WELL HELLo there.
This fanfiction right here is based on an RP I and my best friend had that has now become 5 part adventure. (5 as in 5 stories in the same universe so far.)
...WHICH IS PRETTY HUGE.
So for somereason I had the great idea of writing it down as a story. I won't promise finishing it, but I will finish this first part for certain.
I suppose you could call this a passion project? It's like a weird disfigured baby I can't help but really like.
Now before you start, a few things to note:
- This has OCs, but no shipping between OC and Canon.- I'm finnish so my grammar isn't perfect, even with my best friend being my editor.
- I am in no way writing this as a masterpiece of liteature, but I do want to make it entertaining. The logic of things can be stretched a bit far sometimes.
Hope you can still enjoy it!
Have fun!
One faithful afternoon, a small tentacle haired male was sitting on a nice couch. He was participating in one of his favorite activities, reading.
Sadly, his rare moment of peace and quiet was cut short.
"Kiku!" A loud shout covered the sound of the door crashing down.
The small brown eyed squid turned to look at the strange fellow, who had kicked his door down.
This fellow happened to be Alfred, a friend of his (for reasons he did not know).
"Open the TV!" The strange fellow insisted, and ran next to Kiku on the couch.
Kiku had no choice but to do as his friend pleaded. He turned the TV on, and somehow it happened to open conveniently on the exact channel his friend wanted him to see.
A familiar black-tentacled-female-squid-human-hybrid began speaking. Kiku recognized her as Callie, one of the most beloved icons of squidkind. "We have some shocking news today!"
"The great zapfish has gone missing!" The other one of the pop-star-news-anchor-pair continued. "…Again." Her name being Marie.
Kiku gave the TV a look of concern.
Alfred on the other hand, seemed annoyed. "Why don't they ever skip to the good stuff?"
"But who cares about a nationwide catastrophe?" Callie continued the broadcast.
"Not our viewers anyway." Marie nodded in agreement.
Alfred was slowly getting more and more frustrated. "Come on, skip to the good stuff!"
Kiku couldn't blame him. If something was worth running all the way to his house, it must have been important.
Callie kept going. "Also, we have a new record."
"An inkling named Alfred Kirkland has won a 1 vs 4 turf war." Marie finished.
Callie then started talking about the arenas that were in use at the moment.
"See?" Alfred excitedly looked at Kiku. His eyes were full of life as he curiously waited for his reaction.
Kiku said the only thing that made sense, "congratulations."
Even though Kiku had only given a very small and dry celebration to Alfred, it made him feel good.
He wasn't expecting Kiku to start singing him a song about his achievements, so he got exactly what he wanted. "Thanks!" He replied with his usual smile.
"And that concludes our list for now!" Marie smiled on the TV.
"So, until next time…" Callie started to speak.
"Staay fre-"
The TV screen went black.
"Huh- Did you press the off button?" Alfred looked at Kiku.
Kiku shook his head. "It's still on."
"Why is the screen black, then?" Alfred asked, even though it was more close to a statement.
Kiku just shrugged slightly.
Suddenly the TV screen returned back to the studio. There was light pink ink all around the room, and a new squid stood in front of the camera. "We're sorry for the sudden technical error." He said.
Alfred tilted his head, making his strange small tentacle that stood above all of the others lean to the side.
"Next we will show the famous documentary "Young jellyfish orphans left to live in the plaza without food," the male continued.
Alfred blinked twice, before facing Kiku again. "That couldn't have been only a technical error, right?"
Kiku closed the TV and looked at Alfred with one of his famous neutral faces. "Well, I don't see what else it could have been."
"This seems suspicious." Alfred rubbed his chin to more clearly show that he was thinking.
Kiku knew from experience that this couldn't end well.
Alfred suddenly jumped up, and pulled a gun from his pocket. He made a cool pose, and smiled with determination. "This is clearly a job for the hero!"
Even though Alfred's pose was quite fantastic, it didn't stop him from accidently shooting at the ceiling.
"Whoops-" he looked at the yellow spot on the ceiling.
Kiku looked at it as well, not sure how to react. "Yao isn't going to like this…"
"Yao?" Alfred tilted his head.
"My oldest brother." Kiku explained.
Alfred sent out a thoughtful "Oh," before speaking. "Well, he can't get angry at us if we aren't here."
Kiku blinked. "I don't think that's how it works…"
Alfred grapped Kiku's wrist. "Sure it is, come on! We have a mystery to solve!" He started pulling Kiku towards the door.
In the end, Kiku had no choice but to follow Alfred, leaving his older brother scream from horror when he found the dirty ceiling.
Hopefully the studio wasn't too far.
Alfred kicked a strong glass door open, pointing his two guns all around the room.
