(update to this blog: since i found out i have more fun writing as my OCs than canon characters, I decided to make a few changes to the blog. Mainly that Melody is now the main character. You can still RP with the others, but Melody is the most important now. also changed the name. Was previously wariowareweirdos.)
Songbird wasted no time in taking off
from the ground, flitting over to a small window. It was open to let the
breeze in, but blocked by a screen. She hovered as best she could,
tearing at the screen with the small talons on her feet,trying to make a
hole big enough for them to slip through.
She was making good
progress, but by the way she was panting, it was getting harder and
harder for her to keep it up. the banging on the door ceased, likely
whoever had been banging had gone to get something to break the door
open more easily.
The Repairman looked up, to watch Songbird frantically tear the screen apart. He could only watch as she clearly began to get tired.
âPlease, just calm down, you donât want to hurt yourself…â
He sighed, before he realized the banging stopped. Time was running out.
â…GET DOWN!â he shouted, before lifting one of his toolboxes over his head, intent on making a hole the old-fashioned way. He just hoped the other toolbox had a ladder in it…
He steadied himself, looking up at the window. He staggered back and forth a little, before stumbling backwards to ready his throw.
Shalbie was busy  trying o find some food
for the both of them to pay attention to what the repairman was saying.
The shadow was setting the table when all of the sudden  he began to
hear someone snoring. Â His first though was to see if Link was asleep by
his bed, but to his surprise the bed was empty; this caused the shadow
to look around the house only to spot his friend asleep and snoring.
Shalbie
stood by the repairman and  looked closely at him. âWait a minute we
shadows donât sleep on the light world and we donât even snore, why is
he doing thatâŚ. Wait.. NOâŚâŚ He is not a Shadow!â  He said loudly before
he  grabbed one of the spoons he was  about to place on the table and
poked his friend with it. âwell he is not a chuchu since chuchus are not
black and they canât talk⌠Wait he might be a  Zol Gramps talked about
them! Iâll ask him once he wakes up.â
âGhh…â
The Repairman stirred a little when he was poked. After a moment, a small grey cat-shaped blob crawled out from under him, looking around in confusion.
He looked at the Repairman, gently rubbing his cheek against him, then climbed onto him and relaxed his ears. Sleeping on the Repairman was oddly soothing.
Then he looked around, and soon saw Shalbie.
â?â he squeaked, uncertainly. He shuffled back a little bit, unsure if he was fine or if he needed to try and drag his friend to safety.
Cuphead looked down and smiled. âHiya! Ainât seen ya two before!â
âYeah, weâre not from around here…â the Repairman shrugged. âJust gotta do our job.â
Marie, however, looked around uncertainly. How could the Repairman keep calm in a place like this…?
â…W-where are we, anyway…?â
âNNnope! Â The fourth wall was made to be broken, my friend!â
âHmph.â
The Repairman continued digging through his toolbox before pulling out duct tape, nails, boards, a hammer, and a power drill all at once. He was clearly trying to out-pace the clown.
âRight, you keep going with that, and Iâll get my job done, thank you!â
Coconuts was mopping the floors of Dr. Robotnikâs fortress, as usual, until he noticed a strange inkblob wondering about, leaving a black trail behind him.
âHey! Who the heck âre you? And how âbout ya stop spreadinâ around all dat ink! Donât ya see yer makinâ a big mess?â
âHuh?â
The Repairman looked down, to see his ink mixing with the cleaning solution this robot was using.
âGuh!â he exclaimed, leaping onto a nearby counter.
â…S-sorry about that…I swear, I donât normally…â
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