The small Toon girl nodded in response, letting out another small giggle. She certainly could see how, even as an inky blob whose purpose was to maintain the Fourth Wall, he was still very much a Toon.
“I understand. And an adventure does sound fun. Maybe I’ll have the guts to do it one day…just not today.” She shook her head a bit before continuing. “Besides that, usually I’m genre savvy enough to understand the basics of what would most likely happen. But…you know. Can’t get ‘em right all the time, right?”
“True,” agreed the splotch, getting up. “Hang on a sec, this is bothering me.”
He moved towards the center of the room, brandishing a trowel. He dipped it into a seemingly empty bucket, and then waved the tool in the air for a minute.
“Sorry ‘bout that. That was my fault, so it was even more irritating for me to see it.”
He picked up the bottle again.
“Do you happen to know where the nearest bottomless pit is?”
She frowned a little bit as she crossed her arms. “I’m sorry, Mr. Repairman. I don’t think there’s a bottomless pit anywhere near where I live. Might wanna Google it or something…” she suggested.
“All right. Thanks anyway”
The Repairman carelessly put the bottle away in his hammerspace and turned to Shinko.
“I’ll probably be able to find Toon Town again, and then I won’t have any trouble finding an abyss. Thanks for your help.”
He was turning towards the door when he realized something.
“By the way, how’s that cookie dough turning out?”
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