Lighting Fixture, by Pommie Tappet, Ph.D. (Pommie)
During the Second War, the Alliance of Lordaeron faced the Old Horde in a great conflict that wracked the Eastern Kingdoms.
The high elves of Quel'thalas; the humans of Lordaeron, Stromgarde, Kul Tiras, Gilenas, and Alterac; the Knights of the Silver Hand; the mages of Dalaran; the Bronzebeard and Wildhammer dwarves; and even the gnomes of Gnomeregan all lent their hands.
As the Old Horde surged northward, the dwarves and gnomes were outnumbered and forced to seal themselves up in Ironforge. But that doesn't mean they stopped fighting! Far from it: they continued to provide air support.
And during these bombing runs a dwarven commander devised an idea. She wondered, "What if the gnome engineers could design a doomsday bomb? Something that could be dropped from the air that would wipe out thousands of orcs all at once?"
She recruited two of the brightest gnomish engineers trapped in Ironforge: Finabus Grindstrip and Julifizzle Mekkabus.
She put them to work in the lab. They'd toil night and day, given all the coffee they could drink, all the resources they could requisition, all the lab equipment they could use, until the weapon was ready.
Unfortunately, the resources in Ironforge weren't quite up to the sophistication that the engineers had access to back in Gnomeregan. Days passed as prototype after prototype failed to provide the destructive power needed.
Finabus whispered to Julifizzle, "This is just not going to work. We can't make a weapon of mass destruction given what we have access to."
Julifizzle whispered back, "We've got to keep trying! We're under siege and the entire continent is at war!"
Finabus hissed, "Look, I've got to get out of here. I'm going crazy from lack of sleep!"
Finabus jumped up on the lab bench, piled a stack of reference manuals, then added a stool on top of that. He climbed atop, grabbed onto a pipe, and hung from his feet upside-down.
The dwarven officer came in to check on progress and saw Finabus Grindstrip hanging inverted from ceiling and yelled, "What in the Great Forge is going on in here?"
Finabus smiled and answered, "I'm a gnomotronic lighting fixture!"
The officer shook her head and said, "Och, this is no good, you've lost yer mind. Go to the barracks and rest."
And so Finabus Grindstrip jumped down and toddled off to the barracks.
Julifizzle Mekkabus then stood up, and headed for the door herself when the officer said, "And where do ya think YER going?"
And Julifizzle answered, "Well I certainly can't work in the dark!" And so she toddled off to the barracks as well.
They never did develop a doomsday weapon, but—as you know—we won the Second War anyway. And Grindstrip and Mekkabus got plenty of sleep.