He really ought to repair that shelf…
At least, that’s what he caught himself thinking as he moved the new shipment of flour to rest on the nearby wall. The poor thing had definitely seen better days, hardly able to support the large sacks of raw sugar and ceramic cookie jar resting atop it. It wasn’t in the best of shape when he bought the place a few years back either but he’d be procrastinating on it for as long as he could remember.
However, the bakery wasn’t busy today. Perhaps it was time to give the shelf the care it deserved. He grabbed the nearest step stool and climbed up to figure out the problem.
It was at that moment that the bell signaling of an entering customer rang.
“Oh! Sorry!” He turned around from what he was doing. “Welcome! I’ll be with you in just a minute!”
The Fourth Wall Repairman knew his next job was a small one (comparatively, at least), so as he was passing through Hyrule, he didn’t see the harm in looking around a bit first. Maybe he’d actually learn to read some Hylian.
…so that means “Bakery…” he thought as he smelled the goods from just outside. It actually smelled pretty good. Maybe he’d step in, now that he’d learned his lesson from that bunny guy and carried some Rupees…
He carefully maneuvered his tool cart into the bakery. Wow, all this stuff looked good! He’d have to remember to get his pet Cat Slime something, too. He just hoped there was no “three hundered Rupees for a single cupcake” nonsense.
“Oh, take your time!” he called back cheerfully. “Need a bit to look anyway!”
Wait, that voice sounded oddly familiar…
“Oh wonderful! Take all the time you need!” He cheered back over his shoulder.
They sounded like a new customer for sure, rather than a regular. That was always a nice change of pace. One of the most rewarding parts of his job was turning a fresh face into a regular. It meant he was doing something right.
The shelf was flimsy, supports splitting from their place in the wall. It wouldn’t be long before they gave out if he wasn’t careful. Even the board of it had warped and distorted just slightly with weight. Part of him wanted to take everything down diligently, much like Blue might. However, he had a customer behind him. Perhaps in need of guidence? It was horribly rude to keep them waiting. Distasteful manners.
‘Oh, well…I’m sure it can wait a few minutes. It’s been supporting this stuff for years now.’ He thought to himself as he gingerly stepped down from the stool in the hopes of meeting the new face in town.
“Hello! Sorry about that. How can I help you?” He beamed.
The Repairman thought he heard creaking and snapping from somewhere behind the counter.
Hey, he knew that face! It was one of those Links! Wait, wasn’t he a ghost the last time they met? Boy, these timelines…
He shook himself out of that. Wouldn’t want to keep HIM waiting. Besides, he still had a Wall to fix a few worlds over.
“Um, hi,” the inkblot said, looking at Link with slight concern. “Am I interrupting anything…?”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 