Drifting drifting drifting…
Fire
Snap!
Sabata was getting irritated.
Crackle!
Django ignored his warnings.
Pop!
But Sabata wouldn't be bothered if his little brother caught on fire. It was his fault for poking the smoldering pile of sticks that provided little heat for the two boys. Django complained of the coldness and if he caught aflame, he wouldn't be cold anymore, right?
"OH SOL!"
The problem was, when the flames burst, SABATA caught on fire.
Cereal!