Black, White, and Purple

Great this new shadow must have been brought to the light world not
so long ago, and while Shalbie didn’t remember most of his early years,
he’d be damn sure this little guy did. “Yeah, yeah I get it you
haven’t found your light self… I’ll help!” Shalbie said as he looked
closely at the repairman.

“ Lets see you look a bit short and your
temper is pretty volatile…. and you like to fix things besides thinking
your work is the finest in Hyrule…” Shadow added as he began to
“measure” the repairman. “I know you are the Blacksmith’s shadow!” He
said in excitement. this was a great achievement on Shalbie’s part since
he now could have an apprentice and not only that said relationship
would also be a shadow version the relationship between Albie and
Gulley’s father.

The Repairman was just twisting a vice to bring each side of the hole together when the shadowy person said something about “light self”.

“What? Light self? What do you think I–?”

He was interrupted as this person listed off several apparent traits.

“Well, yeah, I’m sho–volatile temper?!–I mean–”

He gave up trying to keep up, and went back to tightening the vice. Whatever made the kid happy, he could yammer all he wanted.

“Uh-huh,” he inattentively replied to the boy, rooting in his hammerspace for some duct tape.

Black, White, and Purple

Shalbie was proud about helping a fellow shadow when all of the
sudden his companion began to yell in anger. “Yeah okay… Here I thought
you needed help.” Shadow said as he followed the repairman. “ And who
can blame me, after all you are still don’t even have a concrete form… I
mean what exactly are you the Shadow off, how long have you existed?”
He continued trying to find out what or who this fellow was.

“I’m
just trying to give you all the help I didn’t get when I came here, so
lighten up would you? If you want to fix the hole then its okay, I’ll
let you fix it on your own.” Shadow added as he went back to where he
had fixed the mountain. “ See now you can show me how its done.” He
added as he placed a lit bomb next to the glass; which exploded seconds
later leaving behind a slightly bigger hole than before.

“I could have–” the Repairman started indignantly, before hearing the shadow try to explain himself. “Excuse me?”

He went up to the shadow again.

“So maybe I don’t have a concrete form, but that doesn’t–”

His face turned to that of confusion.

“…I’m…not a shadow of anyone,” he replied, realizing there was some kind of misunderstanding. “I’m just me.”

He took a step back, wondering what this guy actually was. Was this just a case of mistaken identity…?

And then the guy blew up his own handiwork. The Repairman wasn’t sure how to feel about this, so he went over to the hole, grumbling something about “patronizing”, and considered what tools to use.

Black, White, and Purple

“Well maybe your eyes still haven’t adapt
to this worlds light.” Shalbie as the repairman insisted on repairing
the mountain with paper. “Its still paper my friend and this is solid
rock, it won’t hold… You see there’s things that would make it crumble
again like rain, paper is weak to water. Then there’s also fire.” He
added as he tried to think of a way to help his fellow shadow blob.

“I
think I know what to do… but first we need to get rid of the paper.”
Shadow said as he took the paper away from the wall. “ You better stand
back friend, I don’t want to hurt you.” He commented as he took a
couple of steps back before taking out his sand rod and aimed it the
crack. Seconds later the crack was filled with sand and Shalbie decided
to proceed with his plan.

Shalbie took out his fire rod as
quickly as possible and aimed for the sand. “You see friend according to
a friend of mine’s boss if you apply heat to sand you get glass which
is a kind of crystal, this would hide the crack you made and it wouldn’t
be obvious that there was something to hide.” He added not knowing if
his plan worked.

“Well, yeah, but…”

He would have said something about how the Wall doesn’t exactly adhere to normal physical laws, but the shadowy person seemed pretty insistent. The Repairman found himself unable to do anything except try and fail to interject multiple times.

He could only watch in shock as the shadow obliterated his handiwork with some kind of sand spell. He shielded his eyes as flames briefly burst from the crack. When he opened them again, he saw that there was freshly made glass sealing the crack.

He twitched involuntarily. His ink started to redden.

“Oh, I’m just incompetent then, am I? Not needed? Anyone could do it better?!”

He turned alarmingly fast towards the shadow.

“I’ll show you,” he growled, poking his “competitor’s” chest, “I don’t need any magic wands to be the one for the job…”

And with that, he began to silently throw things back into his hammerspace. He was sure the next job was also somewhere in Hyrule, and if he hurried he could get there before this guy and show how it was done.

“Oh,” he said, looking back up for a moment, “and I told you, I’m only fixing it. I didn’t break it.”

Black, White, and Purple

It wasn’t unusual for Shalbie to wander around Hyrule during the
night, after all to him that was when Hyrule was in its most beautiful
state. During this little escapade it was when he found another being
like him or so he thought as he saw a shadow blob, and so he decided to
follow it.

“What are you doing?” He asked as he decided to make
himself known to his fellow Shadow.”You know paper is not the best thing
to use to cover a crack on a mountain… covering a mistake of yours?” He
added as he eyed the repairman curiously.

The Repairman jumped. He hadn’t seen anyone behind him!

Turning around, he saw what looked like a shadowy imitation of this Hyrule’s Link looking at him curiously. This place really was full of surprises, wasn’t it?

“No,” he said, somewhat irritated from the shock and the remarks, “I’m fixing something here–wait, mountain?”

He looked to the side of the Wall, and found that, yes, there was a mountain there.

“…How’d I miss that?” he asked. Yes, the Wall often blocked his view, but a mountain? Wow, he needed to pay more attention.

He cleared his throat.

“Anyway, yeah, it looks weird, but paper mache does turn out harder than normal paper, so…”

Of course, he failed to realize that he only had two of the materials needed, but perhaps Toon physics would do the rest…

Black, White, and Purple

@ashadowbetweenworlds

The Repairman sighed, thankful it was the middle of the night and there were no villagers around to raise a fuss about him, or Links around to accidentally injure. He could actually get to work this time around, maybe appreciate the place a little more.

The small inkblot came over to the nearest part of the Wall and pulled out several sheets of newspaper and a bowl of water. He began putting wet shreds of the paper over the crack in the Wall, when…something…felt off.

He looked around, but saw no one. Despite his better judgement, he shrugged and turned back around. At this rate, he might be able to paint this patch of the Wall if he really wanted to.