Simple Farmhands
The huge combine harvester that was under repairs had been partially disassembled, and some of its pieces were strewn about all around it. Some were put up on shelves where they were catalogued. Others were disassembled further and cleaned thoroughly.
A temporary canopy had been erected above the whole thing, to keep it somewhat sheltered from the sun and weather.
Its fabric roof flapped lightly in the wind.
All around the harvester itself were a number of farmhands and mechanics, all of whom were busy making adjustments, repairing, and cleaning the giant machine. A few climbed up on the monstrosity itself, and worked on its many parts while suspended in the air via hovering harnesses.
Among them was Miko, who hovered around the harvester via one of her cottonball drones. She waved her baton at the huge machine, and downloaded its operator’s manual straight to her brain.