Tag: bonkakira-and-friends

Bowyetta stopped painting for a moment, and turned back to Mr. Sir
with a concerned look. “She is looking any better at all, Mr. Sir?” She
turned back to her painting job. “There is just being a little bit left
to be going…” She quickly finished up her painting job, before putting
the buckets and brush back into her hair and producing a mirror. “You
are looking much perfect now!”

The shadow looked at herself in the mirror, looking sad. “But… Bowyetta is looking just as she did before…”

“Yes.
Bowyuetta… Is realizing that she is being perfect as she is,” Bowyetta
remarked. “She is not needing of anyone else to be telling her who to
being. Bowyetta is knowing who she is being, and everyone is loving of
her just as she is being!”

The shadow say there in silence for
a moment. Then after a few moments, it started to… Fade away. Before it
completely vanished however, it could be heard saying “…Thanking of you
muchly.”

Bowyetta stood up, and turned back to Mr. Sir.
“Bowyetta is thinking she would like to be leaving now,” she said,
turning back toward the exit. As she did so, however, something felt…
Off. She started to feel very dizzy, but she couldn’t place why. “Oww!”
Was all she could say, before she fell to the ground with a metallic thunk.

“…Yeah, she is…” he sighed, in the middle of shampooing the shadow’s hair.

Finally done, he hopped down and moved next to Bowyetta, ready to see what the shadow thought of their handiwork.

He didn’t do or say much else, except proudly pat Bowyetta on the back for her epiphany.

He smiled as he waved to the fading shadow, partly happy that she wasn’t going to menace anyone anymore, but also because he was glad to do a good job in fixing her up.

“Yeah, let’s go and–”

He jumped as Bowyetta fell to the ground.

“GAH! You okay? Speak to me!”

He frantically reached into his blue toolbox and produced a rather large stretcher. He struggled to lift her onto it, but to no avail.

“…Sorry ‘bout this…” he muttered, before digging into her hair, trying to find her arrows. He was sure they could help out…

Beep’s eyes widened at the small pink piece of paper. “Oh my god, Mr. Sir,” was all she could say. “How- When- Why-”

She
turned away for a moment, unsure of what else to say. “You… You lost
your home too, didn’t you…?” she asked. She was silent for a minute,
before turning back. “Mr. Sir? Why don’t you live with us then? If you
need a place to stay, we’ve certainly got plenty of room for you and Cat
Slime.”

She was about to continue, but quickly turned back to the
TV when she saw Bowyetta walking back into the room, carry three cans.
“Bowyetta is having brought some of her favorite drinks!” She handed one
can to Beep and one to Mr. Sir, keeping the third for herself. “The
movie is about to be starting!”

“…I don’t know,” the inkblot said, taking a deep breath. “All I know is if I wasn’t a nobody before, I am now.”

He sighed.

“I didn’t have a home to begin with,” he shrugged, “but yeah, my toolboxes…decades’ worth of stuff…that’s all gone…”

He sniffed, and Cat Slime looked up in shock. He loved those toolboxes!

“…I don’t know,” the inkblot finally replied, “I just…”

He looked up in surprise as Bowyetta came back, quickly hiding the pink slip again. Cat Slime could barely hide his worry, but for his aunt, he would try.

The inkblot smiled as she handed him another drink.

“Thank you,” he said, pretending to be cheerful. Maybe he did just need to watch a film to clear his head…

The white-haired Denpa suddenly hid behind Susumu as Cat Slime came
charging in. Susumu, however, was simply confused by his squeakings.
“Huh- Wait- Another Susumu? Powers? Size? What- Hey, hey, little guy!
Slow down so I can understand!”

Susumu stood up, picking up one of
the glasses as she did so, and took a drink before she began speaking
again. “I think you’ve got me confused with someone else. I mean, is
there really another Susumu? Gosh, I thought I had a really uncommon
name… But, I’m just a simple Denpa-Girl. I don’t really have any special
powers… I have my magic, but all Denpas have that.” She then held up
one of her ears. “If you’re smelling anything weird, it’s probably
coming from us. I don’t know if you can smell our scent, or if that’s
just a thing with our kind… I know, everyone else tells me I smell like
cake and dirt, but… You’ve worked out that I’m not food by now.” She
rolled her eyes at the white-haired Denpa. “Just don’t pay attention to
Quartz, okay? She’s kind of an alarmist. But anyway, you never answered
my question. Who are you, and what are you? Why does a human keep you in
a box for food?”

Cat Slime slowed down, and sighed in relief. It was just someone with a similar name. And similar hair. And similar eyes. Just a freaky coincidence.

He shrugged, not having noticed the smell until now. But yeah, it was definitely there. He chuckled at her remark.

