Maintenance on his machine was done and everything was quiet, which meant that Deadline had a bit of free time.
The last time he'd had a decent amount of free time, he'd organized his yarn stash and dug around with his half-finished projects. He'd found three halves of scarfs and a lone mitten and quite a few blanket squares...
He wasn't going to work on any of those. Instead he was going to see about a hat, because he didn't have a hat on the go.
Space was a little chilly sometimes, anyway.
Deadline smiled. It was going to be green.