HA:
oh, *ahem* yeah, um, of course. Well… *Their voice and posture take a
sheepish tone as they explain* I’m gonna be real with you, it’s kinda…
My fault. I invited a character into the studio, and, um, another
creator might have shown up as well, and it all went downhill from
there.[the
Fourth Wall is in the same state of disrepair as it was as a result of
the aforementioned event. Some ink and flesh-colored goo bubbles up
through a crack with an especially nasty burping noise, as if in
testament to HA’s guilt]
REPAIRMAN: [Nods, humming] Yeah, I’ve had that happen to me before…
[Turns to see MARIE’S eyes widening, rolls his eyes and lets Cat Slime go]
REPAIRMAN: Yes, Marie, I have. It was…well, it was something, but nothing that couldn’t be fixed…
[Goo spatters down the Wall.]
REPAIRMAN: …Eugh, speaking of which. Marie, could you–
MARIE: Way ahead of you. [Pulls a ladder from one of the toolboxes and leans it against the Wall.]
[As REPAIRMAN climbs up the ladder and works on the Wall, with MARIE occasionally passing a tool or grabbing the wobbly ladder, Cat Slime grabs a tiny rag and starts wiping off the goo that got onto the ground. His looking up at HA betrayed his desire for praise, and possibly cake.]
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