[Pre-saken, and buildershed; you can be anyone here!!!]

Shedletsky and Builderman were seated at a table. Shedletsky was eating some fried chicken as per usual. He was talking about some random new coding he did for his sword fighting game; Builderman just listened with only some interest. Builderman was busy working on a small console, trying to fix it after one of the fellow admins broke it in rage.

1x suddenly ran up to them; innocent in their state. They tugged on Shedletskys arm, trying to get his attention.

“Mister shed! Mister shed!” 1x called over Shedletskys talking, holding their wooden sword they made and would always carry around.