*giggles and pulls out a few cookies* Here, these are for you! (Kitterah)

Cat Slime took a quick glance to make sure the Repairman was rolling the camera, then leaped into the air and chomped on one of the cookies. However, he didn’t bite all the way through due to a lack of teeth, and so dangled awkwardly from the cookie in Kitterah’s hand.

He let out a couple of frustrated squeaks, and even the Repairman couldn’t help but snicker a little at this predicament.

Suddenly, Mr. Sir was swarmed by all three of the Misfits, along with a strange redheaded girl he’d never seen before. “ARE YOU OKAY HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO YOU WHAT HAPPENED*

The Repairman was just in the middle of putting his tools away when he suddenly found himself crowded by the Misfits and…that one girl from that one bizarre time.

As he clambered up on top of them so he could breathe, he assured them, “Yeah, I’m fine, nothing ha– what? What did you think happened to me?”

@askthegreenguys

The Repairman blinked in surprise. This was a first. After taking and reading the note, however, his confusion melted into plain ol’ happiness.

The inkblot’s clothespin “neck” sagged as he later taped a note to the same spot.

“Sure it’s not…” it read, in rather poor chicken-scratch, “But, seriously, thank you! I love the charm, and I’m wearing it on a pin labeled ‘neck’ now! Besides, the destruction is nothing I haven’t seen before. Thank you for considering me! -‘Inky’”

A yellow ribbon finds its way to the Repairman’s toolbox handle. Zelda didn’t know if the creature actually had a home. She decided to offer a permanent room in the castle the next time they met.

He looked around, seeing no clue as to who tied this to his toolbox. Huh. Well, he might as well wrap this mystery ribbon around his wrist. Best to make friends if it was a stranger, and best to give a nice gesture if it was someone he knew.

Still, he couldn’t help but wonder who sent this ribbon…he had the feeling they were watching his reaction somehow…

Eh, ‘s probably nothing…