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“Eww, and just what are YOU supposed to be?” The pink Bomberdog demanded, adjusting her eyepatch slightly as she glared at the two blobby creatures. She had never seen anything like them before on this planet. Were they even FROM this planet?

Well, if there were monsters in her base, she’d just have to take care of them herself. She produced a pink heart-shaped bomb from behind her back and held it above her head.

“…I suggest you leave before I blow you apart.”

“…We’re just passing Toons,” the Repairman muttered, offended by the dog’s apparent disgust. Blobs or not, he and Marie were fine!

Both looked in confusion at the “heart”. Was this some kind of weird greeting–

Oh.

“No need for that,” the Repairman huffed, pulling a tennis racket out from seemingly nowhere. He wasn’t gonna get blown into smithereens again today!

Marie, meanwhile, was ready to charge this dog. She planned to tackle her and defuse the bomb.

“PUT IT DOWN!”

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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⊱🎀⊰ ❝e-excuse me—❞ was this really the time to be acting so polite? especially considering that this person was, well— ❝i think you’re s-sitting on my tail mister!❞

“Hmm?”

The Repairman had just sat down on the bench (…so to speak; he was a blob of ink, after all). He didn’t even see who else was there, but…

“Oh!” he exclaimed, hopping off the bench, and quickly looking at her tail. He hoped he didn’t hurt her…

“Sorry ‘bout that… didn’t see you there…” he laughed awkwardly. “Just been up and busy all day…”

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“So YOU’RE the guy I’m keeping in business!”

He looks to the readers, “Appreciate him, folks! His job’s pretty rough!”

“Thanks for understand–hey!”

He sighed and shook his head. He had encountered this before.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to keep himself in check.

“All right, look, this isn’t the only place I gotta be today, so if you could at least wait a bit, that’d be nice…”

He produced his cart, with two toolboxes on the bottom shelf and a snoozing Marie on the top. After a brief check to make sure her headphones and sleeping mask were on, he pulled the red toolbox and began to sift through it.

“Mr. Repairman!? What happened to you!? Did someone curse you or something!?”

“Eugh…I don’t wanna talk about it…” the Repairman began, before Marie jumped in, saying “We got mixed together…”

“…Did you really have to say that?” the Repairman scolded his sister.

“Well, it did!” she huffed. “Besides, I’m not gonna be called a curse by anyone else, thank you!”

“I never called you a–”

And the rest of their tiff became incoherent as they endlessly spoke over each other.

“…Ahh~!” Vinny was startled as he was quite suddenly pulled out of
Bowyetta’s hair. His usual smile returned once he saw Mr. Sir. “Oh, Mr.
Sir~!” he greeted. “How is everything going~? Was Bowyetta able to-”

When
he saw Bowyetta, however, his eyes widened and he pulled away from Mr.
Sir. “Oh no… Is… Is she going to be okay…? What… Happened to
her…?”

Vinny wasted no time in diving back into Susumu’s
hair. When he returned, he was followed by several other arrows. “Right,
everyone, you know what to do~!!” he instructed. The arrows gathered
around Bowyetta, and after some trying, managed to lift her up,
carefully placing her onto the stretcher. As the rest of the arrows
returned to her hair, Vinny turned back to Mr. Sir. “Do you need any
more help, Mr. Sir~? Or, can we get her out of here now~?”

“I don’t know, she just fell over…” he started, worried, before watching Vinny fly back into Bowyetta’s hair.

The Repairman was quick to put the stretcher onto his tool cart, after moving his toolbox so it was next to the other one on the bottom shelf.

The toolbox squashed quite a bit. Not enough to endanger the toolboxes, but it would have been irreparable if it wasn’t a cartoon. As it was, the inkblot was sure it would spring right back up when Bowyetta moved off of it. At least, he hoped she would…

“No, I think we’re going back to the void now,” he sighed, gripping the handles. It was going to be a long trip, but he certainly could get there…

After some grunting and strained pushing, they were out of this bizarre place and on their way home.

“Hey, of course it’s okay!” Quartz answered her. “We made enough for everyone, after all.”

