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Karaoke Bomberdog’s visible eye lit up. “Oh! I’m glad you asked!” she
declared. “Of course, I don’t know why I never showed you to begin
with!”

She put her paw on the side of her head. “You’ve probably already
guessed this, but we all have different abilities,” she began, “You’re
wondering why they call me Karaoke Bomberdog, aren’t you? I’d be happy
to give you a demonstration right now!”

With that, the dog took a deep breath and began singing as loud as she could. “Theeeere’s JUUUUUST one MEEEE…”

Of course, she didn’t have any music to accompany her, but did she really need it? Her voice was glamorous enough as it was.

“Oh, wow! You all have special codena–”

And then Karaoke Bomberdog started to sing. Well, belt out a song. Well, screeching.

Even screeching was sounding a little generous at this point. Marie was stretching her bow, trying not to curl up into a ball or wail in agony.

The Repairman twitched, looking at his siren light uneasily. The bulb had a tendency to shatter under such sounds, even at the distance he was right now.

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…

Karaoke Bomberdog’s visible eye widened at the question. Well, that was certainly unexpected. She never expected even one of these things to take any sort of interest in her OR her fashion choices. The eyepatch was mostly just for looks…

But who said she couldn’t play up the story a bit?

“That’s… A surprising question,” she finally answered. “But, it’s really a personal thing. My sisters, coming back from the dead, the Bomberdog Bros., that sort of thing.” She tried to look as disinterested as she could, hoping to perpetuate their curiosity.

Marie’s eyes widened. Something involving sisters, brothers, and coming back from the dead? This didn’t seem to be that kind of world…

“…What…what happened…?”

The Repairman, meanwhile, started to move towards the side, so he could hopefully go around Karaoke Bomberdog unnoticed. He smiled and winked at Marie, who didn’t understand the gesture. At this point, any idea of deception had gone out of her head, as she genuinely wanted to hear the dog’s story.

“…You simply have to tell me what those things have to do with the mask!” she continued, starry-eyed.

Karaoke Bomberdog just hardened her glare even more. These… Creatures
just come into HER base, speak so rudely to her, and make her waste one
of her OWN bombs on top of it? What was she going to do if anything got
damaged? She’d be getting an earful from Phantom Bomberdog.

“There’s nothing wrong with any of the walls here,” she snapped. “Now GET. OUT. Before I call Plasma Bomberdog in here.”

It
was clear that Karaoke Bomberdog wasn’t going to let Repairman and
Marie finish their job easily. Maybe she could be distracted somehow?

“U-um, wait,” Marie stammered, eyes darting all over the place. “Erm…before you report us…you, uh…”

She blinked, realizing something odd about this…apparently vain dog (she remembered the “delicate lady” self-descriptions).

“…Could you tell us why you wear a mask? Surely a…fine lady such as yourself would….show her beautiful face all the time…?”

Yes, she was stalling for time, but she was genuinely curious. Was there some kind of horrible reason, or…?

As soon as that happened, however, Karaoke Bomberdog let out a
screech. Not only were these creatures rude enough to enter her base
without her knowing about it, but they were yelling at her as well? “How
dare you speak to me like that?!” she demanded. “Don’t you know how to
treat a lady?!”

As she continued lecturing, however, she
didn’t seem to notice that the fuse on the bomb was burning shorter and
shorter. “…If I wasn’t so delicate I would kick you out myself- EEK!”

She suddenly hurled the bomb across the room without warning.

Marie said nothing to that, simply glaring at the dog. She was a lady too, and even if she wasn’t a “proper” one, she at least knew they didn’t just chuck bombs around willy-nilly.

“Yeah, and if I actually had legs I would kick—AUGH!”

She dove aside, and the Repairman, focused on hitting the bomb back, looked genuinely disappointed that he missed, and the bomb exploded on a nearby wall.

“…Um, so that’s two-love, right?” he asked, before shaking himself out of that mindset. “E-er, look, ma’am, we don’t want to damage anything here, we’re just here to fix the Wall. Can we do that, please?”