The Physical and Metaphorical Sparks (CANCELLED!!!!!)

Fire erupted from the kitchen, so much so that the crowd of Toons gathering around the kitchen couldn’t see inside. Sprout stared into the fire with a horrified face, knowing that Cosmo was in there.
Two others, Vee and Tisha, were already inside. When Shelly heard nothing of their return, no approaching footsteps or voices, she followed suit.

The room felt so much bigger in a blaze, but the smoke crowding her breathing and the intense searing, sharp sensations on her skin kept her focus away from that fact. She just hoped she could remember which way was back.

Vee was shockingly still functional, but with multiple overheating warnings on her screen, as well as parts of her outer shell melting off, anyone could assume that she wouldn’t last forever.
Vee was dragging fallen fragments off of and away from Tisha, who was presumably trapped. That may be the first time they didn’t look at each other with bitter expressions.

Cosmo is unconscious, but alive, when Shelly finds him. She drags his limp body away towards the exit of the room.
Vee is hauling Tisha with her, the two of them finally being able to drag and carry their fellow toons out.
As the danger around her fades, Shelly can feel the stinging sensations intensify. Burns have scattered their way across her body, feeling like a painful critique for every small movement she makes.
Tisha is trying and failing to stand back up, Vee is desperately searching for a cool surface to put her head, (where most of her data and important stuff was stored) and Sprout is hugging Cosmo like there’s no tomorrow.
Shelly furthers herself from the fire, coughing into her arm, telling herself in her mind that she could’ve been worse off. A thump can be heard from behind most of the toons. 
“Shelly!?”