The princesses’ first thought upon hearing the ripping noise was that she mustve snagged her dress on a poorly trimmed branch. She wasnt paying attention, her nose in her journal as walked the familar high-walled hedge maze- It’s happened before.
But what confused her was that the noise continued, even after she stopped walking…Where was that coming from? Zelda snaps the journal shut, tucking it under her arm as she quickened her pace. Her Hylian ears allowed her to track down the suspicious noise, pinpointing the source down a forsaken path. At the dead-end she saw it. A portal! It was unlike anything Zelda has ever seen. Her curiosity got the better of her and before she realizes it, she is reaching out to touch it.
For some reason, the siren light was calling the Repairman to a Hyrule. He wasn’t sure which one (nor did he care), but he still had to wonder why he visited this string of timelines so frequently as of late.
He considered this as he went through a hedge maze by some castle. He wound up hopelessly lost after trying to turn anywhere towards the break in the Wall. Oh, boy.
He was about to pull out a periscope when he noticed… the damage was intensifying? Granted, it wasn’t anywhere near the worst case, but what kind of Fourth Wall Repairman would he be if he just let this happen when he was so close?
He began to move faster through the maze, this time ignoring walls and dodging branches to get to the break. He came across a woman about to… poke the Wall?
Without even thinking, he dashed to try and get in front of her, hoping he could make it before she made matters worse.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 