Tag: sick

She giggled a bit. Any other day, she would’ve been fine to go along with his white lies if it didn’t hurt anyone. But seeing as he was the one in pain, she couldn’t really let herself ignore that.

“That might be for the best.”

She took out her old Mickey Mouse watch, Oddly enough, it still worked, even after that reboot.

“I’ve got some time to kill before I head to work myself. So… if you’d like, I could stick around, help out with anything you might need to help you feel better,” she offered, keeping her voice quiet so as not to make his headache worse.

The inkblot couldn’t help but nod slightly as Shinko encouraged him to at least rest, despite his protests.

He pulled a plastic lawn chair in from the left. It was green, it had no holes or fancy designs, and the seat was bowl-shaped. The Repairman was relieved to be sitting down in a chair he had no chance of seeping through.

“I’m sure I’ll be fine,” he replied, still trying to reassure her, “but it would be nice to catch up a bit…”

She gave him a sad smile. It really did hurt to see him aching like this. She knew she couldn’t help him fix the Wall, otherwise she would offer that in a heartbeat. Still, she figured there had to be something.

“I see that… but you know what I think? I think the ice pack would be even more helpful….”

She gently took it from his blobby grasp and placed it against his head. Hopefully, she could keep it there for him while he insisted on continuing to work.

“…if it was right here,” she finished, smiling down at him. She decided to stay seated on her knees so as not to hurt her own back trying to keep the ice pack on the Repairman’s head.

He didn’t resist when she took the pack away from him. Clearly, she wasn’t fooled by those assurances, so why bother? Besides, the ice pack was now back on his head, where it could ease his aching and his nerves.

“I guess you’re right,” he sighed, half in defeat and half in gratitude. “It is better there.”

He did his best to hurry so Shinko didn’t have to hold the ice pack for him for very long. He could dig the roller out of his toolbox without too much issue (though the sounds of the tools shifting grated on him somewhat), and while it was a bit painful for him to get a bucket of plaster out, he could at least drop it quicker than he picked it up. 

After a quick and messy coating, he turned back to Shinko.

“That’s done,” he said, relieved. Noticing her worry, he continued, “I…guess I could sit down until another break happens.”

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The young woman Toon quickly rummaged through her hammerspace before taking out a fairly cold ice pack.

“Here you go…” she responded quietly, kneeling down to hand it to him.

“…maybe you should take a break. I mean… this is the only crack you’ve got to work on right?”

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The Repairman took the pack with a “thank you" and set it on his head. It seemed to ease the aching enough for him to wrap up the work.

He looked at his siren for a moment, then turned back to Shinko.

"I…think this is the only one right now,” he admitted. “But more will be coming soon, and I have to be ready for them, too. I already slept once this year; I can’t afford to slip behind.”

After setting the boards in place and screwing them in, he remembered his fib and set the ice near the screws. Immediately, the aching came back, but he forced a smile as he showed Shinko the boards.

“See? It helps the screws get tighter!”

He hoped she bought it. He really had to stay vigilant at all times. After all, what kind of repairman would he be otherwise? He was the only Fourth Wall Repairman. He didn’t know what would happen if he left it unattended.

This kind of worry made his aches worsen. He hoped that cleared up soon.