It's been months and suddenly:

[i_can_fix_it]

A good evening to you, too, ma'am! Oh, me? Well, I'm just dandy–

"Enough with the pleasantries?" I don't know about you, but I can sense some urgency going on here...

I mean, I know I haven't been out for too long here and you've only got back to me about this 'application' thing. Oh, I know you haven't watched the movie more than twice! That's all right by me, ma'am. I don't hold nothing against your memory.

Now, now. We'll figure this out, right? If you do need the assistance, I can fix it! Just type out something and see where it goes from there.

Comments

[kingofnightmares]

Do you fix a lot of things?

[i_can_fix_it]

Why, yes sir, I do! That's my job.

[kingofnightmares]

Interesting. And you fix things with that hammer of yours, yes?

[He gestures to his side where his hammer is holstered.]

[i_can_fix_it]

Yes, sir! Passed down from one generation to the next and I've been taking good care of it since.

[Although proud of the fact, he wonders why the interest.]

[kingofnightmares]

So your hammer fixes things. Must be quite the burden when you're in a fight of some sort.

[i_can_fix_it]

I'm not really one for the fighting games, but it's nothing too bad? I mean, it helps.

...Wh-why would it be a burden?

[kingofnightmares]

You wouldn't be able to protect yourself with that kind of hammer. You can't hurt anyone with it, now can you? And you have no other weapons on your being.

[i_can_fix_it]

Well? Uh...eheh...I guess you're right about that...

[kingofnightmares]

So in other words. Without your hammer, what can you do?

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[i_can_fix_it]

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[i_can_fix_it]

Heavens to Betsy, all I can do is fix!! That's all in my programming!

[kingofnightmares]

That's too bad. Looks like you'll need someone at your side at all times.

[i_can_fix_it]

I...but I've been doing pretty good on my own!

[kingofnightmares]

And what have you been doing on your own?

[i_can_fix_it]

Fixing the building! Maintenance work. Getting pies and medals from the Nicelanders?

[kingofnightmares]

...That's it?

[i_can_fix_it]

...Yup!

[kingofnightmares]

You don't do anything else?

[How boring.]

[i_can_fix_it]

Well. No! But there's nothing wrong with doing the same thing over and over again! It's mighty nice to have a routine.

[roadblasted]

Hah! Even yer Mun thinks ya flap yer trap too much, Fix-It!

[i_can_fix_it]

Turbo??? Oh dear.

–Now hold on a minute, that's something me and the Mundane have to work out!

[roadblasted]

No, I'm freakin' Pac-Man.

[The racer rolls his eyes.]

Yeah yeah, what's bein' "worked out" is yer Mun thinkin' "Blah blah blah, get'ta point already, dweebsauce!"

[i_can_fix_it]

[He puffs out his cheeks a bit.]

Rude. But there's a game plan floating around in there somewhere. She's thinking of applying to one of the journal games!

[roadblasted]

Well whoopdee-flippin'-doo fer you, go stuff yer face with'a one those goshdarn pies ya love so dang much'ta celebrate.

[Turbo crosses his arms, pouting childishly.]

My Mun just dropped me outta'a game. Man, and I'd scored a sweet new pad too...
But she's thinkin' a'openin' somethin' called a "dressin' room"? Not the puttin' on clothes kind, I'm guessin'.
Says it'll work just like the arcade, where we'll all be in our games? Don't see what's so excitin' about that...
...
But now that I think about it, that might mean I actually get'ta go back'ta Turbo Time!
[Suddenly, he perks up.]
Oh man, if that's true I'm sure not complainin'! Better than bein' homeless!

[i_can_fix_it]

My goodness, watch your language! There may be women and children viewing these conversations!

But a dressing room? I've heard of those from all the chatter floating about in the Mundane's waiting room. I think it sounds like a good idea, though! Keeps some people out of trouble and all.

[notaglitch]

Hey, my mun has only see th'movie once, so you're already in better shape than I am!

[i_can_fix_it]

It sounds like it is, but it's been a while. I guess part of it is also the whole 'clicking' thing, she calls it.

[notaglitch]

Clickin' huh..? ...Well long time or not, I guess it's a good thing our muns are still bringin' us out into this place. Means they haven't lost interest, yet anyways.

So does that mean you're gonna get to be in a game?

[i_can_fix_it]

She's a little late on the uptake, but the interest just sparked back to life recently! So it's something.

Well, I hope so. If not, then I don't want to rush her.

[notaglitch]

Games are pretty fun! I should know- my player's put me in one.

They can get a little intense though, so I hope ya can handle it.

[i_can_fix_it]

They sure sound like it.

–But oh, I don't think the Mundane ever mentioned anything about that! Is is that bad?

[notaglitch]

Weeeell...depends on what kinda game yer in, I guess.

[i_can_fix_it]

Depends? When you say it like that, Vanellope, now I can't help but wonder how far the rating system go for these games.

[notaglitch]

[She can't help but snicker.]

Don't wooorrry, I'm kiddin'! ..Mostly. I mean- you've handled a lot more than yer programmin' calls for, so I think you'll be fine.

[i_can_fix_it]

Oh. Well. Of course you were!

[That makes him feel loads better. Sort of.]

If you say so, then there's nothing to worry about.

[perimetercheck]

Getting dispatched? You'll keep in touch, right?

[i_can_fix_it]

Yes, ma'am! I'll do just that...once me and the Mundane arrange where we'll be headed off to.

[perimetercheck]

Do you know what your options are? You're not going to a zone with a lot of hostiles, are you? If you do, make sure you get put on a medic unit, or engineering! You won't see the battlefield, but let's face it, Fix-it. You're a lover, not a fighter.

[i_can_fix_it]

The details got a little vague when I asked the Mundane about them, but I think she knows what she's doing. I'll be sure my abilities are put to good use if I do go anywhere dangerous, I promise you that.

[As he starts makiing goo-goo eyes at Calhoun.]

[perimetercheck]

[ How can she resist the honey glow? She leans over to kiss him quick, and smirks. ]

For luck, then.

[i_can_fix_it]

[He stops himself short of giggling, smiling all the while as he stands tall (as tall as he can, anyway) to salute the sergeant.]

Thank you, ma'am. It's only proper to wish you well, too!

[perimetercheck]

Thankfully I think I'll be in reserve here. I don't think she has any intention of deploying me anytime soon.

But that means you're on point, Fix-It, and it's no cavalcade of pillows and throw blankets out there. It's a harsh world in those games, and I hope you're ready.

[i_can_fix_it]

After what we've been through? I can handle that much! And I won't go down on the first level that easily.

[perimetercheck]

I know you won't. You're an old pro. But these games aren't quite what you're used to... [ She smirks, and says ] They're all in high def, these days.

[i_can_fix_it]

[There's a pause as his mouth gapes a little.]

...Jiminy Jaminy... [He then shakes his head.] I-I'll just have to get use to it, then. I'm sure none of them can compare to you and your game.

[perimetercheck]

Glad you think so, Fix-It.

Now, I suppose I should tell you to get out there and make your mama proud, huh?

[i_can_fix_it]

Just as I was expecting and will do!