[[Continued from: http://alinkbetweenportraits.tumblr.com/post/163853285701/askthefwrp-askthegreenguys]]

“Um…”

The Repairman, of course, was not at all used to talking to muns. What was worse, he didn’t understand half the jargon Clara said. It didn’t sound good, though…

“O…kay…erm…”

He looked at the food, and suddenly wasn’t hungry. But if it meant whatever that totally normal and not fourth-wall-breaking voice was saying didn’t happen, he’d do it.

…After he fixed the new crack in the wall, of course. He set his fork down and picked up a paint roller, which was already slathered in cement, and moved over to the Wall. He would be quick, sure, but would he be quick enough?

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Marie! Nice to meet a fellow assistant!”

Winnie
wasn’t too sure what a ‘Fourth Wall Repairman’ was, but she just
brushed it off and reached out to give a handshake. Well, she would’ve,
if if wasn’t for thee aforementioned noises.

“Uh… not too often, at least.”

Marie gulped.

“…Well, hopefully it’ll just pass, and–”

CLANGCLANGCLANGCLANG

“ACK!” she cried out, leaping into Winnie’s arms. She had precious little in her hammerspace, and she doubted her bow would protect her. She looked down at the floor, anticipating whatever this approaching thing was.

Meanwhile, the Repairman was dangling hundreds of feet in the air on a pair of large horseshoe magnets. He looked up at the stretch of pipe he still had to climb.

“…stupid, stupid,” he muttered, sweating. “…Tell her to go over there…in a strange lab…might as well HAND her to these guys…”

He redoubled his efforts, determined to get to Marie before any scalpel does.

Bowyetta nodded. “Is because Bowyetta is very much caring about you,
Mr. Sir,” she stated. “And Bowyetta is much glad you are liking of the
soup. Much apologies, but she was not having the time to be making the
noodles herself. Please to be understanding.”

She finished her
soup rather quickly, and sat watching Mr. Sir, waiting for him to
finish. As she went to lead him down the stairs, she continued talking.
“Actually, Mr. Sir, what you are saying we are watching of a movie
tonight? The Tippy The Gem Stars special Star Fake Revolution is coming on soon. Bowyetta is much wanting to be watching of it.”

But
once she made it to the bottom of the stairs, Bowyetta was stopped by
Beepsumu. “Bowyetta! Where’s Mr. Sir? What’s going on with you two?”

“Oh, of course, of course…” replied the Repairman, as he finished the soup off a few minutes after Bowyetta did.

“…A movie, huh?”

Well, not like he had much else to do.

“Sure! I think that’d be–”

He stopped behind Bowyetta, practically turning white as a ghost. He hastily put his hat on over his defunct siren light. He hoped he could hide the truth from Beepsumu, but doubted very much that it would happen.

“Oh…erm…everything’s fine! Just, uh…thought I’d stay here for a bit. Life’s been a little rough lately…Thank you both so, so much for taking care of Cat Slime…”

“…Could you read it again?”

princess-of-eldin:

(( Greetings! 🙂 ))

“… Again?” Anita glanced over the rim of the book she had been about to close. She thought for a moment, a hint of a smile playing at the edge of her lips. “Well… I suppose once more could not really hurt anything, could it?” She smiled fully, before turning the pages of the book back to the start. Anita was pleased they enjoyed the story as much as she did; and she was more than happy to read it over again.

[[Hi! Glad to finally interact!]]

Both the Repairman and Marie seemed to ask it simultaneously. The Repairman didn’t even notice that he stopped working on the Wall and started to recline on his tool cart. Marie, however, noticed, and saw an opportunity to show what she could do to help her older brother. Quietly, she grabbed a trowel and crept up to the half-fixed crack. That wonderful story would make for excellent background noise, and maybe she’d understand a few…weird…parts of it that didn’t make sense the first time…

🌟[[Marie @ whomever you want.]]

cortexscommandos:

send 🌟 to keep my muse from doing something dumb

“Hold it right there, you purple wad of mucus!” Neo grabbed Marie by her bow. “I don’t know why my assistant let you in here, but I would at least ask of you not to touch anything!”

“Ack!”

Marie suddenly found herself dragged back and lifted off the ground by her bow, face-to-face with (she presumed) Dr. Cortex.

“Oh, heh, sorry, I just noticed some of the buttons weren’t lit up…that’s not a problem, is it?”

To her, it looked like they were blinking out at pure random, but she realized that was kind of a dumb conclusion to think this was an issue.

“…Sorry, I’ll leave it to you next time, Dr. Cortex…”

All five of the Denpas quickly moved out of the way once a path was
cleared. They certainly weren’t staying trapped back there forever!
Susumu, however, stopped for a second. “Thanks for saving us,” she said.
“But…” she tilted her head. “What ARE you?” She walked up and held out a
tiny paw to Cat Slime.

