rcse-garden – Siblings-a-Fixin'

Well Alison’s head certainly felt like it was spinning as the two
started talking to her though she thinks she got most of it. They had to
do something to the wall? That part was a little hard to understand
because there were a lot of broken walls in the studio. She also
certainly knows now that these two had broken into the studio. Most
people were trying to get out, not get in, so that seemed a bit weird.

“M-Me? I’m..I’m….”

That
question was hard to answer, who was she? Alice? A mistake? A new toon
entirely? Well it was probably best to use the new name she had given
herself and go from there.

“I’m A-Allison … A-Allison An-Angel, Ally for short. W-Who are you?”

“Well, I’m the Fourth Wall Repairman,” the male voice replied.

“I’m Marie!” the female voice chimed in.

“Sorry you had to meet us like…this,” the Repairman said, as they gestured towards their body. “Normally we’re separate, but…”

“Blenders do funny things to inkblots and paint spatters,” Marie finished.

The blob shuddered.

“Did you have to be so blunt?”

“Sorry, couldn’t think of anything else to say.”

They shook their head.

“W-well, anyway,” Marie finally said, “nice to meet you, Ally!”

They extended a long, drippy hand.

Ally had to be careful when wandering around the studio, there were a
lot of hazards she had to avoid. The ink, the ones who didn’t realize
she wasn’t Alice and tried to hurt her, and the studio was falling apart
rather badly. If you weren’t careful where you stepped you might fall
through the floor or get surprised by a broken pipe. This part of the
studio was always silent so hearing voices was a startling surprise for
her, and Ally did her best to follow the voice.

It wasn’t long before she caught up to the strange intruder. They defiantly weren’t a toon from this studio.

“Hello?”

“OH!” the Repairman exclaimed. “Yes, hi, we’re just…doing…things…around here…”

“Oh, give up,” Marie sighed irritably, turning to the other Toon. “Sorry, you can probably guess we’re not from around here. Is it all right if we quickly fix the Wall here…?”

“You didn’t have to mention–”

“She probably already knows. Most Toons seem to…”

“…Fair enough…”

“Well, anyway, sorry you have to meet us like this.”

Marie gestured to the blended form she shared with her brother.

“…Bit of a story. Anyway, who are you? Surprised we haven’t met a whole lot of others here…”

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The Repairman and Marie moved (quite literally) as one through the bowels of the sepia studio. Things sure have changed since they were last there, and Marie was beginning to suspect that they were lost.

It was slow going, as well; the Repairman refused to let the ink here touch their blended body.

“…Are you sure this is okay, Repairman?” Marie asked, hints of her brothers’s voice echoing as she spoke.

“Look, we should be able to get through here fine,” the Repairman replied, his sister’s voice echoing as HE spoke. The fact that they were now a blob monster was left unsaid, but the Repairman was sure it would help them fit in okay. Of course, he didn’t take into account that they were a navy blue thing in a world of black and white.