Approved: Here
Mission Name: I got a jar of dirt
Mission Type: Solo-Mission
Mission Rank: E-Rank
Objective: Help clean out a rather large and expensive vase that has been filled with sand.
Truth be told he had paid absolutely zero attention to the elderly man who was still talking about the importance of the vase as his eyes had been focused on one thing, the general size of the object. He occasionally held his arms out wide to try and mentally gauge the size but found that it would most likely take two of him with arms stretched out to equal the width of the item while having two more copies standing on top of his head to equal the height. If he knew how to whistle it would have been now that such a skill would come into usage and it was only when the man asked with a cough if he had any questions did Mun snap back into reality. His head was scratched for a moment before he pointed at the vase and with a dumbfounded look asked rather bluntly..
"How do I get up there...and where do I put all that sand?"
The old man for a moment stared wide-eyed as if he could not believe that the child did not listen to a word he had said. Mun's blacked out eyes watched as the elderly man pointed just to the right of the vase where both a ladder and a few empty body sized bags lay which prompted the child to simply mouth "oooooooh". The man would leave after Mun had began to climb up the ladder and it was only when he got to the top did he realize that the entire thing was filled with sand.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat....no fair"
Grumbling the child set to work, the time he spent lost to the ages but it was not much as he found out that although the vase was large it wasn't completely hollow. The child about an hour in would have a blank stair as he hit a bottom at the top and scratch his head confusingly before shrugging. Maybe he would have known this if he was paying attention but with his job done he simply would walk away from the vase to find the man. Left behind were quite a few sacks however one was missing and as the boy waddled out he rubbed his stomach satisfactory....
Who said all the sand had to be put in a bag in the first place....yum.
[WC: 383]
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