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[[Meet another muse!]]

It was getting to be kind of awkward. The Repairman and Marie had to watch Barrette, but there wasn’t much to do but sit around.

“Oh, hang on a minute,” the Repairman suddenly said, standing up. “There’s something I think everyone should try…”

He smiled at Barrette.

“You ever make a tin can telephone? Here, I’ll show you…”

He just hoped he had the right supplies. He knew he had plenty of string, but he would have to open his blue toolbox to see if he had soup cans.

The good news was, there was a nice red can sitting right at the top under the lid. The bad news was, a tiny cannon was now pointed straight at the Repairman!

“Eep!”

He ducked, as a red cherry flew over his head and made a small fiery explosion on the floor. After turning back from that minor spectacle, he turned back only to put his hands up. Something in the can was aiming a normal-sized flintlock pistol straight at him.

“I don’t take too kindly to beink kidnapped, you offersized stain! EXPLAIN IHRESELF!”

[[Muse featured: @rat-in-a-can]]