Funny Firefighters Novels & Stories

"Why are you still talking? Just do what I say! Besides, didn't they say other units have already been dispatched? It's not as if anyone's going to die." His tone was dismissive as he showed no intention of responding to the fire. Tugging at Daniel's sleeve, Laura softly said, "Daniel, you should go if you have to." She then turned to the other firefighters. "I'm sorry for taking up public resources and making you all get scolded by your captain. I'm truly sorry." With that, she lowered her head. The firefighters exchanged glances but said nothing more. After all, they were aware of Daniel and Laura's relationship.

“Really Kat? I was being a nice person by coming all the way out here to deliver a message and this is how you repay me? By trying to drown me?" “Aww, you’re right. That wasn’t a very friendly thing to do. Let me help you dry off.” I offered, making no effort to hide the humor in my tone. Flicking my wrist, I surrounded him in a circle of flames, the heat from which would have him dry in a flash. “Shit!” He cursed again, halting in his tracks. The glare he sent me told me he did not see the humor in it at all. Fun spoiler! I watched as the fire sucked the moisture from his clothes then quickly doused the flames.

If it really cost her millions of dollars, she would never have saved anyone. Yet on her first day as a firefighter, she had happily said to me, “George, I finally made my childhood dream come true. I became a firefighter! “I’m going to give everything I have. I’ll do whatever it takes to save people and serve the people.” I could not bear to look at her anymore. I said coldly, “You think just because you got out of the police station, you’re in the clear? “They only let you out because your detention time was up. Once the police find the real evidence, you’re looking at prison time.”

Nothing came out of my throat except for a hoarse wheeze. Frank exaggeratedly mimicked me, pitching his voice mockingly. "Oh, no! Has the smoke damaged our great hero Emmett's brain? Pretending to be all woe-is-me now? If you were going to be this fragile, you shouldn't have become a firefighter in the first place!" The disgust on Cassadee's face could no longer be hidden. "That's enough. Stop embarrassing yourself." She roughly grabbed the strap of my extinguisher harness and forcefully dragged me to a crumbling corner of the wall as if she were dragging a dead carcass.

The fire trucks sprayed water and slowly the flames died down. I stood next to Kade as the chaos settled. You really risked everything in there. Had to he said simple. For the team. For you. Even with my own stuff going on. This matters more right now. The kid walked over still shaky. Kade I mean it. Thank you. I will remember that the rest of my life. Kade gripped his shoulder. Just stay awake next time. And play hard for us. The firefighters finished up and talked to us quick. Looks like arson they said. Someone poured accelerant. You boys lucky no one died.

Karina anxiously watched the stairwell, her heart pounding. Finally, she saw the firefighters carrying people down on their backs. But the situation looked grim. “Get them to emergency care immediately!” one firefighter shouted. “The two middle-aged adults are unconscious from severe smoke inhalation and are in critical condition! The son appears to be relatively unharmed.” Thankfully, an ambulance was already on standby. Hearing the firefighter’s report, the nurses rushed out with stretchers, loading the family into the vehicle.

After the end of the military ceremony, the marching band of the fire department play hymns and military marches, besides some popular songs. Jared and Phil come towards me and I watch them thinking of how opposite people can be friends. Jared is a blond, blue eyes, good natures, he would be a bad boy if he wasn’t a fantastic militar. And Phill is an almost 7 feet tall black man, serious and cranky, the nerd of the fire department. The two greet me on the tribute in an accomplice happiness that one great friends are able to. “Congratulations, Lieutenant Vaugh, you deserve it, so, let’s get a beer to celebrate it?’

Maybe they were spending Christmas with relatives. There was no way to save the entirely engulfed house. Now all they could do was keep pumping water on the trees to keep from having a forest fire. “Keeping shooting water at the trees and brush, the house will have to burn down now.” Men scrambled to do Jack’s bidding. Firefighters arrived on the scene and took over for the firemen, doing what they did best. Fire breaks appeared as the men worked to keep the fire contained. Firemen continued to spray water from the pump truck on the trees. An ambulance rolled into the yard behind the firetruck, pulling along side, waiting to see if there were survivors. None were apparent.

Another says looking angry. “If you guys feel this way then why didn’t you speak up?” I ask them and they look at each other but before they could answer a burning man comes out of the burning house screaming, one guy does’t hesitate shooting him. They must forget surviving this, the firefighters must be busy with all the other places but that is if they brave enough to come out, anyway. But knowing how J City people are, these firefighters will not come out.

Chapter 114 THIRD PERSON POV “Where’s the leak? Can someone confirm fuel?” “Yes! The fuel tank’s ruptured!” a man from the crowd yelled. The firefighters exchanged grim looks, their movements becoming sharper and quicker. They rushed toward the ditch with ropes, harnesses, and extinguishers, but the sight of the growing pool of gasoline made even the bravest among them hesitate. One firefighter swore under his breath. “If this catches…” “Then we all fry,” another muttered back.