Margery was a good dwarf. She was always prepared for everything...except for when she wasn't.

Margery had made a name for herself as your average A-B sometimes C in a math class student at her tiny Rodgefester College (yes, even dwarves can attend college) and because she spent far too long as a dwarf scout in the days of her youth, Margery was determined to "always be prepared!"

The only issue is that Margery was not very organized, and what's worse is that when she would try to get her life into an organized manner, she always seemed to get herself into more trouble. Her agendas never matched up no matter how many times she checked them for accuracy, and honestly her mind just isn't what it used to be.

But this year was going to be different. This year Margery was going to be the adult dwarf she knew she could be! She held a steady job as the only dwarf bartender (which many, including Margery, thought could not be done), she was a full-time student at Rodgefester, and like usual Margery signed up for 1000 other things because she said and I quote "ah, I have time!" And so Margery began her journey through her final, most adult year at Rodgefester.

This is when things started to go down hill. With all of her classes, Margery also liked to be a part of every other extracurricular activity she could find. She loved music and pretending to be other people, so naturally she was a part of Rodgefester's theatre and music department.

Margery didn't make all of these decisions on her own however. Margery had many advisors and friends who said "Dearest Margery, perhaps you should take a light semester! You only need a few credits!" To which Margery eagerly replied "ok I will take 18 credits, go to work, and still have time to be friends with everyone in the world!" Her advisors would stand up wailing "No Margery! Not again!" But she was already gone, fully ready to take on the world with literally no preparation whatsoever.

And so she walked into her first week of classes and continued to tell everyone yes for everything she was involved in, writing everything diligently in her planner, while also apparently not paying any attention to what she had already written.

Margery had made many errors within one week of starting school. She forgot her school schedule when handing it in to her work, and she planned a vacation over one of her project presentation dates! When she realized these errors, Margery tried to save face by writing letters to all she had affected with her mistakes.

Margery was both afraid that she would lose her job, and relieved that she might not have to work anymore. But she needed the money to pay for private lessons. While she sat waiting for a response, her mother flew in through the window. Margery sat unsurprised, as she knew this would happen sooner or later.

"Margery, how many times have I told you that you don't have to do everything alone?" Margery sighed and rolled her eyes. "Mother, I am trying to be an adult. I am fine, I can do this." Her mother took a step back. "Of course you can. I never said that you couldn't. But you have years to stand on your own. Right now you need to take advantage of the help that you have close to you."

And without another word she flew out the window, not giving Margery the chance to say something stupid. Before she could compose herself, her fairy professor and her fairy boss burst through the door with their replies. "We are absolutely willing to work with your schedule Margery, just be more careful next time." They said in perfect unison, and then they marched back out of the door.

Margery lay down on her floor and thought about the lessons she had learned today. Sometimes you don't have to do everything, but when you choose to do everything, it is ok to ask for help. She fell asleep there with that thought in mind before she woke in an hour in a mad rush to finish drawing a sphere for her drawing class.

The End.

*The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this publication are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.