Fic bit?

Not even sure if this qualifies as a fic bit. But if I don't write it down now, I will forget. This way, someone else might be able to giggle along with the silliness. Maybe one day it will turn into a full one-shot. Maybe.

Gym Gold, owner of Gold's Gymnasium, tried not to stare the pony lying on the bench press under the barbell. The poor stallion looked like he had been there a while. Gym shifted awkwardly as he watched the gym's main trainer, Sawbones, look over the trapped stallion. "Well, what's the verdict, 'Bones?
Sawbones sighed and shook his head. "Sorry to ruin your tiny shred hope. He's dead, Gym."

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[Georg]

Ba-dump dump, tish!