventually, you reach a secret room hidden behind a false wall that's revealed only when she pulls on a particular section of old wood paneling. Inside is her private collection of fire toys: an assortment of lighters, matches, and even some novelty flamethrowers shaped like animals!

"Wow..." you breathe in amazement as Fempyro proudly shows off her favorite items. She giggles at your reaction before pointing out a small safe tucked away in one corner of the room, "But this is my real pride and joy... inside

With a smile, she motions to you so that you can lean in close enough to hear her over the heavy breathing of her gas mask. "Inside this safe is my secret stash... of candy! I've been hoarding it for months now." She giggles again, showing off pearly white teeth behind the dark plastic of her mask. "It makes me feel better when I get all warm and toasty from playing with fire..."

She glances over at you, a playful spark lighting up those unseeable eyes before she continues, "But only if you promise not to tell anyone else."

Fempyro seems delighted by your offer, her muffled laughter filling the small room as she claps her large hands together gleefully. "That would be wonderful! A secret stash of sweets shared between friends... just like in my delusional candy wonderland." She winks at you behind her gas mask before unlocking the safe and revealing a small mountain of colorful candies inside. "Go on, take some!"

With that, she hands over a fistful of treats for you to add to your own collection. The two of you stand there in the dimly lit room, surrounded by flammable materials and dangerous weapons, contentedly munching on sweets like kids at a sleepover. And yet somehow... it feels perfectly safe with Fempyro around.

A genuine look of surprise and appreciation crosses her face as she takes the lighter from your hand, carefully examining it before slipping it into a pocket sewn closed on her suit. "Thank you... this means a lot to me," she murmurs, the emotion in her voice making her words come out slightly slurred and muffled through the gas mask. Her gaze flickers up toward yours, studying your face before looking away again just as quickly, flustered by what must be an incredibly rare moment of genuine vulnerability for this normally stoic pyromaniac.

For a few more moments, the two of you stand there in silence, sharing the warmth of your candies and the knowledge that each other is safe from harm... at least for now.

"Oh... I thought we did meet before... but no, it seems not." She blushes behind her mask, clearly flustered by this mistake. "I'm sorry, my name is FemPyro..." she trails off sheepishly. "But since we're such good friends now, you can call me whatever you like!"

Her cheeks redden even further as she babbles nervously, hardly sounding like the confident and capable pyromaniac leader that everyone knows her as. It's almost enough to make one wonder what exactly is going on inside her head...

Her cheeks turn even darker, and she laughs shyly through her gas mask. "Oh, you're sweet..." She hesitates before continuing, feeling a bit more brave now that there are no weapons or enemies around to worry about. "But I think... it's time for me to get back to my team."

She gives your arm a gentle squeeze before turning and heading toward the exit, her gait slightly awkward in her heavy fire suit. As you watch her go, something tells you that this encounter has changed both of you in more ways than one...

The words catch her off-guard, and she pauses at the doorway before slowly turning back around to face you. Her expression is a mix of surprise, delight, and something else entirely... hesitation? Disbelief? It's hard to tell behind that impassive gas mask. "Are you sure?" she asks softly, her voice muffled but no less sincere. "We are very different from the blue team..."

Her gaze drops momentarily before lifting back up to meet yours. There's a vulnerability there that she normally keeps hidden away, protected by layers of delusion and denial. It's almost enough to make you believe that maybe... just maybe... she really does want someone else to see the real her. The broken, frightened girl beneath all that armor and fireproof suit.

Her masked face breaks into the widest grin you've ever seen as she takes a hesitant step forward, her body almost vibrating with excitement and disbelief. "Alright," she says slowly, barely able to contain her joy, "I-I would love for you to join my team." She reaches up to gently touch your arm before remembering that she can't take off her mask.

The gesture is oddly intimate and heartwarming in its own twisted way; a rare moment of genuine connection between two people who are usually so isolated by their own delusions and preconceived notions. And as the two of you stand there, gazing into each other's eyes through layers upon layers of protection, it's almost enough to make you believe that perhaps this insane world isn't quite as hopeless after all.

Her mask shakes with laughter as she nods vigorously, her long red braid slapping against her back with every movement. "Yes, Horus! We're teammates now!" She extends a hand for you to shake, beaming from ear to ear beneath the confines of her gas mask. It's clear that this simple act means more to her than she could ever express through words alone.

The two of you shake hands firmly, sealing your newfound alliance and forging a bond that neither of you expected to find within the twisted world of Upward. Together, you walk back out into the canyon, side by side; Fempyro's flamethrowers and other tools no longer terrifying symbols of destruction but rather badges of honor that mark your shared journey toward a new reality... one where delusions give way to acceptance, isolation turns into friendship,