*The sheep exchange hesitant glances with one another, wondering what to do*
*The witch topples over, having overextended the rather heavy pin, and stares up at him in dismay*
*Flame shares similar glances*
*I again ask who the witch is*
*The green sheep are unsure whether Flame is exchanging glances with himself, with them, with the greenery, with invisible FlameForce sheep or with someone else entirely?*
*The witch is not a fan of Bernie Sanders and therefore objects to you asking for the same thing twice*
*The green sheep are unsure whether Flame is exchanging glances with himself, with them, with the greenery, with invisible FlameForce sheep or with someone else entirely?*
*The witch is not a fan of Bernie Sanders and therefore objects to you asking for the same thing twice*
*It's with them, mostly, but some are with the greenery as he doesn't want eye contact with them to trigger anything*
"I'm sorry, but you weren't able to answer the first time because Flame's wool was smothering you."
*The green sheep are unsure whether Flame is exchanging glances with himself, with them, with the greenery, with invisible FlameForce sheep or with someone else entirely?*
*The witch is not a fan of Bernie Sanders and therefore objects to you asking for the same thing twice*
*It's with them, mostly, but some are with the greenery as he doesn't want eye contact with them to trigger anything*
"I'm sorry, but you weren't able to answer the first time because Flame's wool was smothering you."
*The green sheep examine the greenery curiously, and start humming*
*The Leprechauns also wonder why the green sheep wanted him freed, and fire nets from their helicopter cannons*
*It is old and probably not explosion-proof*
*The witch starts stamping on his hooves*
*He's able to avoid most of them, but one catches on his head and he continues running, the object barely slowing him*
Right, I forgot about that thing for a moment. *I attempt to explode the door*
*Flame attempts to use one hoof to stamp back at her feet*
*The helicopters keep fying directly above him, shining spotlights down to ensure they don't lose sight of Flame*
Good thing you remembered. *You succeed, revealing a dark room lit only by a grimy window high in the wall. It looks like there's another door in the opposite wall, separated from you by heaps of old amazon boxes*
*The witch screeches in pain and starts whacking him with a large iron rolling pin*
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I only like orange with a few other things. 
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