Quick little omake of an omake, or omake^2 :)

"I've got a report here from Clockblocker, about the Ward's iWorld," Amy said, reading the screen. "Apparently he's been having problems with the door opening upside down. The last time he opened it, about half a beach worth of sand fell out and Director Piggot made him shovel it all back inside by himself. He's not happy."

"I imagine the other Wards are, though," Taylor snickered, coming over to read the report email. "Wow. Has he been taking lessons from Skidmark? Or maybe you?"

"Is that even physically possible?" the Varga asked, cocking his head as he also read the somewhat profane description an apparently irked Clockblocker had filed with his standard beta test bug report. "Even I'd have trouble..."

"Poor guy." Amy was, despite her sympathy, grinning widely. "What do we tell him?"

"He was holding it wrong. You have to be very careful to use the correct grip when operating your iWorld," Taylor said firmly. Both her demon and her best friend looked dubiously at her.

"You really want to go with that?" the healer asked.

"Yep."

"OK." Amy sighed a little, but quickly typed a reply and sent it. "Moving on... This one is from Max Anders. He's very happy with his iWorld, on balance, but he said the upgrade from the iWorld 1 to the iWorld 2 removed some functionality he enjoyed, specifically the automatic snow generation. He has to buy a pair of snow creators now, which he says run out of power at the worst moment possible. I told you that was going to be a problem."

"Hey, we at least we had the courage to take that move," Taylor exclaimed indignantly. "Not many companies would. If we want to make this a viable revenue stream, we have to differentiate our products, and an iWorld with an infinite amount of snow is never going to allow us to sell upgrades."

"True. Still seems a little harsh, though."

"Meh, he'll get used to it. If not, with iWorld 3 we can put the snow generation back in. We'll have to think of what to remove instead."

"Gravity?"

"That might work."

"OK. You're nuts, but OK." Amy typed some more. "Done. Next one is Director Piggot. She's a little miffed that we included a free FamTech™ MegaFauna2® package with her last upgrade. She says it's taking up half the space, she doesn't want it, and one of the bigger animals stepped on her house."

"It was free! We gave them to everyone when we upgraded them. Except Max, his iWorld was too cold."

"She still doesn't want it. We'd better do something to sort that out. I'll schedule a service call."

"Oh, all right. God, some people just don't realize all the things we do for them. We're giving them not only a lifestyle but somewhere they can live it, but do they appreciate us?" Taylor slumped in a chair and crossed her arms, looking annoyed.

"Why don't you go and work on that tiny wrist-mounted iWorld you were talking about while I finish this," Amy suggested. Taylor brightened up, nodding.

"Yeah, not a bad idea. That one will revolutionize the entire custom world market. Everyone will want one." She hopped up and headed for the other end of the workshop, the Varga going with her. Amy watched them, shook her head a little, and went back to work.