Written: 22.10.21
Words: 527
General
Prompt: Toasted Marshmallow Day (Aug. 30th)
“Ah,” Dean let out a content sigh as he watched the flames on the pyre in front of them flicker against the dark sky.
Sam snorted and shook his head, “Only you could be happy watching a body burn.”
“Pfft, please,” The blonde waved a dismissive hand before making the short trip over to the car, opening the backseat door, “how could you not be happy knowing there’s one less Wendigo running around?”
“I still think it’s weird you built a pyre for it.”
“Oh, sure,” Dean rolled his eyes as he leaned forward, digging the cooler off the floor, “next time I’ll just let the forest catch on fire.”
“That’s not-”
“Didn’t they teach you fire safety at Stanford?”
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