Then he paled as he realized even her friend was named Quartz. It was just another coincidence, right?

He shook his head. She was asking him something; as the host, he had to reply to that first.

He squeaked something to the effect of, “I’m Cat Slime, and I’m a cat-shaped slime. And the big blob of ink lets me live here in his box of stuff. It’s really nice, and he feeds me and takes care of me, too!”

He smiled. The big blob of ink was a busy guy, but he was also real caring.

“Do not being worried, Cosmic Star!” Bowyetta made her Aqua Star doll
“say”. “We are being of the Nise Suta Heishi! If we are working
together, we can be defeating of this creature!”

“De-feet!” Barette’s Flora Star doll proudly “proclaimed”.

“We’ve got trouble, everyone!” ‘said’ Quartz’s Thunder Star. “The monster is headed this way!”

“Everyone, follow me!” “Commanded” Bonk’s Volcano Star. “Group formation!”

The rest of the girls grouped their dolls together, and Bowyetta motioned for Mr. Sir to follow. “Everyone, attack! NOW!”

The
girls then began “attacking” Cat Slime, though their hits were more
like gentle pats than anything. “Cosmic Star! We are much needing of
your help!” Aqua Star “called out”.

“Uhh…” the Repairman said, slipping out of his falsetto. What could he do to stop his pet the terrible monster?

Cat Slime was trying to chomp on the action figures with his toothless maw, letting out a few roars as he did so.

“Don’t worry, I’m coming!” Cosmic Star ran in, and began to join her companions in “attacking” the beast.

Finally, after several pats to his head and ears, Cat Slime reeled back, pretending to be grievously wounded.

“Yeah! We…did…it?” Cosmic Star cheered, as the Repairman realized Cat Slime was still squeaking.

Cat Slime staggered, squeaking between fake gasps. What his character said was so poignant, so tragic, so beautiful that the Repairman became teary-eyed. He made the Cosmic Star doll salute, before giving one of his own.

“…G-godspeed...”

And so the monster collapsed, defeated. Corrugated City was safe…but at what cost? At what cost?

Medical, however, didn’t seem to mind this at all. She gave an
affectionate squeak, and settled into Marie’s arms, trying to look as
cute as possible. She then stuck her sparkly tongue out at Cat Slime
just to spite him once more.

“Oh, stop it, you two,” Beep scolded
the two slimes. “We all love you both plenty. You shouldn’t even be
competing like this anyway.“

Medical was about to give another
squeaky protest, until Bowyetta saw Mr. Sir and Susumu returning. “Oh!
Mr. Sir!” she called to him. “Is everything being okay?”

Cat Slime ignored Medical, instead turning back to Beepsumu, protesting that Medical started it. He stopped when he realized the Repairman was back, and so the pet hopped from the arms of one blob to another, squeaking happily.

The Repairman gently pet Cat Slime in return, patiently listening to him.

“…Yeah, I’m fine…Yes, Cat Slime, looks like she’s here to stay…Yeah? I’m glad you like her…”

Marie snickered.

“Wait, really? You call him Cat Slime?”

“Uh, yeah…” the inkblot replied, confused. Cat Slime let out a defensive squeak.

Marie took a closer look at the pet, and lightly stroked under his chin to get on his good side again.

“…Heh,” she finally remarked, “I guess that is a descriptive name.”

Susumu’s eyes widened at the sight of the house. “Oh, wow!” She
exclaimed. “Gosh, you sure have a nice place for… Uh, whatever you are!”
She immediately plopped down on one of the couches, and the Denpa with
shades followed her.

The red Denpa carefully sat down on one of the couches. “Well, yes, some water would be nice,” she remarked.

The
white-haired Denpa, however, was nervous even stepping in the door.
“Susumu!′ she scolded. “Keep your ears down! If that thing catches your
scent it might change its mind about eating us!”

From the kitchen, after the white-haired Denpa warned Susumu about him eating her, he squeaked something to the effect of “I heard that!”

Then he froze.

Wait. Susumu? He’d heard that before…

Hastily, he filled up several tiny glasses and carried a tray in his mouth, bringing it over to the Denpas. Once it was set down, he turned to the Denpas.

“Mi-mi-mu?” he asked, surprised to hear the mun’s name here.

He began to squeak questions at a mile a minute, barely letting them answer one before moving to the next.

The shadow jumped as soon as the water hit her, but Bowyetta quickly
calmed her down. “Please do not being frightened! Mr. Sir is just
helping of you!”

