Flame: Our muses are building a fire together
"Alright, cool. Now just dump that last cinder block over there," Asher said, gesturing to the last corner of the pit they were making. Pulling off the work gloves, he grinned at the man before laughing. "This…this is gonna be epic, I swear!" He laughed again, dumping his gloves off on a lawn chair as he walked across his back porch to grab the charcoal bags.
"Oomph," Alvin muttered under his breath, letting the heavy cinder block fall into place. "What are we making, anyways? When you said we were cooking over fire, I kinda thought it’d be marshmallows or burgers or something," he called out to Asher as he walked off. Alvin eyed the huge pit doubtfully, wondering what the fairy had in mind.
Alvin was busy adjusting the blocks a bit so they were perfectly in line when Asher showed back up with the bags of charcoal. “That’s a lot of charcoal,” he said, watching as Asher opened up a bag.
"Yeah, man. It’s gonna take a lot of charcoal to roast a whole pig!" he said, laughing aloud as he started pouring out the first bag of charcoal. "A…A what!? A pig? You’re joking right?" Alvin asked, looking at Asher in surprise. "Huh? No! A whole pig. It’s gonna be awesome and taste delicious," Asher promised him, tossing aside the empty bag. Seeing the human’s look, Asher shrugged. "What? It’s not like I’m serving you stuff in it’s own shells."
"This is different!" Alvin, shaking his head a few times. "I can eat a pork chop. I can eat bacon. I can eat ham. But I can’t eat an actual pig. It’s face would be staring at me the whole time with it’s little eyes-Oh my God, you’re not going to make me eat it’s face, are you?" he asked nervously, fretting to himself as Asher dumped the last of the coal into the pit.
"What? Alright, you need to take a breath, bro. Calm down or something, Alvin," the fairy said. "This is gonna be awesome and no, you’re not gonna eat anything out of a pig’s head," he said, picking up a bottle of lighter fluid and squeezing liberal amounts of the liquid over the coals. Lighting the charcoal on fire, he stirred them around until the fire started to die down a little. "In a few hours time, you’re gonna be thanking me for making this," Asher said with a grin.
Asher grinned across the table at Alvin, laughing between bites of his food. “See? What’d I tell ya? Delicious, right!?” he said, popping some pork into his mouth.
"This is so good…That poor little pig…," Alvin said, not stopping his eating even as he was mourning the loss of the pig.
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