askthefwrp reblogged/liked for an Edith Up roleplay

The gourmand fairy listened carefully
all the way as the fellow blob trying to speak Pig Latin to her. Her
home language, even though there were some people that understood her
without any problems. However, some people like this stranger didn’t
comprehend this language easily.

And so, the fellow was
called the Fourth Wall Repairman. Why, where was his real name? No
Steven? Carl? Frank? Perhaps Edith will ask him later.

“Owhay about ooyay? Asway Iyay interrupting anything…ay? (How about you? Was I interrupting anything)”

Huh.
Edith was a little lost at what the Fourth Wall Repairer meant by that.
There wasn’t seem to be any sign of interruption. In fact, she wasn’t
being interrupted. And so, the fairy simply shook her head in response.

The
food fairy couldn’t help but stare at the knocked out and slobbering
darktoon. From what it seemed, that thing didn’t look like it was going
to leave.

“eyHay, oday youyay annaway omecay ithway emay
otay ymay omehay aceplay? (Hey, do you wanna come with me to my home
place?)“ Edith offered in question. “ouldnWay’tay antway youyay ickstay
aroundyay ithway atthay yuckyyay ingthay overyay erethay. (Wouldn’t want
you stick around with that yucky thing over there.)“

“Oh good…ay,” the Repairman said, glad he wasn’t stopping her from doing anything important right now.

After a moment to understand what she said, he shrugged. He thought the way to the break in the Wall was the way she was going anyhow.

“Er…shay,” he finally said, before taking one last glance at the drooling monster. “Eugh…ey…” (Sure. Eugh…)

Shaking his head, he took his cart and packed it away into his hammerspace. Big help that thing was on the ice, anyway. Still, he couldn’t help but feel a little bad for the thing (first frozen, then knocked out…). He pulled out a can of sardines, and a fairly generic ham.

“Should…ay…I eavelay eesthay orfay that ingthay?” (Should I leave these for that thing?)