The Gig, Monday
Bender had set the forge up once he'd got into work. He found some old and worn horseshoes in a bucket and set to bending.
His first attempt was too small, the second too short, and after that, well...
Bender now had a stack of oddly angular horseshoes at which he was idly twisting. Maybe he should just beat a change into the shape of their hoofs instead.
[OCD free, yup]
His first attempt was too small, the second too short, and after that, well...
Bender now had a stack of oddly angular horseshoes at which he was idly twisting. Maybe he should just beat a change into the shape of their hoofs instead.
[OCD free, yup]