Eternity | T.J.

Well... I Mean... If You Like Ducks.

     The Following Morning we headed down to Kenning Square, and I was apparently not wrong when I'd compared it to a sort of sport. Kenning Square appeared to be a basketless basketball court, with the bleachers filled with dwarves, all of whom, I assumed, were there to watch either Blitz or Junior die.

     " Well Blitzen," The older dwarf greeted as we arrived." Mossglow started ten minutes ago, were you getting your beauty sleep?"

     I wasn't sure whether or not Junior was blind, just taking one glance at Blitz would tell you he had gotten close to know sleep, or that he had slept extremely poorly. As a great example of this, his response had nothing to do which what Junior had asked.

     " Get started?"

     The crowd, which and somehow overheard, cheered.

     Blitz and Junior both headed to their forges, our team a lot more tired than Juniors. Blitz was obviously tired, as was Hearth after he'd cast some sort of magic that drained his energy. Sam still had not returned, and Magnus and I were just standing around trying to stop any sort of sabotage, which was somehow the most entertaining part of the Making. Any time Magnus or I stopped a weapon some dwarf had flung into the arena from reaching Blitzen, the crowd would applaud for a moment before going back to kind of watching Blitz and Junior work.

     I supposed that our team was at least more entertaining to watch than Juniors, considering that while Junior just worked away without a problem, Blitz cried and fumbled around with his tools, Hearth looked completely exhausted, Magnus looked surprised any time he managed to block a weapon, and I went between sitting on the ground, reading through one of the books I'd got in Valhalla, and standing up every once and a while to knock a weapon out of the sky.

    Eventually, after hours of work, Nabbi called across the square.

     " Ten minutes until mid-morning break!"

     Suddenly, as Junior was just finishing up his first invention, something exciting, and helpful to us, happened. Just as the old dwarf was about to strike the invention with his hammer, he screamed as something happened that we couldn't see, and accidentally crushed the cylinder he'd been working on.

    The bodyguards and Junior had a conversation that involved a lot of yelling, loud enough for me to understand that some sort of bug had bitten him.

    " Time!" Nabbi yelled.

    Magnus and I joined up with Blitz and Hearth again.

    " How're you doing Champ?"

    " Horrible. I made a duck."

     " Yeah... It's a really nice duck," my brother said." That's the bill, right? And those are the wings?"

     Ducks. Hearth signed. Always Ducks.

     " I'm sorry! When I'm stressed, I default to waterfowl, I don't know why."

     " No worries, Junior had a setback. His first project is pretty much ruined."

    Blitzen didn't look cheered up." It doesn't matter, Junior's first item is always his warm-up. He's got two more chances to destroy me."

     " Hey, none of that."

     " Blitz, this is our chance to calm down, take a break," I grabbed some peanut butter and crackers." It won't help for you to be pessimistic the entire time."

     " I never wanted this," Blitzen muttered, taking a sip of water." Crafting contests, magic items. All I ever wanted was to design quality clothing and sell it at reasonable prices in my own store."