This of course, caused some panic with the people inside the studio.
Sheldon and the male from earlier turned to look at the intruders.
"Alright, coast clear, Kiku," Alfred said and walked further inside, still pointing around with his guns.
"Excuse me, but weapons aren't allowed in here." The man said and stood up from his chair.
"This is an important hero matter," Alfred tried to explain.
Sheldon walked over to him. "I'm sorry, but we really need to take these away from you."
Alfred suddenly hugged the guns in his hands, like an over protective mother. "No…"
"I'm very sorry." Sheldon said, and grapped the guns.
Alfred wouldn't let go.
"Alfred, I really think you should let them go… They are illegal outside of turf wars." Kiku tried to reason with Alfred.
The young squid couldn't really say anything to counter Kiku's reasoning, so he had to let go of his children.
"These are some nice models," Sheldon complimented, and took them with him.
A bit further away the man was making his way closer to Alfred and Kiku. "Excuse me, can I help you in anyway?"
"Yes. We're on official hero business, and demand to know what's going on here." Alfred said as formally as he could.
Kiku wasn't exactly sure if Alfred was serious or not, it had always been like Alfred didn't care about consequences, or danger. It was both admirable, and a little stupid.
"Uhm, so who are you?" The man tilted his head. He had never heard of "Official Hero business" before.
"Oh, come on! I was on the news today! I'm Alfred!"
"Ooh, you're Fred Joshell? The famous documentarist who wasted 5 years of his life trying to figure out why the shoe salesman is still alive even though he seems to have been fried to death?" The man looked excited.
"…No. I'm Alfred Kirkland. We don't sound even remotely similar." Alfred said annoyed. "I'm the guy who beat a turf war 1. vs 4!"
"Oh," the man said in disappointment.
"Now, tell me what happened here," Alfred said, looking around the studio. No-one had yet even try to clean up yet, and some of the tables were flipped over.
"Just a technical error, you don't need to worry." Sheldon said, returning without Alfred's guns.
"Okay, I think we all can agree that that's a lie." Alfred pointed at the light pink spot on the wall.
Kiku nodded.
"…Fine." The man sighed. "The truth is, that Callie and Marie are gone."
"Gone?" Alfred blinked in surprise.
Sheldon nodded sadly: "I think they might have been squidnapped."
"You mean kidnapped?" the man asked.
"Well we can never be sure with you guys," Sheldon pointed out.
"Oh," the man nodded in agreement.
Alfred stared at the two. "You're just sitting around, when the two most famous musicians of Inkling kind have been squidnapped?"
"We did call the police," Sheldon cleared up.
Alfred looked at the two in disbelief. "Have you guys even seen the police we have?"
The two shook their heads.
Alfred sighed, and turned to Kiku. "I belive we have work to do."
Kiku had to admit that when Alfred wanted to look serious and heroic, he certainly could.
Alfred walked out the studio with Kiku, leaving Sheldon and the man try to understand what just happened.
"Erm, Alfred, what are we going to do, exactly?" Kiku asked with worry, following his blue-eyed friend.
"We need to find clues," Alfred said, with a determined look in his eyes.
"How are you planning to do that…?" Kiku said awkwardly. He really wasn't sure why he was even following him. I should probably make sure he doesn't get in trouble… he thought to himself, trying to justify it to himself.
"I suggest we break into their house!" Alfred said, with confidence.
Kiku blinked, as if hoping that it was a joke. "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Oh come on, it'll be fine!" Alfred assured.
Kiku couldn't really say anything to that, so he decided to just remain quiet.
"So hey, do you know how to break into a house?" Alfred asked Kiku.
He shook his head.
"…But your house is like full of ninjas." Alfred said.
Kiku tilted his head. Sure, he did know what a ninja was, but he only knew what he'd been taught in history class.
Alfred looked like he realized something. "Oh- Yeah, never mind." He turned around, placing his hand on his chin, beginning to think again.
Kiku took the moment to enjoy the nice weather. It was sunny, but not too warm. He had always loved the early spring.
"I should probably call Arthur, and ask him!" Alfred broke the silence, and grapped his phone.
After the phone had time to ring for almost a minute, Arthur picked up. "What do you want?" An annoyed voice answered.
Alfred rolled his eyes. "Relax, old man. I haven't even said anything yet and you get mad at me."
"Oh, I'm sorry. It has just gotten to be a habit of mine since you always tend to call me to talk about another one of your stupid ideas," Arthur said with frustration.
"They're not stupid!" Alfred insisted.
Arthur strongly disagreed. "You wanted to know if I could make your glasses fly."
"Hey, without my idea, that dog would still be stuck in that tree." Alfred pointed out.
