Blobskin's Macro/Micro Flash Fics

Version: 1.01

Anon stood with his head just barely above the edge of the counter.

"What can I get for you today Mr. Anon?" asked the tan earth stallion.

"I need a new sofa?" Anon replied dryly.

Davenport smiled as he pulled a clipboard out from under the counter and set it down.

"Another special order? For your unique scale?"

"Yup. Still got the original design?"

Davenport paused. "You don't want a new sofa?"

"Just remake the old one. It was perfect."

Davenport was suddenly curious. "Do you mind if I ask what happened to the original. I worked hard on it."

"Rainbow Dash." The amazonian pony blinked. "She tried to sit on it."

"Ah," Daven grimaced. "That sofa wasn't meant for a pony."

"Yup. I found that out yesterday."