Bowyetta had no idea how she was supposed to work this thing, but she
was at least relieved that she wouldn’t have to use her teeth.
Something told her she could get pretty sick if she swallowed this
stuff…. “Thanking of you muchly, Mr, Sir… Can you be getting the ones on
the left? Bowyetta will be going to the right.”

She said nothing
as she straggled through the shadow’s liquid metal body. She just wanted
this stuff off her as soon as possible, and she didn’t know how to use
this saw… Maybe if she just swung at the arm as hard as she can?

But this only seemed to make the shadow notice what was happening. “How did you get up there?! You’re trying to ruin me, aren’t you?! Stop that right now!” She sprouted two more arms and attempted to swat the two away.

The Repairman nodded and got to work. Bowyetta was probably stronger than him; she could handle the saw’s pull.

This the inkblot understood. Sometimes to fix something, part of it had to be chipped away. He was getting into a steady rhythm with the pick when he realized…Why wasn’t he hearing any buzzing…?

“Is the saw work–waugh!”

He just barely ducked under the arm that swatted at him. The top of his head seemed flatter as he winced. Of course, it quickly regained its shape.

“…Are you okay over there?” he called out, as he lifted his lower body up to avoid another attack.