Inky's Room

by Rubibi

Cylindria checks out Inky's place, but while she looks around she finds something unexpected. Rated T to be safe. Note: not a ship fic, also based on an rp generator.

Inky, Blinky, Pinky, and Clyde were giving Cylindria, Pac, and Spiral a tour of where they called their "home". It was really more like a few rooms separated and a bed in each one with a few drawers. Inky had wandered off with Cylindria, leading them to his room. Inky's room was painted a sort of black, mixed with blue. He had a dresser by a "bed", which was basically an almost twin sized bed with a blanket and a pillow. There were also some chip bags, and other NetherWorld snacks that were laying around, that were mostly likely old. "Nothing much here, heheh," Inky said to Cylindria, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone. "It's sort of nice, I guess." Cylindria said as she looked around. Inky was at least satisfied that Cyli thought it was "nice". Sure, there could have been a better word for his room, but it certainly wasn't "great". Or even "good". Inky just hovered by the doorway and watched as Cylindria looked around. Cylindria looked around until she noticed something under the bed. It was a little box. Inky saw Cyli find the box. He flew over to her, blushing. "O-oh, uh, that. That's a personal thing, y'know?" He laughs nervously. "Oh, come on, it can't be that bad."Inky's blushing intensifies. He opened his mouth to say something, but it was already too late, as she had already pulled out the box and opened it. Inside, were a pair of handcuffs, which were also furry, and the fur colored pink. Cylindria looked at it awkwardly. "What..." Inky's usually blue color had turned to a blue shade of pink. "I-i... Um... Its not... Those aren't mine! Their Blinkies! I mean, Pinkies!" "Then how did they get under YOUR bed...?"

"For safe keeping, y'know!?" "O...kay..."

Inky was in a state of pure embarrassment. The handcuffs WERE his, obviously, but he had yet to answer the question of why he even kept them around in the first place, especially if they're embarrassing. "I guess then I should... Put them back..." Cylindria pushed the box back under the bed. "Note to self, be sure to burn those god forsaken things," Inky whispered to himself.