“It’d be a real nice change from here, haha. I’ve been a lot of places here and I like how quiet Donald’s Dreamland is. Once I fell asleep there and missed an entire day. I didn’t even notice… Until I realized I changed back a full 24 hours earlier.”

He laughed.

The Repairman couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit with the VP. That was an odd scenario overall; who wouldn’t get a bit of a laugh out of it?

Still, he didn’t think he could do that, even if he turned into a rabbit. He had a job to do.

Speaking of which…

He pulled a toolbox from behind his back. Opening it, he picked up a roll of duct tape, applying it liberally to the cracks in this area.

With that out of the way, he turned back to the VP.

“I don’t know why,” he explained apologetically, “but I’ve been getting sidetracked a lot lately…”

He rubbed his hand behind his head.

“So… is Donald’s Dreamland just a place here, or…?”