“Aw, quit squirming! You’ll be fine!”

*indignant squeaking*

((Cat Slime loves playing in muddy puddles, but boy he is never prepared for Marie catching him after. To be fair, if it wasn’t Marie with a towel, it would be the Repairman with a loofah.))

[HA’s eyes light up when they see CAT SLIME]

HA: hell–o little friend! I can get you some pie if, uh, *looks up at REPAIRMAN and MARIE) is it okay for them to have that?

[The REPAIRMAN holds an incredibly excited CAT SLIME back with an annoyed (and somewhat amused) expression on his face]]

CAT SLIME: Squeaks frantically, as if his life depends on it

REPAIRMAN: Yes, I know what they said. But, ‘cmon, show a lil’ restraint!

CAT SLIME: Squeaks that he totally has restraint and he’s fine JUST GIVE HIM THE PIE!

MARIE: …um, a-anyway, do you know what happened here? Maybe we could prevent this kind of thing…