Edtih Up halted at the sound of the voice. It was somewhat close, but where did it come from?
While being extra careful with the fairy’s fruits as she was
holding, she started to look below. Just then, she saw a blobby looking
character, and it was holding out a fruit. Not to mention, that fruit
looked familiar.Only about a second, Edith realized that this fruit was one of HER fruits. Oh dear.
“Ohh!
atThay’say inemay! oldHay onyay!
(Ohh! That’s mine! Hold on!)“ the gourmand fairy called back, and then
flew down, but carefully as possible since she still have her fruits in
her arms, and the icy floor.As Edith got there, she awkwardly giggled, “Yeahyay, Iyay ouldway
ikelay otay avehay ityay ackbay easeplay. (Yeah, I would like to have it
back please.)”
“Oh!…hay.”
The Repairman didn’t realize that this place spoke Pig Latin.
“…Orry…say…I-yay…neednay ootay getyay oostay ootay…er, isthay…language-bay” (mangled version of “Sorry, I need to get used to this language…”)
He handed the fruit over. That would probably work better than trying to explain himself at this point.
“…Ankthay…ooyay…orfay…thatway…” (Thank you for that.)
He gestured towards the knocked-out Darktoon.
“At-thay…? …Omminkay…hearsay?” (That common here?)
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