Well Alison’s head certainly felt like it was spinning as the two
started talking to her though she thinks she got most of it. They had to
do something to the wall? That part was a little hard to understand
because there were a lot of broken walls in the studio. She also
certainly knows now that these two had broken into the studio. Most
people were trying to get out, not get in, so that seemed a bit weird.

“M-Me? I’m..I’m….”

That
question was hard to answer, who was she? Alice? A mistake? A new toon
entirely? Well it was probably best to use the new name she had given
herself and go from there.

“I’m A-Allison … A-Allison An-Angel, Ally for short. W-Who are you?”

“Well, I’m the Fourth Wall Repairman,” the male voice replied.

“I’m Marie!” the female voice chimed in.

“Sorry you had to meet us like…this,” the Repairman said, as they gestured towards their body. “Normally we’re separate, but…”

“Blenders do funny things to inkblots and paint spatters,” Marie finished.

The blob shuddered.

“Did you have to be so blunt?”

“Sorry, couldn’t think of anything else to say.”

They shook their head.

“W-well, anyway,” Marie finally said, “nice to meet you, Ally!”

They extended a long, drippy hand.