As Hazel awoke she felt an odd, somewhat painful, yet not entirely unpleasant sensation. It took her a moment to register what was happening as she shook off the grogginess. [i]Something is attacking my eyeball,[/i] was her first thought. Then she figured out what was going on. [i]Of course, Mari is at it again.[/i] What came next was an instinctual reaction, not something done on purpose: Hazel spontaneously combusted. One can only hope Mari got out of the way in time. The flame quickly spread to her bed, and Hazel began to take steps to control the blaze.

"Mari, I like you, but you [b]really[/b] shouldn't surprise me like that!" The girl said angrily.

The fire was quenched almost as soon as it began, but Hazel's sheets were now thoroughly scorched.