“Ummmmm, I know you guys are busy but… a little help?” The voice was Kit’s but the form it was coming from was decidedly less so. Aggie protectively following, hovering and squeaking behind her. Kit looked like a blob like them… mostly. It seemed she was having some trouble keeping her form as she slowly shuffled towards them.

Honestly she felt like something from a horror movie, and she felt super exposed. She was glad at least her necklace stayed on, but she didn’t dare ask why or how.

“Hey, relax, Kit,” the Repairman said reflexively, as he quickly adjusted the plank over yet another fracture in the Wall. “We’ll help you out, just a sec…Huh?”

He looked as Marie was tugging at his arm. If he wasn’t a Toon, or liquid, the way his arm was stretching and bending would have been more than a little concerning. He would at least be as shocked and worried as Marie looked right now.

He turned a little to the right, and he realized why Marie couldn’t even speak outside of quiet stammers.

“…K-Kit?”

He slowly moved over to the grey blob, ready to gently correct her form, with Marie nervously following.

“…Th-this isn’t some kind of joke, is it?” he asked, nervously, as he lifted her from under her arms. “Marie, gimme a hand with this…”

The blue blob went behind Kit and began, with shaking hands, to slowly smooth her out a little, starting with her scalp.

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Martcha was even more surprised at that. “Oh! I’ve never seen living
ink and paint before!” she exclaimed. “Let alone such an adorable-”

And then she let out a yelp as something was suddenly shoved into
her. “W-what is…” she started to say. “Wait… You think I’m going to-?!”

Well, what else could Martcha say at this point? She looked at the
tray in front of her, and then the blob of ink and slime watching. “Um…
T-thank you… For this, but…” she began. “I… Really can’t accept this.
I’m not THAT kind of god, you know?”

Marie looked up, sheepishly, and stopped shaking.

“O-oh…”

She sighed, picking herself up. Looking back at a Cat Slime who was gawking, confused, and a Repairman who was barely holding back sympathetic snickers, she realized just how dumb she made herself look.

Her eyes turned to the tray she was still holding.

“…Erm,” she asked, trying to save face, “…sorry about that…heh…In any case, you want a bit of fruit…? It’s not much, but…”

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Ace heard a weird shuffling sound. He looked around for the source and spotted a familiar figure, “Hey!” He called to the Repairman, waving an arm to beckon him over.

“Your back! Glad to see you got through the desert alright before.” Ace said once the Repairman had gotten closer.

“Eh? OH!“

The Repairman waved to Ace, moving closer.

“Hey! ‘S been a while!” He shrugged. “Yeah, thanks. It was just tedious, but I’m glad I got to a campfire then! Thanks you so much for that…”

He rubbed his hand behind his back.

“Anyway, how have you been? Has the inventory thing worked out?”

A lot had happened since he last saw Ace, but he wasn’t sure where to begin. Maybe it would be easier once Marie and Cat Slime brought the cart over here.

Belial seemed slightly shocked upon hearing that this blob seemingly knew of Shinko. If this blob was a friend of hers, Shinko probably wouldn’t want Belial to leave Marie lost in the woods like she had been thinking about.

She let out a small sigh, slowly standing up. “Perhaps I should take you to her home then. Shinko will probably have a better idea of how to help you than I do. But you’ll have to stay close or risk getting lost again. I won’t come back for you if you do. Is that understood?”

Marie perked up, as this woman gave her a direction to go. Needless to say, she found this a far better plan than just wandering around the forest aimlessly.

She shivered as she slowly nodded, agreeing to Belial’s terms. Well, it may not be a perfect solution, but it was at least a ray of hope.

“Th-thank you, m-ma’am….” she managed, as she prepared to walk with Belial.

Bowyetta was smiling brightly at Mr. Sir. “Is much being okay, Mr.
Sir,” she said. “We are always being here for you if you are needing!”

Beep nodded. “It’s a terrible thing that happened, but… Bowyetta’s
right. If you want, we’ll be happy to take you and Cat Slime in, even if
it’s just for a while.”

The inkblot sighed, looking at the floor for a moment. He gave his trenchcoat a hitch as he looked back up, smiling at them tearfully.

“…Th-thank you,” he finally managed, running over to hug the nearest misfit. “I th-think I m-might need that.”

And with that, he sunk his head into the girl’s shoulder, gently sobbing gratefully. Cat Slime moved over to nuzzle his owner reassuringly. Whatever was happening, it was going to be a process.

