Dots Starter Prompts

"Yo! You the help I called in? Don't just stand there, grab a hammer and help me make these fresh new weapons!" Atlas' voice took Dots off guard at first, and Dots' first reaction was to, of course, freeze. After a moment it hit him what Atlas had said -- Dots didn't even have time to object, he wasn't the one who had been called in to help, he was just passing through. Alas, Dots felt like perhaps he shouldn't anger the plushpet with a sword. So, without further hesitation, Dots did as he was told, ran over to a hammer, and grabbed it up with his tail.

It was a hectic, fast moving workplace, but Dots was able to get the hang of it fairly quickly. Though, he was nervous around the forge itself -- something about fire just made Dots feel cold, no matter how ironic that was. Thankfully, the handling the forge itself was mostly Atlas' job -- nobody wants a sword that's only somewhat sharp after all.

Once Dots was able to rest, he watched Atlas closely. Part of Dots thought now would be a good time to tell Atlas that he had the wrong plush, but at the same time... Dots had to admit he kind of liked working this kind of job, and he especially liked being able to help. Dots jumped a little once Atlas talked to him again, but he didn't have a chance to hear what he said -- because the help Atlas had actually called had just walked in, sweating and stammering a hello, and apologies for being late.

Dots was paid for his help, and told that next time, next time Atlas hoped that he would be the help called in.

Dots felt a little swell of pride at that, and found himself trotting as he walked back home.