“Wow, an abandoned warehouse … how original. ” ((the Repairman speaking. If Marie is there, she’s probably shaking and trying to keep quiet, and if Cat Slime is there, he’s squeaking indignantly.))

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“Oh, my sincerest apologies!” The Demon Lord feigned concern for their comfort, “are the accommodations not to your liking?” He rose to his full height, glowering down at the three little blobs in the cage. “~~Despite what I might tell Anita…~~ You are not my guests, but prisoners–nothing more!”

“You should be grateful for your current situation in fact. Far better that I have chosen this than the dungeons to hole you up in for the time being. Unless you would rather I allow the Bobokins to do whatever they might please with you.” The Demon Lords beasts would either attempt to feast upon the little blobs or simply play around with them, roughly beating their new toys around with their clubs and fists.

“Considering the grim alternatives that I could have concocted for your initial confinement, you should really be watching that tone of yours.” He menacingly bared his fangs down at the repairman in particular with this final remark.

@siblings-a-fixin

As the Demon Lord rose up, the Repairman stepped forward protectively, as Marie and Cat Slime shuffled to hide behind him. The Repairman glared indignantly.

“Grateful–?” he started to protest, before the Demon Lord mentioned other monsters and a dungeon. Even he flinched as the demon bared his fangs.

He stole a glance at his still-shaking sister, holding their terrified pet. He sighed, looking downwards.

“…Fine,” he said after a while, with the bare minimum amount of sincerity. “Thank you for your hospitality.”

Marie swallowed, before moving forward an inch.

“Wh…what do you want with us?” she asked, shrinking back down.

Aggie told Cat Slime all about how Kit had “melted” in the blob and how it had taken her a while to get herself together enough for her to even get here. He was clearly upset, but managed to calm down somewhat by the end between talking to Cat Slime and seeing Kitterah managing.

“I hope you can Marie, that’s why I came to the experts!” She laughed a little which made her whole body jiggle and roll like jello.

“What are you looking for?” Kit asked. Once recovered enough from her laugh to stand still again, she then slowly shuffled over to peek into the tool box.

Cat Slime kept close to Aggie, smiling as he seemed to calm down a little.

The Repairman frantically moved to try and keep Kitterah stable as she laughed.

“Careful now…”

Meanwhile, Marie had pulled a ducky tube, an old laptop, and three different hand mirrors out of the toolbox until…

“AH! Here we are!”

She pulled out a box of plastic wrap, a lawn chair designed to have a bowl for a seat, a decently-sized blanket, a tarp, and a walker.

She handed the walker and one blanket to Kit, while placing the tarp on the ground.

“Now, as for the wrap…”

The Repariman, with alarming speed, dashed over and whispered to his sister, explaining how uncomfortable that was. Her cheerful face fell a little, but she gently placed the box back.

“Well, this should be plenty anyway.”

The Repairman looked around. Other than her suggestion of plastic wrap, Marie had set up a decent place to get used to things.

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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.

Insecure

@heros-bane

Well, this was new. Some….thing was clawing at the Wall. The Repairman wasn’t even sure what he was looking at in the poor light, or what it was doing, but he knew he needed to stop it before it got worse.

“Hey, sto—” he began to call out, before realizing (probably too late) that he should actually see what this was before he brought attention to himself. Whatever this thing was, it probably wouldn’t take too kindly to him…

He swallowed, looking around for a place that would hide him and his blinking siren light. He might even be able to figure this thing out from his surroundings…