Me: Time for a secret weapon!

Julie: What?

Me: Stay fresh!

Julie: You get stranger and stranger with every story you know.

Enjoy!

(Note: This will take place in time periods, moments, and other things. I am experimenting with this, so bare with me and enjoy the ride!)

"Spyke the little tike! So pointy, but he won't bite!" Five boy and girl inklings surrounded a small sea urchin boy. His eyes filled with tears, his skin bruised and scratched, and his purple and black hair tattered and flattened. "Leave me alone! What have I ever done to you mate!" He cried out. One inkling with green hair stepped forward to push Spyke down. "You were born." The Inkling took out his splatshot Jr, and blasted Spyke in ink. The other inklings laughed as they left Spyke alone, black ink clinging to his face and shirt. The inkling boy who shot him kicked him in the gut to top it off. He left soon after that. Spyke just curled up and cried. He was left alone in the alleyway.

"I'll teach them! One day I'll have inklings swarming around me, begging me for my things to buy them! One day." Spyke promised as he sat in the corner of the alleyway. It was the only place where he felt at home, even if the bullies always find him. He had successfully cleaned the ink off of his face and clothes. He then pulled out a notebook. He started sketching his own little shop, right here in the alleyway. "Spyke's Swag Wear, perfect!" He said. He continued sketching his dream store as he hummed to himself.

Not too far away, a young girl was running and jumping through the streets. She was in a panic frenzy. Five inklings chased after her. "Give me back my Splattershot Jr!" One of them yelled at her. "And my headband!" A girl inkling yelled. The girl ran even faster, but a boy inkling caught her by her hair. She slipped into her kraken form and jumped away. She escaped, but landed with a thud on the other end. "Ow!" She said briefly before taking off running again. She looked up at the sky and smiled. Inkoplis tower loomed toward her. She ran even faster and spotted a wall. She jumped over it, but her foot caught the edge and she fell onto the ground. "Ah!" She shouted before falling. She closed her eyes and winced from the pain. "Hey, are you alright?" A voice with an accent spoke to her. She opened one of her eyes and saw who was talking to her. It was a small sea urchin boy, around her age. She sighed in relief and sat up. "I'm alright. This isn't the first time this has happened." She told the boy. "What's your name mate?" He asked her.
Spyke was curious about this new stranger. She wasn't like an inkling, her hair was curled and short, but yet had long locks. Some of her hair looked octarian, and the other inkling. Her eyes showed it too. They had a greenish flare, but were a solid pink. Her hair was strange as well. It was redish pink with green specks all around it, and behind her ears, pieces of seaweed were hidden. "I'm Strawberry." Strawberry introduced herself. "Strawberry? What does that mean?" Spyke asked her. "Oh, it's an old fruit that used to be everywhere. It's kinda pink and red, with like green leaves on the top. My mom told me they were sweet. What's your name!" Strawberry was very perky, Spyke could tell. "My name is Spyke." Spyke said nervously. "Spyke? Cool name." Strawberry said. Spyke blushed from her kindness. "T-Thanks." He stuttered. Strawberry started to walk around him, observing his characteristics. "You're not like the other inklings! You're urchin right?" Strawberry asked Spyke. "Yeah, I get picked on because of it." Strawberry frowned. "I get picked on too. My appearance isn't really likable. I'm half octoling and inkling!" Strawberry told Spyke. Spyke's eyes widened in surprise. "Octoling? How? They all live in OctoValley." Spyke said. "My mom was an octoling and when she came to Inkoplis, she met my dad. It was love at first sight for them." Strawberry explained. She gasped soon afterward which shocked Spyke.

Strawberry turned around and picked up her items. The Splattershot Jr, and the headband. "Hey! You wouldn't know where I could get a better ink tank?" Strawberry asked Spyke. "Maybe at Ammo Knights? If you have enough money you can probably buy that." Spyke told her. Strawberry turned to her and smiled. "Thanks! It was nice meeting you!" Strawberry took out her hand and waited for Spyke to shake it. Spyke hesitantly shook her hand, and she ran off. Spyke watched her run across the plaza to the BooYah Base Stores. He then looked down at his hand and stared at it. He had never been treated with so much kindness. He looked back up at the plaza and smiled. "See ya later, mate." He smiled before returning to his drawings.

Spyke sat in his alley, earbuds in, music up, and notebook out. It had been three days since he last seen Strawberry, and he tried to draw her in his book. So far her hair was very difficult for him.

"Well lookie here! It's Spyke the tike!" Spyke looked up and saw three boy inklings. There was the green haired one again as well. He took out his earbuds and stood up. "What do you want? Wanna pick a fight?" Spyke asked him. "Got any gold on you?" The green inkling asked him. "I have some shells." Spyke mumbled. "I think he's lying!" One of the other inklings said. "Maybe we shook check to see if he has some gold." "Yeah, that's a good idea. After all, it's for my future Krak-On Roller!" The three inklings closed in on Spyke, who was trapped. He clutched his notebook tightly to his chest and glared at them. One inkling snatched his notebook away, and instantly Spyke tried to get it back. "That's mine! It's just paper and drawings!" He barked at them. The other inklings pulled his hair and started to push him around. "Leave the urchin alone!" From behind them, Strawberry raised the Splattershot Jr she stole, but it had been modified to be connected with the ink tank for more powerful shots. The inklings turned to her and the green one recognized her. "It's that octoling that stole my gun!" Before the inkling could do anything, a wave of black ink rained down upon them. They were blinded and were trying to shield themselves from the ink. Spyke took advantage of this and pushed them forward while he stole his notebook back. Strawberry shot an onslaught of ink at them as they crawled away from the alley.

Strawberry smiled at her victory. She put away her gun and turned toward Spyke. "Anything broken?" She asked Spyke. "Nothing. Why did you save me?" Spyke asked her. "Well, I owed you one! You showed me to the Ammo Knights and I saved you. We're even now!" Strawberry explained. Spyke smiled at her. "Thanks mate." "Your welcome!" Strawberry said. She then noticed the notebook. "What do you draw in there?" Strawberry pointed to the book. Spyke smiled and opened it to a page. "I draw and write down things. I plan on having a store of my own, right here in the alley. With shirts, shoes, and all of the freshest items you can find! I'm gonna call it Spyke's Swag Wear!" Spyke told her as he flipped through the pages. "Hey! You should sell weapons too! Like Ammo Knights!" Strawberry blurted out. "Weapons? Ain't that a bit fancy and too much? I don't know anything about weapons." Spyke said. "Well I do! My mom is an expert with weapons and she's teaching me how to make my own! Like this thing!" She showed Spyke the Splattershot Jr and Spyke was amazed. It looked completely different from the days before. "I hooked up the tank to the blaster and made it into a faster rapid fire! More pressure, more strength in aim!" "That's amazing!" Spyke exclaimed. "What else can you make!" Both Spyke and Strawberry sat down, each grabbed a pencil from the ground and started writing. "I can take apart a roller handle and hooked it up to a charger weapon to aim better, and I can use the roller part with other things to make a weapon that spins ink all over the place!" Strawberry said. "Maybe we can create a line of shirts and shoes to match those weapons!" Spyke suggested. "S & S Ultra Gear!" Strawberry said happily. They exchanged inspired looks with each other, and Strawberry smiled. Spyke blushed sightly and smiled back, his sharp teeth showing.

That day, a new friendship was born.

Me: I'm going to make a nice story, short chapters I guess, limit the characters, and see how this turns out.

Julie: Ink?

Me: They're squids! What do you expect? Actual paint! Ha!

PEACE OUT SUCKAS!