Beepsumu pulled Bowyetta and Jingletooth towards the wall, and Bonkakira followed. In the distance, they could hear what sounded like two people laughing and talking very loudly.

“HA! That really DOES look like Smithy!” Said one of the voices.

“Huh. Maybe I’ll grow a beard myself.”

“What, you? You know we can’t do that, right?”

“What are you talking about?”

“WE’RE MADE OF METAL, YOU DOLT!!”

Before the two voices approached, Bowyetta whispered to the group. “Do not be moving at all. Bowyetta is recognizing those voices.”

Two figures approached the group, one red and one blue. They were mechanical just like everyone else in the factory, but rather than being some sort of weapon like the others, they seemed to be made of armor.

The blue was the first to notice the group. “Hey! Turn that light off!”

The two approached the group. “What the heck are THESE things?”

The blue one “shrugged”. “New models, maybe?”

The red one inspected Jingletooth’s face closely. “This one’s kinda ugly. And doesn’t look much good at fighting either.”

The blue one took a look at Beepsumu. “What’s this one supposed to be, a walking TV?” Beepsumu’s frown turned more pointed than before. Of course, her technology was a bit dated, but she wasn’t exactly from this era, and in her time she would’ve been considered superior… She wanted to say something, but saw the look that Bowyetta was giving her.

Speaking of Bowyetta, it was her turn for an inspection. “You! Bowyer!” The red one barked at her. She twitched slightly at his voice, then stepped forward. It had been a long time since she had been spoken to like this… “Come on, we don’t have all day. Show us what you’re made for!”

Bowyetta produced an arrow from her hair and loaded it into her body. As much as she wanted to burn the place down, she also didn’t want to give them away, for fear they would be thrown into the furnace. “Hurry up!” The blue one yelled at her, startling her so much that she fired the arrow off anyway. It did not ignite, but left a very visible blue streak on her body.

The red one sighed. “Well, what are we supposed to do with these things?”

“I have no idea. I think they might be broken.”

While the two armor-suits were debating what to do with the group, the dog-arrow from before spoke up: “Run, my dear Bowyetta~! Run while they’re distracted~! Do not worry about me~!”

“Come on, let’s sneak away while they’re not looking at us,” Beepsumu whispered to the group.

As soon as he was called out, the Repairman grunted, trying to cover the light, with little success. Still, they seemed too busy looking at the others to notice. The Repairman found himself so wrapped up in trying to hide his siren light that he completely failed to notice his companions being casually insulted. That is, until one of them shouted for a Bowyer.

He watched as Bowyetta emerged and shot one of her arrows from before. Wait, what was that? “Broken”? “Run”?

Uh oh.

He looked around. It looked like the guards weren’t paying attention, so if he just crept past them and back towards the house…

Still, he worried a bit about the weird arrow thing. He pulled out a piece of flint and threw it the other way, in the hopes that it would distract the guards long enough to help the guy.