Curiosity replaced Galanthus’ grumpiness as he watched the Repairman’s body shift and teeter over to a spot near his flowers. He watched as the other fell over and splattered. Once the Repairman literally pulled himself together, Galanthus burst out laughing. He certainly hadn’t been expecting that! His altitude even dropped from laughing so hard. It would be a few seconds before Galanthus got himself under control.

Somehow, though the moment was still slightly embarrassing, the Repairman found something felt right about all this.

He beamed for a couple of seconds, but quickly shook himself out of it. He still had a job to do, after all, and he needed to recover from that blooper. He didn’t bother to shift as he approached the crack. He tossed the hammer and nail aside and pulled out his trowel, which already had a generous amount of wet cement on it.

He reached over to the crack and quickly sealed it. There. No damage…

Until the large smear began to drip. Towards the flowers.

“Whoa!” he exclaimed, before reaching out to catch the cement. He didn’t realize the problem with this until there was too much on his hands to move safely.

“Erm…” he said, sheepishly turning his eyes towards the fairy. “…Any ideas?”