Heron Lake Plateau i love the smell of gasoline, i light the match to taste the heat

Sometimes when you are out of sorts, you seek out constants.  For Colt, his sisters were one of those - and with Frog busy with the kids (he'd already stopped by to chat with @Finley anyway), that meant it was Fire's turn for distraction.

When he found her, she was... attacking their work? What the hell?  "Hey, hey! When I helped you dig, you never said anything about yanking them out!" He said, hurrying over and staring at the pile of (he didn't realize) weeds.  "What gives?"