Well, one time, I was stealing a potato, and the CEO of the company thought that he was going to be framed, so he pressed a button that set the entire freezer on fire and I slid out of there like whoosh, just ahead of the flames. The back of my coat got singed, that's how close it was. And then the CEO got arrested for destroying company property and the potato went back to the girl who invented it.

Or something. I still don't really know what was going on with the whole potato thing.

Sadly, a lot of bad guys seem to prefer paper-shredders to fire for destroying evidence, so I don't have a lot of other fire stories. There probably would have been fire if we hadn't managed to stop that plane from crashing, but do you know how hot jet fuel burns? Over a thousand degrees! Nobody wants to be around for that.