The door opened, and a small inkblot peered into what he hoped was a shop.
“Um…hello…?” the Repairman called, being careful not to intrude. “Is…this the local store…?”
He took a cursory look around, and risked a step in. For some reason, no one was willing to give directions to a small, featureless, non-fitting inkblot around here. He just hoped that his lack of literacy in Ancient Hylian wasn’t failing him now…
“K-k-key?” She echoed, closing her eyes to try and remember WHAT a key was, let alone WHERE it was. If it was the thing that opened the cage though… She could see, in her mind, the little golden key glinting in her captor’s hand. When he was done he put it… She opened her eyes and pointed to a drawer of a desk not far off. “The-e-er-re.” She pointed to the top drawer of the dark brown desk across the room.
Oh. Well. That was easier than he thought.
“All right,” he said, moving over to the desk, “let’s get you out and abou–”
He stared into the drawer. There was no key. He riffed through some papers, opened some other drawers, but no, there didn’t seem to be any key. Figures.
“Well,” he sighed, pulling his tool cart from stage left, “there’s always plan B.”
Meanwhile, somewhere in the interdimensional void, there rested a small house, as strange as it may have been. Normally this house was quiet, but today…
“That is IT! I can’t stand for her actions anymore!” A girl with a strange, cube-shaped head stormed down the stairs, followed by a redheaded girl with sunglasses.
The redheaded girl grabbed the cube-head’s hand. “But Bonkakira only wanted to help those people. Lighten up a little, would you?”
The cube-head pulled her hand away. “Help them? You were HELPING them? Bonkakira, don’t you realize that we’re only allowed to stay here if we DON”T interfere with dimensions other than our own? Don’t you realize we’re not the only interdimensional travelers that exist?”
While this was going on, a tall, striped creature was watching from the other room. She somewhat resembled the others with her red hair, yet she clearly wasn’t human. At last, she stepped into the room to speak up, “Bowyetta is thinking you both should making up right now this moment!”
Bonkakira turned towards the bow creature. “No one asked you, you demented candy cane.”
“Don’t you talk to her like that!” The cube-head snapped as Bonkakira stormed out the door. “Hey, where do you think you’re going?!”
“Bonkakira is going somewhere she doesn’t have to look at you.”
Bowyetta followed Bonkakira out the door, only to be stopped by the cube-head. “Waiting just a second! Bowyetta is not thinking you should going out in there!”
“Don’t worry, Bowyetta,” The cube-head put her hand on Bowyetta’s “shoulder”, or rather what she had resembling one. “No matter how far she goes, she’ll find her way back here when she’s ready.”
“Bowyetta is hopeful that you are being correct about this.”
It didn’t take too long for the Repairman to go to the void. It was pure white, all around. The inkblot didn’t even cast a shadow.
He started to wonder why he wasted his time coming here when he heard the distant sound of a door opening. He turned to see not only a house, but a few of people emerging from it. One looked humanoid, the other two…not so much. Only one of them was leaving, apparently in a hurry. He could hear some hollering, but he couldn’t make it out.
Whatever it was, he felt like he should give a wide berth as he moved towards the house and fixed the Wall.
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