“Oh~! Please excuse us, Mr. Sir~! We’re sort of stuck together right now~”

After a bit of waggling, the dog-arrows had gotten themselves free, and were now hovering about the house. Beepsumu was working on repairing Bowyetta, when the dog arrow spoke up once more. “Excuse me, Mr. Sir~? Bowyetta says she would like to speak to you~”

“All right,” he said. “Just let me get up…”

After a moment or two (and some grunting), he pulled himself up to his normal shape and size. After a sigh in satisfaction, he went over to Beepsumu and Bowyetta.

He moved to sit next to the broken Bowyer.

“What do you need?” he asked, plainly. It didn’t seem there was much else for him to say, really.