(Askthefwrp)

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Rosalina was appreciated to hear it; she warmly smiled and giggled at
the repairer’s compliment. “Why, I’m very flattered.” she hummed.

The Repairman simply nodded, looking up and up. Suddenly, he felt his siren light come on.

“Oh!” he exclaimed. “I…guess I gotta get going…”

He pulled out a pen and a slip of paper and began scribbling. He handed the paper to Rosalina.

“Just call if you need help with something,” he said. “Thanks for helping me out there, and for the tea!”

Black, White, and Purple

“Very well then Lets go to the Milk Bar in Kakariko, I know you’ll
like it there.!” Shalbie said as he  grabbed the Repairman by the arm
and began to show him the way to the bar.

“There we can play card
games or dominoes and hear the local bard, but that’s not the best part,
the best part is they don’t care how you look like, the serve Shadow
beings and Light beings alike.” He added the last part being thanks to
an agreement Gramps had with the bar’s owner duirng that tournament of
his. “They even served the most ice cold milk in Hyrule in there! ”

“Well, all righ–Oy!”

As the shadow rattled own about how good the bar is, the Repairman took a last desperate look at his tool cart. He couldn’t interrupt the shadow now, though…

He pulled out a fishing rod while the shadow wasn’t looking and cast the line at his cart, and began to reel it in.

He looked at Shalbie and nodded as he did so.

“That…actually sounds pretty nice,” he admitted. “Though I thing I might prefer chilled milk, not cold milk…”

Link continued to flail and fight like the child he was, determined
to fight this scary monster and show all the other grown ups he was
tough. But eventually the Repairman managed to pry the small boy off and
speak. Albie tried to reach over, but was too small and short to do
much else other than wave his arms around uselessly. His movements died
down when the Repairman mentioned something about a friend. What weird
thing had happened? Other than this right here he couldn’t think of
anything.

Once Link was back on his feet, he decided to hear this
guy out, curious as to what he would do next. Well, if even a monster
needed help, he supposed he could try what he could.

The Repairman turned to see that Link followed him. Ah, well, not like he was in any apparent danger.

The Repairman opened his blue toolbox, and there was the sound of clutter being moved aside before…

“A-Ha!…Wait, no, Cat Slime–”

Furious squeaking could be heard, along with the sound of even more clutter being flung around. A dictionary hit the inkblot in the face, and he flew back, landing against the wall of Balbie’s house.

“Ugh…” he groaned, rubbing his head. He marched back to the toolbox, and looked into it, hands on hips. “You know you’re not supposed to hoard all of those. I just need one cookie, c’mon.“

Thwap.

The Repairman turned around, with a chocolate-chip cookie on his forehead and a fairly annoyed expression on his face. He peeled it off, making sure there was no ink on it before handing it to the kid.

“…Here.”

Cat Slime popped out, giving his master a mild stinkeye. Then he saw Balbie, and his eyes widened with curiosity.