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☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them

As soon as thunder started rumbling, Wakko just dropped. He just hunkered down in the middle of the studio parking lot, completely forgetting he was trying to evade the Repairman in the first place. He squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his hat over his ears, trying to block out the sounds.

“C’mon, I just want to explain–”

BOOM!

The Repairman jumped back, looking up. All of a sudden, there was a thunderstorm above them. Already, the inkblot was beginning to lose his shape in the rain. Quickly pulling an umbrella above him, he continued in the direction he saw the red-nosed (…Dog? Critter?) Toon go.

Turning a corner, the Repairman stopped when he saw the blue-shirted kid in the parking lot. Why was he stopping now?

As he got closer, the inkblot saw that the Warner was… scared? Huh.

He moved up closer to the boy, and as he did so, he looked around for some kind of quick shelter.

“Um,” he ventured. This was not his department, and he hoped that didn’t show.

“Erm,” he tried again, softly, “hey, want to find a roof to sit under?”