The magma lava man remained fascinated with the burning
of this once solid object, he’d never seen something solid burn before and it
was amazing. Quickly, he decided he liked this new world of solid things to
burn. He could burn it all and stare at the less hot upwards lava, aka fire.
These were exciting times.
MJ and Dino stared continuously and the flames and giant
lava man.
“If I may suggest a new plan, which is merely a improved
version of your dipping him in cold water, how about snow?”
MJ looked at the pathetic first snow of winter on the
ground before her.
“No offense but, that idea is far worse than mine.” She
pointed at the ground. “There isn’t enough snow to even make a snow man, let
alone dunk a large man mad of molten rock.”
“True, but what about further up? Wouldn’t there be more
snow? Perhaps even an icy stream or two?”
“Maybe, but it isn’t better.”
“Agreed.” He nodded, and magma man let loose a roar of
deep thundered laughter as he set the rose bushes on fire and a startled foul
galloped out. It was on fire and promptly turned into burnt chicken.
“How do we get him away then?”
“Bait.” She did not enjoy the way Dino said that.
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