Oh, f-fiddle sticks. [There's some fumbling as Mr. Worst Puppet Ever tries to hold onto the faciliberry and open a door. Someone still isn't used to operating Eddie's body.]
Sasha? Dear- why is the forge locked?
Fudge, where did I put the key? [There is more fumbling, the puppet pretty much a tamer, quieter version of Eddie.] For anyone who
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