Malnis gave a small sigh as she left her apartment in Flounder Heights. It was near the top which also meant that she constantly had ink on her windows and had to hear the screams of Inklings on the roof-tops.

It was annoying but also fun at the same time. Watching the matches on television whilst having it go on right above her head were something along her idea of fun.

But she needed a break so it was time to head to the Plaza. She actually was supposed to meet up with her best friend Suparatto, but Malnis was usually late and it would be a nice surprise to get there early for once.

For some reason, the purple haired Inkling wasn't there yet which stroke up a cord. Suparatto was never late. Never. For her to be late was a rare occurrence that Malnis had to admit, but still.

She was never late.

Instead of calling up the other like any sane Inkling would, Malnis instead elected to wander about the town, catch up with a few other friends and all that.

Malnis was good at Turf Wars - in her own way. Her teammates would constantly get splatted in the middle whilst she stayed behind, waiting for someone to try to sneak past and get into their base.

She, herself, did that on occasion too. It felt exhilarating to hear the enemies fire right behind you and know "I can out run this."

Maybe that was why she did it so often. It was something to consider.

As Malnis made her way over to the Lobby for the Turf Wars, she noticed something she hadn't seen before - a grate. What was that doing here? Had anyone noticed it before?

She turned into her squid form to slide past the fence around it. Ooh, what if it was some super secret government or a squid gang? Squid gangs weren't very popular, but she'd heard of a few of them before, indeed.

Still in her squid form, she crawled towards the grate. She could slide past this, but it looked rather dark.

But Malnis was one for danger. If she could charge head-first into the enemies territory in a Turf War, a random drain next to the Lobby would be no different.

So, with a little hop, the squid dove through the grate, turning back into her Inkling form and letting out a shrill of excitement.

This was going to be much better than whatever Suparatto had planned, Malnis was sure.