I want things so

Wendigo fixed himself a bath in a nice warm pool heated by his favorite toy Mount Volkan. It stank of sulfur like most things that bubbled up from the volcano, but he didn't mind. His focus was on the two items in his possession. One was something he was supposed to throw in a bath - hence the bath. The other was some sort of triangular thingamabob. As far as he could tell it did nothing interesting at all and he'd decided that if it ended up being a disappointment he could always throw it into the volcano. Because that made everything better.

Without ceremony he threw the bath bomb thing into the pool and was quick to follow. He paused with one paw dipped in as a thought came to him. Wendigo tipped his head to the side, shrugged to himself, and then used his wet toes to kick the coat hanger into the pool. Maybe it worked like the bath bomb.

He climbed in after the items and made himself comfortable.

"Speech"