Chapter 18.5: Crosswords and Crossroads
“Eight letter word, woodwind instrument, fourth letter R, last letter T. Hmm…” Donut Joe chewed a little on his pencil. This was a tough crossword. The clues weren’t as specific, but he hadn’t had a crossword beat him yet.
“Morning boss!” Fry walked in. Pale fur, red mane, kinda dumb, but a sweet kid. “Ready for this morning’s delivery.”
“Good news, no delivery today. You can just make donuts.”
“Aw, but I liked talking to the guards! They usually have some funny stories. So I thought we were delivering donuts to them every Tuesday.”
“Oh, that was just for a couple months. Last week was the last week. Thought I told you last week that was the last one. Hey, what’s an eight letter word for woodwind instrument, fourth letter R, last letter T?”
“Uh, I dunno. Um… borriqut?”
“What?! How do you even spell… no, just, forget it. Go start on the bear claws.”
“You got it, boss!” Loyal kid. And to think, everypony thought he’d do nothing but fry hay fries all his life.
“Oh, I got it. Clarinet. That would make twenty-three down… divergence.”