"Goddammit, Squid!"
A small chuckle was heard,immediately after the shout, and Sky folded his arms on his chest, a scowl present on his face as he glared at the mentioned man.
Squid help his hands up in a surrendering fashion, "Sorry but this was all your fault," he chuckled, giving away how amusing it actually was to look at Sky covered in budder from head to toe.
The Commander of the Sky Army was about to pick up his budder sword from the shelf, but lost his balance as it was really high up and the contents of that sat on the wooden shelf came toppling at him. Now he was being crushed under the weight of budder weaponry and tools, and as always, blamed Squid.
Squid was sitting on one of chairs, backwards, and made it obvious how funny he found Sky's actions.
He actually wanted to bolt from his seat and dig him out of the pile as soon as it crashed on top of him, but couldn't. If he suddenly acted like he wanted to, Sky would get suspicious. Squid was great at his façade for a good amount of years, and he didn't want to blow it. After all, Sky was really close to hating him, only barely tolerating his presence, and the though plagued Squid's thought more it actually should have, but after all, all he ever thought of was Sky.
Picking himself up, faking a grunt as he did so, he made his way to the budder pile and offered his hand to the Commander.
Sky reluctantly took it, half expecting Squid to pull him and make him fall, but Squid did nothing of sorts; he just pulled Sky out of the metal pile.
"Uhh… Thanks…" Sky unwillingly muttered, making Squid flash his perfect teeth.
"Anytime," Squid mumbled back, extending his leg and kicking out Sky's, making him topple over and fall on the wooden floor.
He could ignore the painful pangs of his heart, if it meant Sky wouldn't find out and reject him.