"Whatever. Did you need something?" Arthur mumbled in defeat.
"Yes. You know how to break into somebody's house, right?" Alfred said.
Arthur looked at his phone with anger in his voice: "What kind of a person do you think I am?!"
"Well you did break into me and Mattie's apartment-"
"That was an emergency!"
"Yeah, yeah. Sure." Alfred smirked.
Kiku could only wonder what the two were talking about.
"So, you wanna share the knowledge with me, or not?" Alfred continued.
Arthur was just about to press the button to end the call, but another annoying creature decided to bother him.
"Arthur? Why are you screaming alone in your room?" A much taller man asked.
"Go away, Francis," Arthur said. He had enough trouble dealing with one annoying troublemaker.
"Is Francis there? Can you give him the phone? I bet he knows how break into girls' houses!" Alfred said on the other end of the line.
Arthur realized that if he gave the phone to Francis, he wouldn't have to bother with either of them. He felt like a genius, when he gave his phone to Francis.
After a long, detailed chat between the two annoyances, Alfred knew exactly what he needed to do. "Alright, thanks Francis! I'll have no trouble breaking into Callie and Marie's house now!" He said, and closed the call.
Francis blinked, taking in the information. "Wait, what-"
Arthur looked at the taller man, who was now panicking trying to operate his phone. "What did you do?" He asked in confusion.
"I just told him how to break into a girl's house!" Francis tried to defend himself.
"Yes, I got that- but why are you suddenly panicking?" Arthur said, and grapped his phone back before Francis could break it.
"I didn't realize he wanted to break into the house of celebrities!" Francis panicked. "He'll get arrested if he tries to do something like that!"
"He would get arrested no-matter where he broke into, idiot!" Arthur shouted at Francis.
"Not if it were his girlfriend!" He kept defending.
"He doesn't have a girlfriend!" Arthur kept up his annoying shouting.
"How do you know? Maybe he just doesn't want to tell you." Francis crossed his arms.
Arthur looked at Francis, as if he were about to explode from all the anger. "Fine! Whatever!" He threw his hands in the air in frustration. "Let's just focus!"
Francis tilted his head: "On what?"
"Alfred is going to break into a house, and we need to stop it." Arthur explained, while trying to call back Alfred.
"Well, I suppose," Francis agreed. At first he was going to question why he was needed in this, but then he realized that he somewhat was the one at fault.
"He isn't answering. He must have forgotten his phone on mute again." Arthur sighed, and rubbed his forehead.
"I think we may need to go after him," Francis thought out loud.
Arthur sighed. "I suppose."
Alfred walked behind a white building. "This should be it" he explained to Kiku, who was still tagging along for no-reason whatsoever.
The blue-eyed male shot some ink from his gun at the side of the building, making a trail to the window, which was luckily open.
Kiku wasn't exactly sure where Alfred had got another gun, after losing two at the studio.
Alfred turned into a squid, and swam inside the building. "Its safe! Come on, Kiku!" he waved down at him.
Kiku decided to follow, even though quite reluctantly.
"Their room is so girly," Alfred said in amazement, looking around the room.
Kiku nodded in agreement.
They looked around the small empty room. It had two beds, many posters, and a shelf full of prices.
"Woah- is that a pic of Cap'n Cuttlefish?" Alfred excitedly picked up a photo he had found on one of the nightstands.
Kiku looked at the picture of the old man. "Who is he?"
"Oh, he is a friend of mine." Alfred smiled. "…Well I think he is, at least."
"I see," Kiku said, even though he was still confused.
"I wonder what it's doing here." He placed it back on the stand.
After some pointless secret agent moves, Alfred arrived to the kitchen. Kiku was walking behind him, not touching anything.
Alfred suddenly opened the fridge: "Woah- they sure are rich!"
"Uhm," Kiku looked at the blue-eyed fellow with confusion. "Maybe we should be looking around at everything they own."
"But we need to find clues!" Alfred explained.
"I doubt we'll find clues in the fridge," Kiku continued.
"That's what they want you to think." Alfred said, while slamming the fridge door shut. "Come on, we have a criminal to capture!"
Kiku sighed very silently, making sure that Alfred didn't notice. He couldn't help but doubt that they'd find clues of a squidnapping in a place that wasn't even the crime scene.
Even so, the two made their way in to the living room, Alfred pointing his guns around, (Yes, he now had two of them) to make sure that the room was safe for entry.
And yet, as usual, Alfred got himself distracted right after entering the room. "Those stereos are bigger than the great Zapfish!"
Kiku looked around the dark room, suddenly noticing a small white piece of paper on the table. It looked like it had flown on the table from somewhere.
"Oh- you found a clue!" Alfred grapped the paper, and put his guns away.
