Ergo, the Ogre

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Use your imagination and creativity using one, two or all three words that may or may not be related. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre, though please keep it family friendly.

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Your three words today are:
ASTER
MASTER
PLASTER

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For most of his adult life Sébastien du Plâtres had been a sculptor. His work and his name were known world-wide. He liked to joke that even though he lived in Glastonbury, Connecticut, he fancied himself the Master Plasterer of Paris since he created most of his art with plaster of Paris. Sébastien preferred it because it set quickly, thus allowing him to produce his original ideas faster.

One day he was called upon to create a pair of dentures for a man who had dropped and broken his. Dentures were not in Sébastien’s wheelhouse, but he didn’t want to turn the poor guy away. Besides, if he got good enough at it, maybe he could become even more famous! So, the sculptor agreed.

The following day, the denture-wearer (Barnabas was his name) arrived with a cast of his teeth in hand. He had to purchase it from his dentist and let Sébastien know it. Barnabas was hoping that this Master Plasterer of Paris might go easy on the price.

The two men agreed on a price and Sébastien set to work. He truly had no idea what he was doing so as soon as Barnabas was out of sight, he got his copy of How to Make Anything with Plaster of Paris book from under the bed.

Boy, oh boy, Sébastien sighed as he perused the book. If this turns out right, it’ll be a miracle. He did his best to follow the directions, but he was an artiste, after all, and he couldn’t stop that aspect of himself from shining through. He modified the cast to suit each tooth, which was sculpted/decorated with a tiny aster and a swirl. Then, Sébastien added just a bit of color because, well, he was an artiste! All he had to do now was wait for them to dry. Sébastien was quite pleased with himself.

Barnabas arrived earlier than expected and insisted on installing his dentures.

“But they are not dry!” Sébastien countered, “You must wait!”

But it was too late. Barnabas had grabbed the set of dentures and shoved them in his mouth. Unfortunately, they were too big; just a slight alteration was all that would’ve been necessary. But now they were stuck. Barnabas pulled and pulled, but they wouldn’t let go of his gums.

“That’s because the Plaster of Paris dried,” Sébastien shook his head. “I told you! Why couldn’t you wait?”

Barnabas was unable to speak so his simply shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, all things considered, I don’t feel right charging you.” Barnabas nodded and gave the thumbs up sign.

Eventually Barnabas was able to remove the dentures and went to his dentist to get a pair that fit.

People who saw these new dentures instantly fell in love with them — not to wear, but to collect and display. They did make unique conversation pieces.

Sébastien du Plâtres remained busy (and wealthy) for the rest of his life.