“Wait, wait, you’re gonna make us even tinier?!” Susumu started to panic. If she had been more than a few inches tall, she would’ve smacked the gun away from him. “We need to be bigger, not smaller!”
“…No,” the Repairman replied, “I just got here. Though, now that you mention it, it took a bit longer to get here for some reason…”
He thought about it for a moment, but something else just grabbed his attention. He laughed.
“What can an itty-bitty Bonk do–”
He realized what he just said, and his face grew serious again. He began digging for the device again, this time more frantically.
“Took longer to get here? That certainly does sound suspicious…“ Susumu paused for a minute. “You mean, like something, or maybe someone, was trying to keep you out? I don’t know who that could be, but-“
Suddenly Beepsumu came in from the other room, looking frantic. “ShecrawledunderthedoorandIdon’tknowwhereshewentandIdon’tknowwhereBoyettaiseither-”
“Whoa, wait, what is she doing?!”
From the sounds of it, something was up with Bonk. Maybe it had to do with what stopped the Repairman from entering for a time, or what shrunk the whole group.
“Okay, okay,” he said, trying frantically to calm Beepsumu down, “slow down. Take me over there and we can figure this out…”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 