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The three ghosts tracked the sagging ink blot with their eyes, following the slow descent. The baby paint blot blinked huge eyes up at them. The three ghosts blinked back.
“Hmmm... you know, I’m pretty sure Vio’s got a good glamour spell. He could just... make our shades look like our regular selves. Then we wouldn’t freak Marie out or freeze her on accident.”
“Now that’s usin’ yer noggin!” Twilight praised. He then lifted his hat, where Buttercup had been hiding. “Hey Buttercup, think ya could get Vio fer us?”
The little luma saluted “Aye aye, captain!” and zipped off to places unknown.
Approximately ten minutes later, three magicked-into-not-freaky-looking-forms shades had scooped Inky onto a cot taken from the ink blot’s toolbox, and were either quietly patching the cracks in the general vicinity (they’d catch hell from Inky later, for sure, but the poor blot needed his rest and someone needed to do it) or were gently bouncing the baby paint spatter around while she giggled.