Flash Fic Month '11. July 24th

"Lobo!? What did you do!?"

I looked down at the plate of baked potatoes, or what should have been backed potatoes anyway, before grinning at Reaper sheepishly. One had turned into a pile of mushy goop, another had turned black, the third had gone as hard as a rock, and the fourth… well the fourth was splattered all over the inside of the microwave where it had exploded.

"I put them in the microwave like you said to."

"Did you stab them!?"

"Yeah! I stabbed them, then put them on the plate and put them in the microwave."

"How long for!?"

"Five minutes for each potato, just like you said!"

"You're meant to watch them!"

"I did! I watched them go round, and then I watched that one shake a bit and explode, I saw everything!"

Reaper facepalmed.