A few weeks had passed. Octavio Jr had gotten pretty close to the three agents. Teuta wasn't suspicious of his true identity at all. Erink had eased up on the probing, but was still a bit wary. Charlotte was definitely suspicious of something, but didn't act upon her suspicions. The four of them were heading home after school, when Teuta gets an idea.
"Let's go to Booyah Base. We can go shopping and do some turf wars and rank battles." she said excitedly.
"Oh, that sounds like a cool idea! Come on, let's go!" Erink exclaimed.
"We have homework, though..." Charlotte noted. The two shrugged.
"We can do it over the weekend. Come on!" Teuta said, while tugging on her sister's arm. Charlotte sighed and they ended up going. There were a lot of kids hanging out today, most of which were still in their uniforms. First they checked out the stores. The agents bought stuff and Jr just watched. They headed to the Inkopolis Tower.
"Are you guys gonna join?" Teuta asked. Charlotte and Erink shook their heads. She turned to Jr.
"I'm not sure how the rules work, so I'll just be watching." Jr said. Teuta nodded and made her way to the playing field. The three watched as she began covering the ground with her ink.
"What's the objective of this?" Jr asked.
"To cover more turf than the other team. Teuta's really good at turf wars." Charlotte replied. They continued watching until the match was over. Jr was also taking notes on what Charlotte told him. He also took notes on the weapons he saw. Teuta went a few rounds before she was tuckered out.
"I'm gonna do some Splat zones now." Charlotte said.
"Alright, good luck!" Teuta said patting her sister on the back. They now watched as Charlotte kicked butt at this mode.
"What's the objective of this mode?" Jr asked.
"There are usually one or two areas a team needs to cover. When the area is covered by a team's ink a timer starts counting down. Once it reaches zero, a team wins. But, if the opposing team takes control while your team was in control, you get time penalties. It can get pretty crazy, but Charlotte's super good." Erink explained. They continued watching in silence, except for the occasional cheers by Teuta and Erink.
Eventually they were too pooped to do more matches, so they began heading home. While heading home, Charlotte got a text from Agent 1. It read:
"Cap'n Cuttlefish needs to see you ASAP. I'm not sure what it's about, but you should probably check it out." Charlotte tapped Teuta and Erink's shoulders. They stared and she motioned to the grate to Octo Valley. They nod and Charlotte taps Jr's shoulder. He turns his attention to her.
"We need to go somewhere. Wanna come along?" Charlotte asked. Teuta and Erink headed through the grate. Jr couldn't disguise his Octopus form, so he shook his head.
"Well OK then. See you later." Charlotte heads off and he sighs, relieved.
'That could've blown my cover... Thanks cod it didn't.' He begins heading home.
They made their way to Octo Valley and Cap'n Cuttlefish was there as usual.
"Ah! You kiddos are finally here! I've got news on the Octarian threat!" Cap'n Cuttlefish said.
"What is it?" Charlotte asked.
"I have a feeling DJ Octavio here has been planning things behind me back. He may or may not have a spy lurking around Inkopolis! He hasn't said anything yet, but I know it's so! I can feel it in me cuttles! Be careful, OK? And catch the fiend!"
"Got it, Cap'n. We won't let you down." Charlotte said. The three of them left, and then headed home. While going home Charlotte was thinking.
'I wonder if Inktavio knows something about this. He is pretty new and all... I can't just make snap judgements, though. I'll keep my eyes peeled.'
Tonight was the night Octavio Jr was doing the usual calling his dad. He picked up the walkie-talkie.
"Hello?" he said.
"Jr, time's startin' to run out, yo. We need to work faster. Do you have their trust?" DJ Octavio asked.
"Yes, father. They all trust me for the most part."
"Good, good. Soon the plan will have to go into action so keep sending in info. Got any deets today?"
"Apparently they partake in these games called turf wars and splat zones. Both are four on four matches focused on cover as much ground with your team's ink. One's a bit more complex so I'll send in info later. I've also learned that Inklings are obsessed with something called freshness. It has something to do with levels and clothes. I haven't quite figured it out yet, but I'm guess it has to do with their ranking system. I also got some info on the weapons they use, so I'll be sending the notes I took to base."
"Awesome. Thanks for the info kid. I've gotta keep a low profile, so you'll be on your own for a bit. Be safe, yo."
"Bye father." He hangs up. He eventually headed to bed, with both his mission and his friends in mind. He was beginning to get mixed feelings now.