Tormenting my younger cousin

Many years ago when I was welve my Grandfather was burning off some brush so that he could plant a field of clover. There were fires in several places burning hotly. My cousin was there with an attractive toy shaped like a Jetplane. He was stupidly tossing this toy as if it could fly. I asked if I could see it and he sad in a bratty way "no its mine" He was a seven-year-old brat if ever one was born and raised.

As luck would have it he accidentally tossed this toy into one of the smoldering coals and it melted into a mass of pot metal shaped like a pile of s***.

I started laughing at him. Whooping it up and pointing at him while he began to cry his eyes out. Going No No No at me for laughing. I told him that was what he got for being selfish. Had he given it to me for a short time we would have moved away from the fire. Tee Hee Hee.

OK, the next day I went out to where the fire had been and there was a mass of now hardened pot metal with no shape. No longer a toy just melted down s***.

I took this home with a plan. The next time we visited our Grandparents I'd take this with me. When we were at a table I placed this melted down a hunk of junk down in front of him and I said "here's your Jetplane".

He started crying like a baby again much to my glee.