Dizzy Land

Ponder had been ambling around in the High Energy Magic Building after pushing his students out the door so he could do some nice quiet research. He had fed the mouse in Hex, given the Cabinet of Curiosity a peer inside and a judiciously applied poke, made a few notes, then waited patiently for something on Hex to stop working right in the middle of important thaumatalogical calculations*. Much to his pleasure, it worked perfectly, although this did mean he could call it an evening and relax, perhaps by going over some notes he made on tortoises.

However, upon walking out the building, he realised it should be darker than this in Ankh-Morpork, and there weren’t normally two-dimensional mice on the Disc. After a brief moment of speechlessness, he sighed, “Not another pocket universe. I hope the other end of this one is not the Archchancellor’s bath again, because I don’t think my eyes can take that twice. … Three times.”

*Namely, the direct proportion of money spent on feasts to the money spent on his department.

( He hoped he'd get home in time for dinner, anyway. )

((Ponder Stibbons from Discworld. Have talked to Susan, Granny and the Feegles. XD Also - for sake of having a pb (I like my pictures, sssh), I'm using Colin Meloy as Ponder. If anyone objects, I'll stop, just poke me. He's actually wearing a pointy hat and robes, despite the icons. He's taken from straight after Making Money. Application may contain spoilers if it comes up. Also, as this is my first venture in a proper fandom, and my first crack at Discworld, please tell me off if I'm doing it royally wrong.))