“ …No, I. I don’t. And I’m keepin’ a safe distance from that blue pipsqueak, ‘cause I’m really not in the mood to get busted up again. ”

Scratch shifted his attention to Doris for a brief moment.

“ Er. I think I’ll pass on bein’ a wakeup call. ” 

He watched the glue can be tossed, but he never actually saw where it went, or what it did. 

“ Though, I’ve heard he and Tails have gotten a little older. Geez, maybe they don’t even remember me. Wouldn’t that be somethin’! ”

“Alright,” replied Doris, “Just come by if ya need anythin’.”

She held out a business card with her second hand.

“Makes sense,” the Repairman nodded. Sonic might not have known that this was an ex-Badnik.

The chicken’s speculation gave the Repairman some pause for thought. Scratch, at least, had had his showtime, and probably left at least some impression to an audience, not to mention his world.

The Repairman, however… True, he ran a blog these days, but he never had a proper show, or an identity outside Fourth Wall repairing...

He mentally shook himself. He shouldn’t think like that.

Hoping none of that showed on him, he laughed half-heartedly, saying “Yeah, it would. Might not even need to worry about him.”