"Nah butter is better anyway." And to think it all started with him being fascinated with watching the piece melt into the pan when he was a small child. Well that kind of story was not one he would willingly share. His younger self was even more naive and sometimes stupid than he was now or so he thought.

Oh no no no of course not. As long as he doesn't remember how good she actually looked in her dress and how close she had been while he carried her, and how she pressed against him and the kiss and...okay NOT going there. Thankfully the flame doesn't go out of his control even though he's multitasking internally on things he never considered.

"Right. Can't have any of that." Maybe that had been where he always went wrong. Aside from fire control thanks to Happy and his teasing. He regulates his flames a bit lowering the intensity while expanding the circumference of the blaze around his fist so that it hits the full span of the pan's underside. That would probably speed things up right?