[[Gah, I’m sorry this is so late, and I understand if it’s too late.]]
The Repairman was going through yet another forest, just trying to figure out where he was in relation to a break in the Wall. He didn’t normally have this kind of trouble, but the forest seemed endless and every tree the same.
Eventually, the inkblot came across…Elmer Fudd?
Yeah. It was him. Go figure.
Apparently he was lost too, looking at a map. Maybe the Repairman could use that…Maybe they could both get out of this…
“Um, excuse me,” he waved. “You need any help there?”
“Uh…Yeah, thank you…Uh.. wasn’t thewe a hunting shop awound hewe? I mean, wast time I’ve been hewe thewe was one.” Elmer asked.
“I wouldn’t know,” the Repairman admitted. “This my first time around here…”
He looked at the map. It…wasn’t exactly a big help when all the forest looked the same.
Still, he knew the general direction the break in the Wall was. And if the Law of Contrived Coincidences taught him one thing, it was that there was a pretty good chance Elmer needed to get to the same place he did.
“I have a feeling it might be this way,” he said, beckoning Elmer to follow as he moved in the proper direction.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 