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The bow child smiled at Mr. Sir, and twanged her string at him once
again. The white-haired girl, however, seemed oddly curious about him,
and watched him the entire time he followed Bonk.

Bonk, however,
tilted her glasses down, narrowing his eyes at him. “Ink Dude, you’re
not lying to me, are you? Listen, uh… That lil tiny Bowyetta over there?
That’s Barrette. She’s Bowyetta’s kid. Yeah, don’t ask me how that
happened. But since Bowyetta went missing, she’s been crying more than
usual. And Beep hasn’t been dealing with it well either. If you know
where she is, you gotta tell us now.”

He looked back at Barrette, then back to Bonkakira. He seemed to be avoiding eye contact. He never could lie very well..

“All right,” he Repairman sighed. “Just give me a minute. Gotta fix the Wall, still…”

As he went over to his tool cart, he somehow tripped, despite lacking legs. He yelped in surprise, thrusting his arms out to catch himself. No such luck. He tipped over his cart, sending both his toolboxes to the floor. Their contents were scattered all across the floor, along with a very dazed Cat Slime.

The Repairman, meanwhile, stayed splattered on the floor. It was an embarrassing situation, especially since the inkblot wasn’t even certain it was an accident…

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After traveling for quite some time, the group of Denpa-Men decided to take a break to look for food. Once they had been searching for a while, the group came across some kind of large metal box.

“Hey, I know what this is!” The blue Denpa was the first one to speak.
“Sometimes humans carry around food in metal boxes like this. And it smells like something good is in there!” With that, she began to climb into the box, with the other Denpa-Men following close behind.

Cat Slime, meanwhile, was quietly napping in the Repairman’s toolbox, happy in the warmth of the sun.

He was lying on a pile, in which one could see some duct tape, a subwoofer, and a book on sailing among other things. Next to him was a fresh apple pie that was twice his size. All he wanted to do was nap until the pie was cool enough to eat.

He let out a long, soft squeak every time he breathed out, and was having pleasant dreams of being a stereotypical Egyptian god.

Bowyetta wanted to roll back to look up at Mr. Sir, but more than
that she just wanted this metal stuff OFF of her. Her tears started to
slow down, but she remained still so Mr. Sir could finish his work.
“Y-You are caring about Bowyetta this much? And… Bowyetta’s friends are
caring also?” She wasn’t sure if she should doubt him or not, in fact
she wasn’t sure what she SHOULD believe right now. “Bowyetta was always
taught that Smithy would be the only one who was wanting of her… And if
he was not wanting, no one would be…”

The Shadow, however,
simply sat and watched. She was slightly jealous at all the care
Bowyetta was getting, but in this state there was nothing much she COULD
do. It’s not like she would last very long anyway.

““Yep,” the Repairman nodded. “What, you don’t think your friends would want you? Sheesh, that Smithy was full of something, I tell ya…”

Shaking his head, he pulled a yellow rotary phone from behind his back and began to dial.

It took a second, but the inkblot finally said, “Hi Bonk! Bowyetta’s here, she’s…relatively safe, and I think she wants and needs to hear from all of ya at home…Could you get Beep on the line? Maybe Medical?”

Having explained this, he handed the receiver to Bowyetta and continued to clean the liquid metal off her.

“It’s for you.”

“Hang on, I think I have a shrink ray somewhere…” *rummages from the silver 70’s sci-fi gun, mumbling* “…Wait, did I have it smelted?…Why would I…?”

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“Wait, wait, you’re gonna make us even tinier?!” Susumu started to panic. If she had been more than a few inches tall, she would’ve smacked the gun away from him. “We need to be bigger, not smaller!”

The Repairman listened as he dashed over to the door, nodding solemnly. This couldn’t be fun for any of them…

“Hey, Bonk,” he called out, opening the door and looking all around, “You still in here? We can figure this out if you just…”

His voice trailed off, eyes widening as he saw something….

Bonk was, in fact, still in the kitchen. However, she was now on top of the table, scurrying about and trying to drag a pen along with her. As soon as she heard someone come in the door, she slid down the table and onto a chair. “Beep, I think I’ve figured it out. When we all got shrunk… You felt it, didn’t you? It was kinda like a wave of something, wasn’t it? So if we can figure out where it came from, maybe we can turn back!”

And then she took notice of Mr. Sir. “Yo, Ink Dude! Did you feel it? Anything weird when you came in… here…?” It took her a moment, but she realized what he was holding. She couldn’t believe it, but… Was this the thing that shrunk them? “Y… Y-y… You didn’t…?“

“Huh… OH! No, no…”

Hastily, to prove it wasn’t him, the Repairman turned and fired the shrink ray at one of the empty chairs, reducing it to the size of a stress ball with a yellow beam. A far cry from the waves Bonkakira described.

“…I was somehow unable to even come in here,” he explained. “I think this thing has a reverse setting somewhere, though…”

He took a look at the dial on the side. A lot of the labeling was worn off, though…

“I know there was a reverse on here…I helped a rabbit out with it once…”

Uncertainly, he closed his eyes and spun the dial like it was a board game spinner. He pointed the gun at the nearest Misfit.