"To-do list:
Buy a bouncy ball
Squidnap the squid sisters
Say hi to dad."
Alfred read what was on the paper aloud. "This definitely belongs to the squidnapper!"
Kiku nodded, he was amazed about how strangely forward the list was.
Alfred gave the paper to Kiku. "Put it in your pocket, let's go show it to the police."
Kiku wasn't exactly sure why Alfred couldn't just put paper in his pocket, but he took the paper anyway.
Alfred smiled.
Kiku took a few steps towards the kitchen, so they could leave the building before they'll get into trouble, but for some reason or another, Alfred stopped him.
The blue-eyed male raised his gun again, and looked around cautiously, acting almost like he had heard something.
Kiku looked at Alfred, he didn't have the time to take in the situation.
Alfred on the other hand, had started taking slow yet steady steps towards a very dark hallway. His grip was strong around the gun's handle.
Suddenly, a suction bomb flew from the hallway, and stuck itself on the couch.
Alfred grapped Kiku and forced them on the ground.
The suction bomb exploded and covered the living room in thick light pink in.
"It's the squidnapper!" Alfred identified the color, and ran in the hallway, his guns ready to shoot.
But before Alfred could do any real damage, the sound of somebody landing on the ground outside echoed through the window into the hallway.
The gun wielding hero could see the person who had attacked them for only a second, but he clearly saw a person in a black hoodie.
"We can still catch up to them! Come on Kiku!" He shouted and ran to him.
Kiku walked around the huge light pink splatter of ink, looking un-comfortable. "I really don't think we should. This is getting dangerous."
"A hero like me doesn't know such word!" Alfred said, putting his guns in his… pocket.
"I'm serious, Alfred." He should have spoken up much earlier, but for reason or another, he only decided to do it now.
Alfred sighed. "Fine, fine, I won't go after them." He crossed his arms. "…At least for now."
Kiku looked a little relived.
Alfred smiled warmly and turned to the kitchen. "Let's get out of here."
Kiku nodded, and the two started walking towards the kitchen.
Sadly, their moment of peace and quiet was cut short once again. A strange sound of a person falling on the ground could be heard from the bedroom.
Alfred once again prepared his weapon, and shielded Kiku behind him. They slowly made their way closer to the bedroom door.
Alfred placed his hear on the door, to hear what was going on.
"Couldn't you have waited for me to move aside before jumping inside?" A very familiar male voice shouted in anger.
"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't know that you hadn't moved your lazy behind aside yet!" Another voice replied with the equal level of anger.
"Wait-" Alfred opened the door. "Francis? Arthur?!" He said with absolute confusion.
Arthur brushed some dust off his pants. "Alfred, how dare you break into someone's house?" He obiviously wasn't pleased.
"Didn't you just do it yourselves? Besides, I didn't break in, the window was already open," Alfred pointed out.
Kiku walked a bit closer to the three and curiously watched from the side.
"Oh my- He dragged you into this as well? I'm so sorry, Kiku." Arthur began apologizing.
"It's fine," Kiku assured.
Francis stood on the side as well: "Alfred, you should tell me whose house you're breaking into before doing so! You could have gotten arrested!"
Alfred tilted his head, puzzled. "I'm sorry?" He decided to try to get out of trouble.
"You're grounded, Alfred." Arthur angrily pointed at him.
"I don't want to…," he whined.
"Then don't do idiotic things like this!"
Alfred took a deep breath, before he would explain exactly why he was innocent: "But-"
"YOU'RE ALL UNDER ARREST." An un-familiar male voice screamed from behind Kiku, making everyone in the room jump up.
"Oh for the love of-" Arthur threw his hands in the air.
Alfred looked at the policeman with a serious expression. "Excuse me, but I think there's a mistake."
"Alfred- You really shouldn't-" Kiku tried to make Alfred stop, but he was too late.
"What exactly do you mean?" The policeman pointed his gun at him.
"We are all here for a very important secret mission," Alfred said, and adjusted his glasses, trying his best to look professional.
"Don't drag us into this-" Arthur pleaded.
"Prove it," the policeman said, placing his gun even closer to Alfred's chest.
"Oh. Uhm." Alfred realized that perhaps lying to a government official wasn't very smart.
"Oh, you're all just evil criminals, aren't you?" The policeman said, squinting his eyes.
"Excuse me?" Arthur and Francis said in unison in the background.
"Drop your weapon, Mr. Secret agent," the policeman insisted.
Alfred didn't look impressed. He dropped a gun on the ground, and kicked it to the side.
"Good. Now put your hands out."
Alfred followed the Policeman's every order, and was soon handcuffed sitting behind a police car with Kiku, Arthur and Francis.
It was a great start to an adventure for sure.
