The Second Chapter · 7:39pm Jul 7th, 2019
Knit Wit walked down the streets of Ponyville, ready to start his second day of job hunting. He got a few nasty looks from some ponies, who had heard about how he got fired from his previous job, but he didn’t notice. After about an hour of wandering through town, he stumbled upon another ‘Help Wanted’ sign. This one was in front of ‘Quills and Sofas’. Knit Wit walked into the store and saw a periwinkle pony with grey hair selling a sofa to someone.
“Thank you for your patronage, ma’am. It was a pleasure doing business with you.” The unicorn levitated the sofa out of the store and walked over to Knit Wit. “How do you do, sir? Would you like to buy a sofa or a quill?”
“Do you sell jobs here?” Knit Wit asked.
“Huh?”
“I’m here for a job. Do you guys sell jobs here?”
The unicorn laughed for a while following that statement. “Such a kidder. Do you mind me asking what your cutie mark symbols?” She motioned to the black question mark on the stallion’s flank.
“My flank couldn’t decide which cutie mark it wanted, so it decided to be a question mark.”
“Erm, okay. I guess you’re hired then. Can you watch the store for 30 minutes while I go get some more quills from the next town over?”
“Yes, Ma’am! I promise I won’t let you down!”
“Great. Here’s a list stating what each sofa costs. Quills are 5 bits each, no exceptions. Don’t screw this up!” The mare said sternly as she walked out the door.
Just as the periwinkle mare left, another pony with a blue coat walked in. Knit Wit tried to remember what that mare had said to him when he had walked in. “Hello! Would you like to buy a sill or a quofa?”
“I’m here to buy a sofa,” the pony said with a confused look on her face. “What are some of your recommendations?”
“I don’t know, I started working here 65 seconds ago. They all look really neat to me.”
The mare motioned towards a burgundy-colored sofa on the far end of the store. “What about that one? It would go magnificently with my rug!” She looked at the tag describing the features of the sofa. “It says it was hoofmade from the finest velvet known to ponykind. This sounds perfect! How much does it cost?”
Knit Wit looked at the list the periwinkle mare had given him.
Hoofmade Velvet Sofa: 3k bits.
“3k? What does that mean?”
The wait will be over in 1 week. 
Uh, oh! This has trouble written all over it!
Somewhere out there is an asylum missing this guy.