“Okay…” his voice wavered, “Here goes…”

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“Yes! Youwillbeneedingofforksandknivesand-” Bowyetta suddenly shook several pieces of silverware out of her hair handing them over to Mr. Sir and Link. “Youmustbetryingofthis-”

Vinny, however, looked concerned by Bowyetta’s behavior. “Bowyetta, maybe you should eat something too… You’re not acting like yourself…”

“NonoBowyettaisnotbeingableto-”

It was then that Bowyetta suddenly coughed up quite a bit of smoke. Her face turned dark blue once she realized what had happened. This only happened when her internal fire started to get low…

“Now that Bowyetta is thinking about it, maybe she should be having of some. But, she will be waiting until sirs are finished first.”

The Repairman, being rather self-conscious about his blobby form, refrained from making a mouth for himself, instead opting to “absorb” the food where his mouth would be.

He made it a point to keep his plate away from the table. You never knew…

In any case, the Repairman and Cat Slime both smiled as they ate their share of the egg…thing (Cat Slime more so). It was melt-in-your-mouth, and quite flavorful!

They both tried dipping a bit into some queso, which the inkblot definitely enjoyed. Cat Slime, however, felt his cheeks turn red as the sound of a steaming kettle could be heard. He made a mad dash for the toolbox, where he proceeded to drink some water out of a seltzer bottle for a minute. The Repairman couldn’t help but chuckle a little at this.

The two were about to start on the omurice when Bowyetta coughed up smoke.

“…Are you okay, Bowyetta? You need to…?”

Cat Slime, however, wasted no time in rushing back to the toolbox and pulling out a large cookie jar. One with a variety of locks and chains on it. He handed it to the Repairman.

“Gotta make sure he doesn’t eat all of them at once,” the Repairman explained, his hands becoming a blur as he opened the jar. “Anyway, uh, here.”

Link stared at Bowyetta with a frown. Something was wrong. She was shaking and wobbling on her legs. The little hero jumped up and reached over to the mechanical girl, hoping he could support her before she possibly collapsed.

“Bowyetta? Hey, are you okay? Your face looks flushed.”

Once Repairman had handed her the cookie, Link helped walk Bowyetta to the table and sat her on a nearby chair. He couldn’t help but fret over his friend, she had been acting weird the entire time.

Meanwhile on the other side of the window was the muffled sound of mechanical grinding. Truthfully it was irritating, but after a moment the sound stopped. Beside the whiteboard appeared a cup full of some kind of… purple red liquid. Link stepped over to pick it up and look at its contents.

“It’s cold like snow.”

//Ya//

“Is this supposed to be for Bowyetta?”

//It’s a good idea to have fruits and juice alongside a high calorie snack when feeling an incoming burn out so the lag doesn’t come back to hit you.//

“What’d you put in it?” he asked, handing the drink to Bowyetta. 

//Frozen blackberries, blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, cherries, mangoes, mint, and pomegranate juice. Stuff that’ll keep you full for a longer time.//

The little hero sat back down beside the robot, hoping to see some kind of change.

“Is the food helping at all, Bowyetta? If you need to lie down or something the bed’s all yours.”

“Oh, ah… Thanking of you muchly, you two.” Before Bowyetta could start eating, however, she found herself quickly whisked away by Link to sit on a chair. “This is really being okay, Mr. Link? Bowyetta did not mean to be worrying of everyone. Am thinking that she is having gotten a little too excited.”

She ate the cookie pretty quickly, and before long found herself presented with some sort of drink. “Oh, thanking of you muchly, Mr. Link.” She didn’t exactly know what was in it, but it did smell good, so she took a drink anyway. It was a little bit sweet and a little bit sour, but also oddly minty. “Am better feeling now, thank you. Bowyetta is apologizing muchly for worrying you all.”

Twilight frowned in concern at the strange sounds and behavior of Bowyetta. Or well, he couldn’t exactly frown with his impassive skeletal face, but he certainly looked worried. “You sound hungry, Miss Bowyetta. Do you want me to make some more? It doesn’t take long, I just have to send the others on a fetch quest again…” he crossed the room, kneeling in front of her to get a better look at her face, and the glowing blue orbs in his eye sockets narrowed slightly in concentration. She looked… flushed perhaps, since he wasn’t an expert on the physiology of robotic bow girls, but the cookie and juice seemed to be doing some good already.

Suddenly he realized that he was still a shade and the close proximity probably wasn’t welcome at the moment, so Twiight abruptly stood and backed away to give her space once more. His voice sounded almost sheepish as he added “Honestly, I should have made more to begin with, even if you aren’t judging I’ll bet you and Art and Miss Eclair would like to try the machaca anyways.” he turned to look over his shoulder at the other ghosts, Sparky rolling his eyes and Brown laughing and the two disappearing once more.

Now that things seemed to have calmed a little, since the panic of the cooking and Bowyetta’s exhaustion, the Repairman finally noticed something else about Twilight. He seemed to have gotten a skeleton.