Karaoke Bomberdog tossed one of her ears, not even noticing the ink
blob moving along behind her. “Oh, the Bomberdog Brothers!” she began.
“I’m actually related to them. Did you know that?“She paused for dramatic effect, before continuing on. “But, the truth is, they never appreciated me. Especially not… My sisters.
That’s why I had to go off on my own. Well… For a short time anyway. I
was soon picked up by the Five Dastardly Bomberdogs. And no, I don’t
know why they called themselves that when there were four of them, but
that isn’t the point!”At this point, she was actually hoping the blue blob would ask for more. She was really getting into this…

“…Maybe they were looking for a fifth Bomberdog…?” Marie mused. That was the best guess she had, at any rate. Her eyes widened in realization. “Wait, if that’s the case, you must give something the other four need! How’d they see your talents…and what are they, if I may ask?”

The Repairman, as he still inched along, took note of the fact he may have to watch for four more dogs. No telling how easy it’d be to get past them. He sighed, hoping his sister would be okay as he went on ahead. So long as she kept stroking this dog’s ego, she should be fine…

Belial sighed. She supposed that the sooner she helped this stranger, the sooner they would be on their way.

“This is the forest on the outskirts of Versille. If you’re new to
this place, I can’t say I’m surprised. Those who can’t fly above the
trees usually end up lost if they don’t know how to navigate it,” she
replied.

“V…Versille?” Marie asked, eyes widening. She looked around, only stopping to brush a sheet of frost off her arm.

“…Y-you mean where Sh-Shinko l-lives?” she asked, finally. “Th-that’s a long way from D-Duckburg, isn’t it?”

She sighed, shaking her head as she looked at the solid trail she left in the snow instead of footprints. Oddly, none of her paint was left behind. She supposed it all just froze together.

Speaking of freezing, Marie unconsciously inched closer to the fire.

“…I-I hope Repairm-man can follow m-my trail, at least…He’s m-much b-better at n-navigating….”

Beep didn’t understand the squeaking, but she nodded anyway. “Right.
Thank you very much,” she said, hoping she was saying the right thing.
Hey, this guy had just saved their lives. The least she could do was be
polite.

Susumu looked in the room, and her eyes immediately started sparkling. “Oh wow!” she exclaimed. “What’s all this?”

Beep frowned slightly. “Susumu. You know what those things are,” she scolded. “Human noise boxes. Too loud for my liking.”

Susumu
continued looking in the room anyway. “Aww, come on!” she said, looking
at Cat Slime hopefully. “Can’t we go inside for a bit?”

Cat Slime smiled.

“Mi mi mi mi MI mi!” he squeaked, proud of his self-perceived prowess at running the turntable.

His ears sagged somewhat as Beep said it would be too loud. Ah well, maybe he could come back later if they wanted…Oh, Susumu wanted to go in now?

His ears perked up again and he nodded, bounding over to the turntable with the intent of playing something a little softer.

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‘What do chuchus eat?’ Shalbie thought as he took a quick look at the kitchen. ‘Maybe some bread to start is okay!’ He continued to go over the items on the pantry until he spotted a loaf of bread. ‘Wait it is a baby so maybe just milk. Now where did Link leave the milk bottle?’

After
a while of searching Shalbie finally found a bottle of milk and still
decided to bring the loaf f breath to cat slime. “I hope this is okay, I
have no idea what else is there to offer, maybe some jerky i don’t
know haven’t checked what meat we have.” he added as he left the milk
and bread by the slime. “Dig in!”

Cat Slime was beside himself with excitement. A new friend, and already he was being offered food! Best of all, the Repairman couldn’t stop him from “overeating” this time!

He hopped up and down in excitement, imagining all the pastries and sandwiches and fruits he would be diving into…

…Only to see a loaf of bread and some milk. Okay, it wasn’t a king’s feast, but it was something. His hopping slowed to a halt, squeaking a calm thanks before starting to nibble on the bread.

“Toons are supposed to make people laugh….”

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At least Madeline wasn’t wrong about her creation, but she wasn’t entirely sure if she was even meant to be funny or not.

The Repairman sighed.

“…At least you were made for entertainment of some kind,” he said, sitting down. It was clear from the way he did it he put a lot of practice into making his blobby inkblot form have a clear “sitting” look.

He wasn’t entirely convinced that real-life humans didn’t just all have broad (if sick) senses of humor, though, but it wasn’t worth fighting over that.

“I was just made to fix the Fourth Wall. I wasn’t made as an entertainer at all!”