Shinko giggled a bit at the scenario as Crystal quirked an eyebrow.

“Umm… need any help there, Repairman?” Crystal asked, frowning a bit.

“No, no,” the Repairman waved her off. “I think I got something here!”

He took the glue-and-newspaper-covered mop and jammed it into the crack.The accidental papier-mache fit quite well, and after sawing off the handle, the inkblot looked at his handiwork, satisfied.

He turned to put the wooden pole and saw back into his toolbox, but found he couldn’t move very far without being yanked back by his arm.

“What…? Oh.”

He found that his arm was stuck to the Wall. Of course.

He sighed and gave a weak smile to Crystal and Shinko, before snapping his fingers in realization.

“Hey, Cat Slime!” he called out. “I’ll buy you some meringue if you get me that scraper!”

A few squeaks and a rustling sound later, and a small grey slime emerged from the blue toolbox, with a metal scraper in his mouth. He had green eyes, black stripes, and had two appendages shaped like cat ears.

He was halfway done bounding over to the Repairman when he saw Shinko and dropped the scraper. His eyes widened as he shook with excitement before hurriedly dashing back into the toolbox.

The inkblot could only blink in surprise.