"A New Job" by minnow It had seemed like a simple enough job when she had signed up; she would get to sit in some poncy merchant's wagon and if on the very unlikely chance it was attacked, she would wave her sword at the idiot who thought they'd nick something valuable from a wagon with "Shiny Trinkets. They're really cool... Honest!" painted haphazardly on the side...
Fondant and Flippant Wishes It takes him exactly thirty-three and a half steps to get downstairs to his kitchenette, where his coffeepot warms up within seven minutes.