I saw the Breaker stumble around, mumbling something about a toad. While it looked like he was quickly coming to his senses, I looked over towards the Repairman, who was reforming himself back into a weasel shape after being squished, and the boys.

“We gotta jump him! While he’s still in la la land!”

We all pinned him down, with the Repairman still primping himself as he wheeled himself towards us like nothing mattered but his wig.

“All right,” I crowed triumphantly, “we got you! And we got some questions for ya!”

“Boss…..,” said Wheezy, uncertainly, “This guy is lazier than anyone I’ve ever known. Do you think that he’d even be capable of breaking walls, let alone thinking of ways to sabotage the Repairman?”

-Smartass

Yes, he was shifting back into a weasel form, but one that more resembled his self-sculpting. At least his wig was still on over the light. Though, there was somehow less heart put into his preening…

“Ha ha, yeah!” he said, enthusiastically, “You’s in big trouble, unless ya tell us–”

He was interrupted by Wheezy, whom he glared at. He shook his head; he knew the answer to that question. Though why would such a lazy blob try to sabotage him…?

The Breaker, meanwhile, looked at Wheezy as if he had grown two extra heads.

“Dude,” he exclaimed, holding up the broken hammer. Even when practically snapped in two, it was impressive. “Did you not see the huge mallet?! I would hope I can break the Fourth Wall, and maybe the first three too! Heck, you shoulda seen the job I did the other day, in your ToonTown. I bet everyone knows my name there! Gotta lotta cash doing that, too.”

The Repairman, meanwhile, found his form slowly melting back into the normal blobbish shape. He tried to keep it weasel-like, but it just wasn’t going to stay. Not after a fall like that.

“Hey boss,” he whispered, frantically trying to get the pink one’s attention by tapping him on the shoulder. Luckily, the breaker wasn’t looking in that direction.