Link continued to flail and fight like the child he was, determined
to fight this scary monster and show all the other grown ups he was
tough. But eventually the Repairman managed to pry the small boy off and
speak. Albie tried to reach over, but was too small and short to do
much else other than wave his arms around uselessly. His movements died
down when the Repairman mentioned something about a friend. What weird
thing had happened? Other than this right here he couldn’t think of
anything.

Once Link was back on his feet, he decided to hear this
guy out, curious as to what he would do next. Well, if even a monster
needed help, he supposed he could try what he could.

The Repairman turned to see that Link followed him. Ah, well, not like he was in any apparent danger.

The Repairman opened his blue toolbox, and there was the sound of clutter being moved aside before…

“A-Ha!…Wait, no, Cat Slime–”

Furious squeaking could be heard, along with the sound of even more clutter being flung around. A dictionary hit the inkblot in the face, and he flew back, landing against the wall of Balbie’s house.

“Ugh…” he groaned, rubbing his head. He marched back to the toolbox, and looked into it, hands on hips. “You know you’re not supposed to hoard all of those. I just need one cookie, c’mon.“

Thwap.

The Repairman turned around, with a chocolate-chip cookie on his forehead and a fairly annoyed expression on his face. He peeled it off, making sure there was no ink on it before handing it to the kid.

“…Here.”

Cat Slime popped out, giving his master a mild stinkeye. Then he saw Balbie, and his eyes widened with curiosity.