Cabin Fever


Drabble Word: Melt


A low rumble filled the grey afternoon sky.

'Sammy, avalanche!!!'

'Dean,' Sammy scowled acting very much like the put out little brother he was. 'The joke is getting old. You fart again and you're on your own!' He waved a hand in front of his face trying to dispel the rancid smell.

Dean chuckled all too happy with himself as he led his brother down the old logging trail. 'Come on this is so much better then sitting in the hotel waiting for the snow to melt, besides you said you always wanted to see a Jackelope!'

'Jackelopes sure, jack-asses not so much.'