Challenge #164: Hot Title: Flaming Firehouse Chili Condom: Debbie and Carl
“Well?” Emmett asked.
“Not bad,” Carl nodded and wiped the sweat from his brow.
Michael’s eyes widened, and he made a face halfway between a smile and a grimace before reaching for his water.
Debbie glanced anxiously at Emmett. “Honey, are you sure their faces are supposed to be that red?”
Before Emmett could answer, Ted spit a mouthful of food back into his bowl. “Hot, hot, hot!” He gasped before ripping Michael’s glass out of his hand and gulping the water.
Emmett smiled proudly. Just a little more heat and his chili would be ready for the Center’s cook-off.