Vile: Evenin', folks! Vile here! As anyone who's seen my DA knows, I picked up Splatoon last weekend, and it is AWESOME. The gameplay is solid, but what got me is the sheer character of it: The characters are memorable and some are just plain hilarious. But the one fly in this soup is Moe, the clownfish that lives in Annie's hair. His insults, while not too bad, do make him a target for people's hate, but rather than give into that, I decided on a more… humorous take on how an Inkling's revenge might go. Enjoy, folks!
He Asked For It
Indy, an Inkling boy who just got off a good Splat Zones match, strolled up to Booyah Base, his ink color having changed to scarlet from the last match. His Level had hit 17 there, and he wondered if the shops had any good new gear in stock. He decided to check out Cooler Heads first.
Pushing open the doors, Indy ambled into the store, surrounded by all the different headgear options. "Wassup, Annie?" He called out, not seeing her.
Annie was apparently behind a desk, as her anemone afro peeked out before her face appeared. "Oh, um… hello. W-Welcome to Cooler Heads. You've, um… become very fresh from all your fighting. Please, take your pick from even our best gear and stuff…" Her voice trailed off. Indy chuckled; Annie was the cutest anemone you could meet.
"BUY SOMETHING AND SCRAM!" That yell, however, wasn't so cute, as Moe swam into view from within her afro. Indy gave Moe the stinkeye before taking a look around. Annie was cute, but Moe was just plain obnoxious. He was just asking for trouble.
"Hmm… What's good here today…?" Indy mused to himself. He saw a few good hats, including a couple beanies. "Those might be cool…"
"QUIT STALLIN'!" Moe griped.
Indy's tentacles twinged. 'Shaddup, you little so-and-so…' He thought to himself. However, he caught sight of something he liked immediately: A pair of Pilot Goggles. A grin crossed his face. "NOICE!" Swiping the goggles from their headrest, he walked over to Annie. "I'll take these!"
Annie was startled by Indy's energy, but nodded. "Y-Yes. Good, um… choice."
"NERRRRRRRD!" Moe cried.
Indy shot Moe a look. "Why don't you clam up before you mouth off to the wrong person?"
"LIKE WHO? YOU?!" Moe taunted. "YOU COULDN'T INK ME WITH A TARGET ON MY BACK!"
SPLAT!
In about a tenth of a second, Moe was knocked clean off of Annie's hair into a fake afro, covered in scarlet ink. Indy had his Tentatek Splattershot drawn, hoisted on his shoulder from firing a single shot. Annie's eyes were fixed on Moe, as wide as the frames of her glasses. "Uh-Ummm…" She slowly turned to Indy.
"What can I say? He asked for it." Indy said, putting away his weapon with a smirk.
Annie couldn't help herself; a small giggle came from her. "Y-Yeah… I, um, guess he was…"
"You're cute when you laugh, y'know?" Indy said, winking. Annie blushed as red as Indy's ink.
The anemone girl scrambled to say something. "Th-That'll be 9800 Coins!" She blurted, rushing to behind the desk.
As Indy purchased the goggles, Moe flopped down onto the fake afro, dazed. "My check got cashed…"
Vile: Take note, Moe: You screw with the wrong Inkling, he blasts you AND flirts with Annie in front of you, all in one go. Them's the breaks, buddy. This is one of my random fics that I make when I get an idea and want to give people a little laugh. If you guys liked this story, leave a review for me! Oh, and if any of you guys have Splatoon, keep an eye out for TaylorMK3, because you'll be facing me if that happens! See you all on the battlefield! Ja ne for now!
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