Bowyetta looked worried again. “Bowyetta is unsure. But, we are nearly getting there. We are only having to walking a little further bit. But… We are having to be getting past them…”
Bowyetta pointed out five figures near the entrance of the castle. They were more brightly colored than the rest of the world around them, and were carrying what looked to be small axes.
Bowyetta now began to speak in a whisper. “Please to be keeping your voices downed. Those are being the Axem Rangers. At least, Bowyetta is thinking they are. There are being hundreds of us, so Bowyetta is uncertain if it is really being them. But, Bowyetta is remembering they were being much incompetent…”
Axem Yellow spoke up. “Hey, Red… How long do we have to stand here?”
“What does it matter?” Red replied. “This is our punishment for what happened in the volcano! If it wasn’t for you DIMWITS, we would’ve gotten away!”
Axem Green sniffled a bit. “But, we’ve been standing out here for hours now, and I think I’ve got a cold…”
“You can’t even GET a cold! You’re made of metal!”
Then it was Axem Pink’s turn to speak. “Just because we can’t get sick doesn’t mean we can’t rust! I think I’m starting to get rusty!”
Red’s irritation was growing. “Would you all just stop complaining?”
“W-whoa, calm down, Red,” Green said, “Y-you look like your head’s about to explode! He really does look like a volcano…”
Red finally snapped at them. “SHUT UP ALREADY!! Someone could’ve gotten in in the time you spent whining! We’ve gonna get chewed out if something happens, so get back to your posts! And don’t say another word!”
Beepsumu turned back to the group. “Well, everyone?” she whispered. “Got any ideas on how we can get by them?”
The Repairman watched the Axems bicker amongst themselves. He’d seen these kinds of henchmen (and henchwoman) before. Bumbling and pretty easy to trick, which made them entertaining to the other side.
He dug through his recently-limited hammerspace and pulled out his paddleball. He sighed; it wasn’t much, but he would have to hope he could convince them…
“I think I could do something,” he whispered to everyone else. “Just follow my lead.”
He began sauntering up to the entrance.
“I’m glad we found the thing Smithy was looking for…!” he loudly exclaimed, obviously acting. He began waving the paddleball around. “I bet he’ll be so pleased to know that we found this, right?”