Susumu
turned to Cat Slime, reaching into one of the boxes. “Alright, little
guy, you can have one now,” she said, producing a sandwich from one of
the boxes and handing it to him. “Sorry, it’s not anything too fancy,
just ham and cheese.”

Beep took a look around. “Well, is there
a table around here or something?” she asked. “Or maybe a blanket so we
can have a proper picnic? I think it’d be nice to sit down and get to
know each other while we eat…”

~~[[I mean, if you need a table…]]~~

No, that wouldn’t be needed. The Repairman had a table out already, pulling it from his absurdly spacious blue toolbox.

Cat Slime immediately hopped onto the picnic table, happily nibbling on the sandwich. Hey, he didn’t need anything fancy in his treats!

Carefully, Marie sat down on one end, next to her brother. She really wasn’t prepared for anything like this so quickly after she came to be.

“…Uh…Well, erm, what do you guys do for a living?” It wasn’t much, but it was a start. “I mean, other that cuteness competitions, of course”

She scratched under Medical’s chin with one hand and patted Cat Slime’s head with the other.

The Repairman couldn’t help but chuckle at that last remark. Gosh, already she was joking? Maybe if he could keep her from replacing him, she’d be a nice companion anyway…

Shinko raised her hands up defensively. “I wasn’t here for that!”

Crystal
chuckled a bit, “No, it was before Shinko got here. Belial has… a bit
of a temper. And she can get stir-crazy. I don’t know a lot, but she
talks like an old woman, ranting about how back in her day, she’d be
destroying villages left and right with glee. So if she’s angry enough,
she’ll try to reenact her glory days by destroying buildings. A couple
of residents got injured last time, but it was the buildings that took
the most damage.”

“Yeah… that’s why Crystal tells me to be careful
whenever I go to the Cafe. She doesn’t want me to accidentally make
Miss Belial too angry with any Toon-y antics,” Shinko replied with a
sheepish smile.

By now, Falcon had seemingly finished eating and was standing up from his seat to walk over to the living room.

“Oh… you gonna go watch more movies?” Crystal asked Falcon.

The demon nodded before seating himself on the floor, just in front of the television.

“Ah,” the Repairman said, thanking his lucky stars he didn’t mess the cafe up when he fixed the Wall that one time. Still, he wasn’t surprised that it was mostly buildings that got hurt; that seemed to be how things were when rampages like that happened, at least from what he saw…

“Those people turned out okay, right?” Marie asked, a look of minor concern on her face. If Crystal was saying it so casually, it couldn’t have been terrible, but still…

“I see,” the Repairman said, nodding to Shinko. He would have to make a note of that; he wouldn’t want to annoy Belial just by being a Toon. And maybe he shouldn’t sneak in, even if it’s closed when a break in the Wall is there…

His train of thought was interrupted when Falcon got up. Oh yeah; he had to get up soon, too.

“Wanna walk and talk while I go fix the Wall?” he asked, patting his face with a napkin.

“We fix the Wall?” Marie asked, quietly but hopefully.

@rcse-garden

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.

Black, White, and Purple

“well at your current state…” Shalbie said as he gestured to the
repairman not being able to keep his simple blob form, “ I guess the
safest place would be my house or Gramps house. You know what lets go to
my place, that way we don’t bother nobody after all I think my roomate
is currently on a quest of his own.” Shadow said as he offered himself
as support for his new friend.

“Epcot? never heard about
anyone with that name before, but just by how it sounds I guess it
belongs to a rich guy and I’m sure you made quite the scene stealer
there buddy do tell me the story!” Shalbie answered happily as both
began to walk toward Link’s house.

“…Awright…” the Repairman slurred, leaning onto his friend, “l-lead the way!”

He hiccuped and rambled on as they walked over to the house.

* * *

“…S-so then there was that magic carpet, and oh, lemme tell ya…”

He finally clammed up once he got a look at Link’s house.

“…L-looks familiar. L-like tha time with the m-mini cake mixers. Or maybe…something with cooking? And…Oh, I dunno…”