The Repairman looked at the Link ghosts with a somewhat thoughtful expression. How was he gonna do this…?
Suddenly, he turned towards his bowl and started to rapidly eat generic taffies, public domain chocolate bars, and copyright-free lollipops. He kept his back turned as he did so (he knew, when he chose to have a mouth, it wasn’t always the prettiest).
He quickly pulled a vacuum cleaner from his hammerspace and sucked up the ghosts of the candies as they were leaving.
“Here you go,” he finally said, detaching the bag and giving it to the group, “Don’t worry; it’s clean! Have a happy Halloween!”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 