Here is a silly little drabble inspired by a metaphor in a post by confusedkayt. 100 words, of course, rating G, fandom not one of my usual...
Michelangelo surveyed his statue of David and he saw that it was good. A slight imperfection caught his eye. He poised his chisel, aimed the hammer, and struck.
The marble cracked. Michelangelo watched with horror as the whole of David’s left ass cheek separated from the statue, plummeted to the ground, and shattered.
He clenched his fists and raised his eyes to the heavens. “Oh, no,” he cried. “It’s ruined.”
A hand grasped his shoulder and gave it a comforting squeeze. “It’s not the end of the world,” said Leonardo. “Chill out, dude. Donatello’s brought pizza.”
“Cool,” said Michelangelo. “Cowabunga!”