Jimmy stood at the front of The Ranch where the entrance would be — but instead of the cute entrance way, hand carved and fitted by Tango, the Ranch was a soldering pile of ashes. Scar had set the building that meant so much to The Ranchers on fire.

“Oh my gosh..”

Beside him, his husband stood, visibility upset. Tango’s hair was bursting into flames due to his strong surge of emotion.

“Hey, Rancher.. calm down— l-look at me, Tango!”