
“I guess…?”

“I guess…?”
[[I’ve only ever shown something like this once before (the mun moved these muses to @shinkothetoongirl if you’re curious), and it was long before Cat Slime and Marie existed. Just wanted to note that.
Anyway, the Repairman is the most ticklish, if only because I can’t see Marie OR Cat Slime getting into a similar predicament.
As for cruelest tickler…I want to say Cat Slime. I imagine that, every so often, if he feels he’s not getting enough attention, he’ll hold one of the blobs hostage this way until he feels appreciated again. Even if he gets into trouble for it, he’ll just squeak something like “worth it”.]]
“…W-wow…I hope I never meet THAT guy…”
“…Marie, you didn’t have to catch her like that…I do have trampolines and teleporters and such…”
“…M-Marie…put that pen away…”
“Huh? I just thought I’d fix—“
“Don’t. Just appreciate it.”
[[ @robertstiltskin ]]
[[ @kitterahsdollhouse ]]
“Oh, um…”
Well, this was kind of awkward. Neither one really wanted to be seen by their friend like this. Finally, the Repairman spoke up.
“W-well, it’s still not ideal, but I guess we’re starting to work things out…?”
Both then spotted separate cracks in the Wall. Marie tried going to the one to the left, and the Repairman stretched to the right. Their body creaked ominously as they struggled to reach their respective repairs, until finally…
TWANG!
They snapped back together, landing on the ground with spirals in their eyes.
“…Like I said, trying…”

“…Did you really think we had the heart to tell him it isn’t a costume?”

The amalgamation dashed towards the fallen boxes, rapidly cramming stuff back in.
“…You know, we could just straighten…”
“I’ll get to it.”
Looking up, they saw…Susumu…?
No, those red eyes…must be some kind of imposter…


“Relax, the kid turned out okay.”
“Still…”