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"Good morning, Greta... Carlson." Mirii waved her right hand, stopping right in front of her mentioned friend.

Greta herself took out her sunglasses, as she exposed her shiny eyes, hiding her glasswear inside her immense jacket and posing her hands on the sides, like usual.

"'morning, Mirii." Her right eye winked.

Carlson on the other hand, took out both his cap and his mask, storing them inside his own jacket, whose pockets were bigger than normal.

"Hey." He nodded.

"Grina!"

The girl looked past Mirii: a familiar Inkling boy wearing glasses and a long-sleeved shirt, coupled with a tie, approached the small group while smiling and waving his right hand.

"Enrick!" Greta dashed towards him, as she grabbed his throat with her left arm, while her right fist scratched the top of his head. "Oh my turfness, we haven't seen each other for a huge while!"

"Yeah!" He chuckled, as his right eye closed and his hands went onto her shoulders. "And your fist is still strong...!"

"The gym preserved all the awesomeness I used in the past...!" Greta retreated both her limbs and hands, as she bounced back towards Carlson. "Isn't it great?!"

"So, you frequent a gym..." Enrick examined the girl on every inch. "... no wonder you look fitter than before."

"Eh eh eh!" Greta brought her right hand in front of her smiling mouth, as her eyelids lowered to the middle and her cheeks blushed a bit. "The results got me right in the heart...!"

"Like, you are kind of slim..." Carlson rose his mouth, focusing onto Enrick. "How about you frequent one too, dude?"

"I'm already in shape!" Enrick shrugged, as his head shook. "Don't you see?"

"Tee hee hee!" An Inkling girl, whose eyes were closed, was springing around Enrick. "With all those Turf Wars we did, of course we would maintain our body shapes nicely!"

"Zira, we didn't do any Turf War matches lately!" Enrick frowned at her. "The station was closed for all that time."

"Oh... ... right, right." Zira scratched the back of her head, as her tongue stuck out of her smiling mouth. "We didn't do any type of exercises, then...?"

"Not really..." Enrick stretched his mouth over his right side. "We only participate in those few basketball matches with Nick and Ana..."

"Better than nothing!" Zira smiled, while clasping her hands.

"Shall we get things started?" Greta clapped her hands loudly, while smiling and aiming her closed eyes towards Mirii. "The crowd is waiting for us."

"We only need to talk with the staff over the reception, announcing our wishes." Mirii looked over a lonely counter, who had an Inkling man standing behind it.

The man had his attention over Hun who was sliding in various directions while using his Squid transformation. Nick and Ana were also observing the Squid's skills, remaining silent and keeping their smiles.

"... Hunley is more than ready to battle." Mirii inhaled the air through her nostrils, shaping a smile as well. "I should be too."

Her feet guided the girl past the trails left by her friend, reaching the other side of the counter and meeting the man with her sight.

"Sir, we are all ready." She nodded, carrying her arms towards her sides.

The man scanned the area with his vision, noticing Greta approaching him along with Carlson.

"... those two are the missing Inkinators' members, hmm?" The man retrieved a tablet located below the counter's top surface, as he immediately swiped his fingers on its screen. "They came in time."

"Correct." Mirii leaned her arms onto the counter's surface. "Is the arena ready to ospitate a Turf War match?"

"The mall, just like with any other arena, has been cleaned and maintained over those last months." The man smiled, sliding his forefinger all over the display. "Of course it was the job of the maintainance team to do so... they just assured that everything is ready."

"Superlative." The girl twisted behind, as she rose her head and folded her arms. "Everyone, come!"

The rest of the Inklings approached the girl, while Hun resumed his humanoid form and stood exactly near Mirii's left side.

Mirii accidentally glanced over Greta: she was hugging Carlson's left arm, as she was almost leaning towards him.

"... I would had never thought that Greta would be willing to hug Carlson like that..." Her irises went onto the top-right corner of their respective eyes.

"We are ready to kick some butt!" Nick rubbed his own hands, while snickering.

Ana rolled her eyes.

"You are all ready, then." The man pushed onto the device with his right thumb, then he pointed over his right side. "Go inside the room with the two pads. Choose a colour you like and start the match."

"Th-there aren't any... alien or something, right?!" Ana brought her hands in front of her mouth.

"We made sure that no intruders were around." The man nodded. "We have Squids who monitor both the air, the underground and the normal one... in other words, nothing to fear!"

"Which colour do we have...?" Zira brought her hands behind her back.

"Orange and Blue." The man carried-

"Blue is mine!" Nick sprinted away, as he went after the pad room.

"Darn it Nick!" Ana dived after his legs, swinging her arms towards herself and missing him for an inch. "Waaaaiit!" Her eyes compressed.

"I love blue!" Zira grinned a little, as her feet were now dash-bouncing, managing to jump over a leaning Ana. "Tee-haa?!" Her head lowered, watching the green ink stain left by Hun.

"Let's go, everyone!" Enrick jumped every ink trail posing as his obstacle, before venturing inside the famous room pad.

Everyone, except the man, began running and arriving inside the room. Nick was already hitting the blue pad, striking his fists and looking down.

His tentacles were already coloured in blue, while his mouth rose.

"I can't enter inside this thing..." Nick moved away, only to hit an invisible barrier and falling on the blue surface with his bottom. "Ouch!"

"He already entered without letting the others choose!" Ana gritted her teeth. "We have no choice but to use the colour blue..."

"You can keep the colour, we don't mind!" Greta giggled, as she stepped onto the orange pad. "Orange Team to me!" Her arms opened widely.

"... hmm..." Mirii walked along with Hun. "I hope our weapons are inserted correctly inside their right pads..."