The blue Pegasus walked around the shop performing multiple tasks at any given second. At 1 turn, he was putting new wood into his metal kiln, bottling freshly purified sap, putting freshly made cupcakes into his oven, and hanging new leather up on the wall. at another turn, he would get a log ready to be turned into a plaque, get his stool ready to slide around everywhere, and get belts ready to be fixed. After he finally finished all his tasks, the young pony walked out his front door and looked around from left to right as his eyes fixed on his shops sign "dressage of all trades". He breathed in the fresh air and exhaled, Tim to open up shop. He said to himself in a gruff normal voice. The pony knew that once he opened up shop, he would soon get consumer's flooding in as his shop has drawn quite the tourist attraction. The pony walked back inside, flipped his sign to open, walked behind the counter, locked it behind him and started his iron works fan. The shop was an unusual one in the fact that it had so many different things to do inside but 1 pony to do it all. Many have asked to help him but all the times they would ask, he would say in a sharp bark "no". No one knew why but after asking, no one would question. Though he had a lot to do, he dint seemed bothered by all he had to do.