Bowyetta continued polishing the shadow’s
body until all the rust was removed. “This is not much looking good…”
Bowyetta said quietly. She put the spray bottle and cloth back into her
hair, and produced a paintbrush and several jars of paint. “Mr. Sir,
could you please be removing of those extra pieces in her hair?” she
asked. “Bowyetta will have to being repainting of her…”

The Repairman nodded, digging for a comb. A part of him still wanted to solve the problem with an electric shaver, but for some reason he was feeling bad about that thought. Weird.

Well, the comb got stuck. As did the hairbrush. And the tweezers. And tongs. And crowbar.

Grumbling, he took a straw and shoved it into her hair. He took a very deep breath, and then blew. Everything in her hair came whooshing out at once, thankfully not flying very far before landing.

Beep narrowed her eyes slightly. “Yeah, I had a feeling…” she mumbled. “Well, it’s alright. Let’s just go watch the movie.”

Bowyetta
sat down on the couch, chatting to Mr. Sir excitedly. “You are having
seen Tippy The Gem Stars before, Mr. Sir? Is not being as good as Nise
Suta Heishi, but Bowyetta is still much loving of it!”

“…Hey Bowyetta?” Beep spoke up. “Why don’t you all get us some drinks or something for the movie?”

Bowyetta smiled. “Oh, well… Bowyetta is knowing the movie will be starting soon… But would much be nice to be having of snacks!”

As
Bowyetta got up off the couch, Beep turned to Mr Sir with a worried
expression. “Alright, Mr. Sir… Is anything going on with you lately? You
seem… Pretty distressed, and we’ve been worried about you…”

The inkblot shrunk back. Beep clearly wasn’t buying it. How could he tell her, though?

“I won’t need much, thanks,” he politely said, before Beep turned to him.

“I…er…uh…that is…” he tried, looking around desperately for ideas. He gave up, silently handing her the pink slip, eyes pointed downward. Might as well let the paper do the talking for him. Not like he mattered a whole lot, anyway.

Medical gave a pout and a squeak of denial, in an attempt to state
that she was not, in fact, trying to compete with her brother. She then
gave a few haughty squeaks about how glitter slimes were so much
prettier than opaque slimes anyway.

“Oh, these two are a couple of
little divas!” Quartz exclaimed. “Medical’s a glitter slime, so she
loves to be treated like a star, and Cat Slime… I wonder if he picked
that up from her?”

Susumu sighed. “I don’t like the sound of that…” she mumbled. “And stop calling her a replacement, would ya? At least try to treat her like a sister.”

Cat Slime rolled his eyes at Medical’s protests. He’d heard it all before, and it was just as dumb as when she first started ranting about her superiority.

Not that he was like that, of course…

He couldn’t deny that the star’s life was a good one, and he was very grateful to have a cute, marketable form. But still, he didn’t think that meant anything without loving others.

Marie hugged both of them slightly tighter. If they weren’t slimes, it would start to be uncomfortable.

“Yes, you;re both so cute! You are! You are!”

* * *

“Hey, I’m not going to do anything to her! I was just saying I think I know how to deal with this!”

Granted, it was basically depriving her of her job by relegating her to supervision, but the Repairman didn’t think of it that way. All he knew was it would keep her from taking his job.

The Repairman sighed.

“I guess you’re right. I shouldn’t hold it against the lil’ upstart too much.”

He looked back in the distance, where he could barely see the others.

“…It might be nice having another companion with me.“

Slowly, he began to move back over there. Maybe he could get a second shot at his first impression.

The red Denpa quickly led Susumu and the pink Denpa down the hole.
“Come on, you two!” She said, pulling them inside. “The cold is
especially bad for you two!”

The white-haired Denpa didn’t want to
follow, but she was dragged down by the Denpa with shades. She then
looked up at Cat Slime. “If you don’t want to eat us, then… Why are you
helping us?” she asked. “I thought you didn’t want us here. I thought
you were going to let us freeze!”

Susumu, meanwhile, took a look
around the place, keeping her ears held in her hands. “So, uh… This is
your place, huh?” She tried to make conversation. “It’s… Something, I’ll
tell you. What do you do for fun around here? I think we could use some
cold water or something… And, uh, sorry, I have to keep my ears
covered. If they touch anything then all my friends will be swarming
here… It’s kind of a thing we Denpa-Men have, you know?”

Cat Slime squeaked, shaking his head. As much as he didn’t want random invaders stealing his food, that didn’t mean they deserved starvation or freezing to death.

He beckoned to them, as his home was not this tunnel, but rather down this tunnel. Moving forward, he made it to the door of his pet house. The motion-sensitive lights came on, revealing a living room that had green walls with yellow swirls decorating it, a flatscreen TV and several slime-friendly inflatable couches.

He squeaked a “Ta-dah!” tune, and turned to see their reactions, before heading to the kitchen to get them some water.