“I guess that means he doesn’t eat
Denpa-Men,” the white-haired Denpa remarked. “I thought everything
outside of Digitoll ate Denpas, but…”

Her eyes widened suddenly
when she heard that, however. “Wait, what?! A blizzard?! Does… Does that
mean we’re trapped here?! We’re gonna freeze, aren’t we?!”

Cat Slime hastily shook his head. This wasn’t the first time something like this happened (though, if the Repairman knew ahead of time, he would leave his pet in the Void for a bit). His ear twitched, and he squeaked a sound similar to “c’mon!” He moved a couple things, and descended down a newly-revealed hole in the pile. If they were going to stay, he might as well show his home off.

Sono noticed no one else except the
stranger before her. Even when he
looked behind her to give a glance to
someone else, the scientist seemed
oblivious to it.

♬ “Look. I don’t know what an Inkblot Toon is, but I must follow my own
protocol and security measures.”

With that, Sono began to reach into
one of her gloves, pulling out a small
device. She clicked a button on the
surface of it and began to speak.

♬ “Intruder alert, protocol 7-A. I need to make my surveillance…stronger,
I suppose. Will forcefully remove with sound waves.”

And thus, Sono began to remove her
wand as she put the little device away,
preparing the blast the intruder off of
the premises.

“Ah, wait, when you say remove with sound waves…” the Repairman said, inching back. This wasn’t good; if he didn’t fix the Wall here, who knows what would happen…

Marie, on the other hand, didn’t see what this scientist was pulling out. If she was forcibly removing him…oh no…

“Um, if you made the rules…” the Repairman laughed nervously, “can’t you break them?”

And then Marie the paint spatter leaped onto Sono’s back, trying to reach for the weapon. She had a surprisingly strong grip, too.

“Don’t…you…dare!” she grunted, as she kept trying to snatch the wand.

The Repairman, shocked by this sudden development, could do little more than jump back.

Medical gave her brother a squeaky huffing noise. Well, maybe she had
one last plan. She just had to reposition her body so she slipped
through Marie’s arms…

Splat.

It didn’t hurt Medical,
of course, but just for added effect, she started to cry. She couldn’t
make any tears, of course, but she hoped her squeaky sobs would get the
point across.

Susumu, meanwhile, took a closer look at the
printing on the card. “Do you seriously think that, Mr. Sir?” she asked.
“Because honestly… From the sound of things… It sounds like they
thought you might be lonely. Living alone, it… It’s alright, but… Maybe
they just didn’t want you to be lonely.”

Marie screamed when she heard Medical go splat. As the slime started to cry, Marie started to panic.

“OhnowhathaveIdoneImsosorryPLEASEDOESANYONEKNOWWHATTODO?!”

Cat Slime glared at Medical. This was low, even for her. As Marie shook, staring at the dropped slime, he patiently moved in front of her and squeaked that she wasn’t hurt, she was doing this for attention.

Unfortunately, Marie didn’t know Slime yet, and Cat Slime looked peeved. She burst into tears, thinking he was accusing her of hurting his sister.

“ImsosorryCatSlimeIdidntmeanto…”

* * *

“…Why would they make her an assistant then?” the Repairman asked. “Am I really doing that shoddy of a job that I need help? How long until she outshines me and just ups and takes my job?”

He flopped down on the ground.

“…I…I don’t think I can compete with a new blot…” he said, in a monotone voice.

The weasel let her guess for a little while longer, before giving her an answer. “Uh.. I’m pretty sure It just stands for his first name, Neo. Then again, I never asked him.”

“Speaking of names, I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced.” She tried to change the subject. “I’m Winnie Weasel, and yourself?”

“…NEET? Neon? Nourishment? Nyarlathotep? Northwest–ohhh! That makes more sense!”

She sighed in relief. She was beginning to run out of guesses, and out of breath.

“Yeah, heh,” she chuckled, “we haven’t. Hi, Winnie! I’m Marie, assistant to the Fourth Wall Repairman!”

She didn’t see a reason to hide that; after all, Winnie seemed really sweet, and Marie doubted she’d do much with this information.

Clang! Clang!

Rhythmic banging sounds came from somewhere below. Something was climbing on the metal below, and it seemed to be getting faster.

Marie looked at Winnie uneasily.

“…Does…that happen often…?” she asked.

Bowyetta stood up, checking herself to make sure she wasn’t damaged,
before she looked back at Mr. Sir. She honestly didn’t know what he
meant by that. She was a weapon, she had been created to destroy. How was she going to take care of a child?

Even
so… Barrette was still hers, and she didn’t want to see any harm come
to her, or for anyone to take her away. She stood up and walked over to
Barrette, picking her up gently. “Bowyetta is very much loving of you,
Barrette. But…” She looked at the others. “You will all be helping of
Bowyetta?”

“When I’m around, I sure will!”

He took a look at Barrette and smiled. It was surprising how making a Bowyetta tinier was an easy way to make her even cuter.

“…Hey, Barrette, you want to do anything while I’m here?”

Cat Slime squeaked and hopped down, moving towards her affectionately.