Jingletooth eyed him oddly as she spoke. “Spackledorf NEVER comes with me anywhere!” she complained. “But SOMEONE has to keep the house from BURNING!”

“Please to be keeping your voices down,” whispered Bowyetta. “we are approaching a more dangerous area.”

Bowyetta wasn’t kidding before. The next room was slightly hotter than the the last. Bonkakira was quick to complain about it. “Bonkakira doesn’t do so well with heat.”

Bowyetta was too busy staring at something to comment. The walls in this room were lined with rows of mechanical monstrosities, some of them resembling Bowyetta herself, complete with a wide, sharp-toothed mouth. However, none of them looked exactly like Bowyetta, in fact they were even more unsettling than she was. Bowyetta’s “lip” twitched slightly. “Prefect they are being,” was the only thing she could say.

As she stared, she began to get an idea. “Bowyetta is wondering how well they are burning…” She broke into another of her smiles, but this one wasn’t cheerful or friendly. She knew that she shouldn’t be doing this, but now that she was no longer bound by Smithy’s rules she didn’t exactly care either. Not to mention, she was still a Bowyer, and she had quite a strong instinct for causing destruction.

However, her thoughts were interrupted by Beepsumu. “Ack! Someone’s coming! We have to hide!”

The fact that they were now in a castle somehow made Jingletooth’s inflections less strange. The Repairman nodded. At least the house would…hopefully be in one piece as they got back.

A small amount of mist slowly rose off of the Repairman as they entered the next room. He couldn’t see what Bonkakira was complaining about; this was nice, relaxing, cleansing…

Distracting was what it was, he thought as he mentally shook himself. Almost as distracting as Bowyetta right now…

He thought it best to step back a bit as he heard her remarks about these other…metal…plant…things. Wouldn’t want to be collateral damage, and he doubted he could stop her right now anyway.

Especially since someone was coming.

Looking around, he found an empty space in the line of creatures on the wall and went to it. He struck a hieroglyphic pose, and effectively froze.

Well, his siren light was still blinking. But hopefully, whoever was coming wasn’t paying much attention…