It took the better part of an hour, the intervention of several
ghostly animals and a shade, and one well placed broomstick, but the
ghosts were able to successfully retrieve Inky’s toolboxes and all the
doo-dads that had been inside.

“Well. That certainly was an experience!” Vio sassed, grinning at the other Heroes who were decidedly less amused.

“Ugh,
I’ll say! I hope I never have to do that again, I’d rather duel with
Byrne without Zelda’s help!” Sparky moaned, flopping over dramatically
on a nearby wall.

“Pssssh,
you had the easy job. At least there were no tutus involved!” Green
squeaked, still blushing furiously from his earlier shenanigans.

“Anyways…”
Vio began, waving a hand at Green to shush his griping “I noticed
you’ve had this… light on top of your head this whole time? What is that
for?”

“Oy…” the Repairman panted, taking off the gorilla mask and setting the sewing machine down, “…What an ordeal…”

He looked up, smiling.

“Thank you so, so much for all this,” he said. “I’m just glad Cat Slime wasn’t in there…”

Cat Slime leaped out of the tin can and into his arms.

“Oh, this?” he asked, pointing at his siren light. “Well…this tells me when there’s a break in the Wall, and where.”

He tried to smile, but his face betrayed his mixed feelings on the thing. Yes, it was helpful for his job, but did it have to get so irritating? It took him decades to learn there was a mute button on the stupid thing!