Note: In this fanfic, the inklings and octolings speak different languages. ? ゚ミル?
Also spoiler for single player in Splatoon 2
Disclaimer: I literally own nothing
The young octoling hid surveying her surroundings. She wanted to join this world of squids, but speaking Inklish was so hard. Only the most important Octarians got taught the language, and she wasn't anything special, just a foot soldier. But then, she saw something, or rather, someone.
'That inkling sang that song!' she said to herself. 'She looks quite lonely, I'll go and oh wait I can't talk to her.'
But she walked over anyway, tentacles hidden under a BMX helmet she'd stolen from an armour case at Octo Valley.
The singer slipped through a grate. Should she follow her?
The octoling did, and fell into what looked like a stage, but it had kettles. Then she realised.
'This is how they get to the zapfish!'
The inkling turned around and talked in Inklish. She recognised a few words without understanding them. She shrugged, and accidentally knocked the helmet off.
Upon seeing the tentacles which were so different from an inkling's, she stopped talking.
Then shouted loudly, with a name, which was Callie, being used every sentence. The now ferocious singer was not at all understandable and very loud, keeping going, until the octoling girl burst into tears.
The singer stopped and said, in rusty octoling language,
'I'm sorry. I'm Marie, what are you called?'
'I-I'm Oreo,' she said sniffing and wiping her face with her sleeve.
"What are you doing here? Can you talk in Inklish?" Marie asked. Oreo shook her head.
"I left the Octarians after hearing your song. I want to be part of the Inkling community, but I can't talk Inklish and I'm scared that I would be bullied."
Oreo whispered.
Marie thought. This Octoling had nothing to do with Callie disappearing. Should she leave this Octoling, unable to communicate, or should she try and help her. It would be useful to have a source of inside knowledge on Octo Valley. If nothing else, this Octoling would owe her a favour.
"Would you like me to teach you some Inklish? You should probably go to a language teacher for better knowledge, but I can teach you the basics."
Oreo agreed gladly, hoping to be able to talk to the inklings in their language. So Marie taught her a bit, and then asked her a favour.
"Can you do something for me?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Do you know where an an Inkling called Callie is?"
"Oh, yeah! DJ Octavio said something about hypno-shades and a singer called Callie." Oreo obliviously said.
Marie cried then, crying until there were no tears left to cry.
"I'm sorry! How are you feeling?" she asked in passable Inklish.
"Help me save Callie." Marie whispered.
"Ok. I trust you." Oreo replied.
So, Oreo wielding a Brella and Marie wielding a Charger, they jumped into the boss kettle together, skipping the other tens of zapfish. There would be time for that once Callie had been saved. Then they could easily defeat the Octarians together, and save every single one.
They ran to Callie, and Marie was truly prepared for what was about to happen.
"Callie!" she yelled, and shot the glasses off. "Oreo! Try and take down Octavio!"
"Got it! You deal with Callie's hypnotism, Mar-"
Octavio had a spare pair of hypno-shades.
"Perhaps Callie and Marie are too hard, but you, soldier, are not!" He yelled.
"Why do you care about ME? You could just go find one of the inklings or something!"
"Because aside from me, you are the most intelligent octoling!" He whispered, ready to shove the hypno-shades on her. But she smashed them, ready to defend Marie.
"I'll just play some hypnotic music then!"
But Oreo fired her Brella, and shoved her fingers into her ears, until it ran out. Then, she would be in trouble. And then, there she was, waiting for Octavio to do something, as she was useless. She expected him to attack, to push her. Instead, he pulled her fingers away from her ears.
She was paralyzed until Octavio commanded, with a psmirk to attack Marie and Callie. But first, he made her put the last pair of hypno-shades on, just in case.
"NOO!" Marie yelled. Callie was back to normal now, so Marie shouted "Callie, get our music playing, I'll deal with those hypno-shades, because I am not losing this girl to Octavio!"
The Calamari Inktation started to play, and Marie, instead of using her low-tide ink, just grabbed them and broke them with a swift karate chop. Then, all she could do was sing, hoping she could shake Oreo out of it.
It worked, and in the end, Oreo was finally able to live among the inklings, with help from Marina and the Squid Sisters.
But there was always something, never far from the surface of her mind: what Octavio had said. He'd escaped while Callie and Marie were distracted. She'd figured out, that if what the DJ had said was true, then she had been a foot soldier because he feared her dethroning him.
"Enough!" she said to herself. She had to find out.
Jumping in the kettle to Octo Valley was easy.
Tracking down Octavio was even easier. But why was it SO easy?
