Clank rolls down the quiet street. His roller bumps—then drops. The road is gone.
A dark hole gapes in the asphalt. Clank reverses. He honks once.
Clank dumps a pile of gravel into the hole. It sinks. He dumps more.
It sinks again. The hole swallows every scoop. Clank's roller spins in place.
Scoot rumbles up from the worksite. 'What's wrong?' Clank points.
Scoot digs a trench beside the hole. 'Fill it here,' he says.
Clank pushes gravel into the trench. It stays. But the hole is still too deep.
Clank and Scoot work together. Scoot digs. Clank fills. The hole shrinks.
Scoot levels. Clank rolls. The sky turns pink. A car horn blares.
The last patch is smooth and flat. A bicycle bell rings.
The first car rolls over safely. Clank and Scoot park side by side.
Their rollers gleam in the morning light.