MYO-4846: Maxwell

In light of recent events, The Burrowgatory Hospital’s blood inventory has been wiped clean. Leaving its higher-ups no choice but to conduct an Emergency Blood Drive.    The surroundings of the hospital were relatively crowded for the most part. Undergoing a blood drive was no sweat for most buns, the same cannot be said for those who are simply afraid of needles or because they would simply need to rest, not being able to on with their regular lives for a while.  ...

Under the white columns of the Heavenly embassy, between equally white walls, a long explanation swiftly turned into an even longer lecture that echoed. It was enough to make Maxwell stare blankly at the cherubun in front of her.   It was only when Primrose took a moment to breathe, his mouth shut, that Maxwell took that moment to interject. She spoke loudly, trying to go for confidence, “So I just drop off ...

Reflected light twinkled its way through the embassy greenhouse’s windows, shining rainbow prisms over the green grass and the lush flower beds. Maxwell had no doubt her newest creation would shine with the same radiance if she could quickly haul its metallic form up to the building from her truck.   Although she wasn’t here to consider how beautiful someone would find the gardens or if her robot would be ...

With her fingers caked in a fine line of dirt and the lingering scent of burnt rubber from tire treads, Maxwell finally set down her trowel. She stood up, her knees aching as she gave a pitying look to her failed robots.   With luck, she could return home and rework the code, maybe adjust how close the sensors needed to be for the gardening robots to function. She would also need to change their prerogative, t...