fandomtownies | The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Thor owed Don a tremendous apology of some sort for making his first day of classes yesterday so...unbelievably difficult. He did know that. He would have hoped that his being a pony today, and having to tend bar with hooves, would have gone a great way in hilarity toward paying his debt, but unfortunately, Don was also a pony. In the void. Where the novelty of his form seemed to have drawn the attention of the void beasts that had long since stopped paying attention to him in his normal form.

"Are you well?" he checked in as he tried to figure out how to handle bottles with his hooves.

For now, was all Don said, which was rather less information than Thor would have liked.

A massive apology. Flowers were not going to cut it.

(Open bar is open!)