He would have to remember that. Maybe not cement and staples, but rocksneeded to go into Fourth Wall cracks.
Immediately, he realized the problem with this and shook his head. Nah, that would make things worse.
“Um,” he started, considering the options. Definitely not the underwater temple (not with an inky body)…Oh, gosh, several neat-sounding options. But did Sparky say…
“…New kid?” he asked. “You mean, a new hero?”
It would actually be kinda nice to see the new guy. Besides, it might help if the “flesh-and-blood” incarnation knew about the Wall, too…
“Yeah, the new kid’s the next Hero! He’s actually the reason we’re all haunting the mortal plane right now… we’re supposed to help him later. Apparently he’s going to try to break the curse that’s been causing Ganon and Vaati and all those crazies to try to take over the world!”
Sparky puts a hand on Green’s shoulder, trying to get the energetic Hero to calm down a bit.
“When he finds out about the curse, that is. Don’t forget he’s not supposed to see us yet!” Turning to the Repairman he clarifies “He hasn’t exactly had his ‘calling’ yet, so if you want to get technical he’s not the Hero yet. He could still say no, but we’re sort of chosen based on the fact that we wouldn’t, so, you know. He’s the new Hero.”
Sparky leads them to the nearest train depot, showing the Repairman a spot on a train heading for Whittleton where they can all hitch a ride without falling off. They could walk, but it was sort of far and he didn’t know how fast the ink blot could move. That and he just really liked being on a train.
Nearly an hour later the train pulled into Whittleton, and the group disembarked and the Heroes started looking for their charge. A brief glance at the time told them that he ought to still be at school, so Sparky led them north from the depot. They arrived just after classes let out for the day, but before they could curse their timing Vio recalled that Link usually stayed late on this particular day of the week to walk home with Zelda later. A brief reconnaissance of his usual haunts found him and his best friend in the music building.
As a pretty typecast Toon, the Repairman understood that there wasn’t much point fighting what you were born/made to do.
As they went through the campus, looking for the new Link, he tried to slink closer to the walls, though there was little point (most students seemed too busy leaving to notice anyway).
As they followed the pair (the Repairman could have sworn he should be knowing the woman), he couldn’t help to be in awe at how adorable the two friends were together. These were definitely the stars of the show, so to speak.
And then Link started to play a melody. Toony instincts kicked in, and the Repairman obliviously began bobbing along to the tune [[Link for those that haven’t heard it]]. All the while, he kept watching, wondering where this was going.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 