The dog arrow quickly produced an umbrella from Bowyetta’s hair. “Um, this is all she has,” it said, handing the umbrella to the Repairman. “Sorry, it’s kind of big, it’s more sized for Bowyetta, but…”

Bowyetta made a face. “Bowyetta is disliking being in rain, but you are needing it more than she is… The castle is being much closer than it is looking. But please take caution not to be falling. The ground is very much slippery here. And…” She stopped herself there.

“And what?” asked Beepsumu.

“Bowyetta is not being the only one of her kind,” Bowyetta replied. “There are being many others, Bowyetta is unsure how many. But, we must take much care to making sure we are not spotted.” As she spoke, she pointed out the various conveyors and machinery scattered around. “They are coming from the factory at all timings. Please be letting us to hurry.”

“T-thank you,” the Repairman said, grateful to have some relief. Not having water pounding on to him had a profound effect. While still not comfortable, he wasn’t melting nearly as fast as before, and could stand upright far more easily.

“Don’t worry,” he assured Bowyetta, “I can’t exactly trip.”

He began moving towards the castle again, but stopped. The umbrella was a little big, and the others did need to get out of the rain too (if only so their disguises would stay put)…

He handed it to Bowyetta, making sure to stay as close to her as possible while doing so. He didn’t need to get into the rain again.

“How many of us do you think would fit under this umbrella?” he asked, hastily. “Hurrying’s important, but your paint’s still gonna fall off…”