“…Uh…hey…I just noticed the new body. It’s…something to behold,” he said, diplomatically. Maybe it was a work in progress…

Cat Slime, meanwhile, ignored everyone else and clambered up into Bowyetta’s lap. Yes, the omurice was calling his name, but his aunt needed him…

“Well,” the Repairman mused, “I could just order something for everyone after the cookoff is over. I mean, I’m not sure there’s enough food to go around…”

He realized how anachronistic this thinking was, and turned to Albie.

“I mean…” he explained, lamely, “I could…send a message and have someone send us more food pretty quick.”

He sighed.

“Anyway, we should probably finish everything before it gets cold. Let me know if you want anything delivered.”

Cat Slime, satisfied that his aunt was okay, happily bounced back over to the table, ready to taste-test what was left of the dishes.

“Hang on, I think I have a shrink ray somewhere…” *rummages from the silver 70’s sci-fi gun, mumbling* “…Wait, did I have it smelted?…Why would I…?”

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“Wait, wait, you’re gonna make us even tinier?!” Susumu started to panic. If she had been more than a few inches tall, she would’ve smacked the gun away from him. “We need to be bigger, not smaller!”

“Whoa, wait, what is she doing?!”

From the sounds of
it, something was up with Bonk. Maybe it had to do with what stopped
the Repairman from entering for a time, or what shrunk the whole group.

“Okay, okay,” he said, trying frantically to calm Beepsumu down, “slow down. Take me over there and we can figure this out…”

Beep scurried off toward the kitchen. “Look, you’ve probably already guessed but Bonk really isn’t happy with this situation. Not even Susumu’s magic is turning us back, and she’s trying to find the guy who did it… I can only imagine how scared Bowyetta and Susumu are…”

The state of the kitchen didn’t look too bad, except for a small piece that had been broken out of the door. “I tried to hold Bonk in the kitchen, but she got out when she crawled under the door. I know she’s somewhere in the house, but…”

The Repairman listened as he dashed over to the door, nodding solemnly. This couldn’t be fun for any of them…

“Hey, Bonk,” he called out, opening the door and looking all around, “You still in here? We can figure this out if you just…”

His voice trailed off, eyes widening as he saw something….

“Hang on, I think I have a shrink ray somewhere…” *rummages from the silver 70’s sci-fi gun, mumbling* “…Wait, did I have it smelted?…Why would I…?”

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“Wait, wait, you’re gonna make us even tinier?!” Susumu started to panic. If she had been more than a few inches tall, she would’ve smacked the gun away from him. “We need to be bigger, not smaller!”

“…No,” the Repairman replied, “I just got here. Though, now that you mention it, it took a bit longer to get here for some reason…”

He thought about it for a moment, but something else just grabbed his attention. He laughed.

“What can an itty-bitty Bonk do–”

He realized what he just said, and his face grew serious again. He began digging for the device again, this time more frantically.

“Took longer to get here? That certainly does sound suspicious…“ Susumu paused for a minute. “You mean, like something, or maybe someone, was trying to keep you out? I don’t know who that could be, but-“

Suddenly Beepsumu came in from the other room, looking frantic. “ShecrawledunderthedoorandIdon’tknowwhereshewentandIdon’tknowwhereBoyettaiseither-”

“Whoa, wait, what is she doing?!”

From the sounds of it, something was up with Bonk. Maybe it had to do with what stopped the Repairman from entering for a time, or what shrunk the whole group.

“Okay, okay,” he said, trying frantically to calm Beepsumu down, “slow down. Take me over there and we can figure this out…”

“Hang on, I think I have a shrink ray somewhere…” *rummages from the silver 70’s sci-fi gun, mumbling* “…Wait, did I have it smelted?…Why would I…?”

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“Wait, wait, you’re gonna make us even tinier?!” Susumu started to panic. If she had been more than a few inches tall, she would’ve smacked the gun away from him. “We need to be bigger, not smaller!”

“No, no,” the Repairman hastily explained, “It had a reverse function…”

He kept digging, trying to find the accursed thing.

“…at least, it does if I didn’t smelt the thing for extra material…”

“Well, whatever! We don’t even know how this happened, and Bonk’s been tearing the place up… Fortunately she’s too small to use her bat and-”

“Wait a minute… You wouldn’t have done this to us. You didn’t happen to… You know, see anything suspicious, did you?”

“…No,” the Repairman replied, “I just got here. Though, now that you mention it, it took a bit longer to get here for some reason…”

He thought about it for a moment, but something else just grabbed his attention. He laughed.

“What can an itty-bitty Bonk do–”

He realized what he just said, and his face grew serious again. He began digging for the device again, this time more frantically.

“Hang on, I think I have a shrink ray somewhere…” *rummages from the silver 70’s sci-fi gun, mumbling* “…Wait, did I have it smelted?…Why would I…?”

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“Wait, wait, you’re gonna make us even tinier?!” Susumu started to panic. If she had been more than a few inches tall, she would’ve smacked the gun away from him. “We need to be bigger, not smaller!”

“No, no,” the Repairman hastily explained, “It had a reverse function…”

He kept digging, trying to find the accursed thing.

“…at least, it does if I didn’t smelt the thing for extra material…”