Thanks boss. *she smiles* I've got yours in here somewhere. *fishes a parcel out of the pile*

Same here, I hope you like it!

I'll probably stick around for a bit. *nods* But yeah, happy hearthswarming, Spitfire.

*building snowponies in the yard with Tick Ket*

*sneezes!*

*snuggles with Sir Ket*

*carefully hiding an ice cream purchase in her next round of supply requests*

*looks over* Morning, Sir Ket. Ooh, donuts.

*stares at the smashed piano on the runway* How the..?

*turns to her WB Interns* Go grab the sturdiest cart we have. And some weight belts.

Sorry, Ensig- and she's gone. *shakes her head, and gets the piano removal tool ready*

*the cart rolls up and the crew belts up* Alright. One.. two.. THREE! *she and the team HEAVE the piano up and into the cart*

Will do, Captain Spitfire. *she nods and the interns haul the piano cart and tools off to the hanger* We'll need to close the runway to fill this gouge.

*sends the tool back to Sir Ket* Well, we're all done with it.

*drops a pair of completed work orders in Captain Spitfire's inbox, along with a report that, in so many words, says that while they can Identify the piano's make and model, there is nothing identifying where it might have come from*

Delayed. *nods to Captain Spitfire* Seems there was an incident with a piano. You could say it builds character?

From what I understand, this time while the blankets were in transit. *nods*

*spends time with her family. Sir Ket, Rocky Blues, Tick Ket and Starkitty*

*giggles* What did you expect, @mlp_rocky*

*toooooootally snapped a picture of Rocky Blues and Diamond Tiara*