Inky picked up a cherry off the ground of the game room and put it in the bin. Because Pac-Man won today's round, the ghosts were to clean up the 41st anniversary party. Of course, the ghosts being quite lazy decided to play for who'd be the one to clean up. It was a basic test, a general knowledge one and Inky, being an intelligent being was hopeful that he'd win. Boy, Pinky was a lot smarter than she looked. She'd made the others look like basic fools and in that case, won the round. Blinky came second, with a total of 3 correct answers. Third place was only accounted for because Clyde hadn't even focused and said the right answer anyway in a sudden death.
Flashback:
Mysterious Host: Over 10 people in the U.S have their last names as what food?
Clyde: Doughnuts!
Mysterious Host: Yep! That's correct!(search it up if you don't believe me)
Floating around and disposing of the immense amount of waste was a pain for Inky. He shouldn't even be here. Picking up a cup full with fresh pixelated puke was not the greatest experience for Inky.
He wished he had more. But this was a daily routine for him. Being pushed around enough for him to break down while no one was looking. And while no one was looking Inky tilted his head into his ghostly torso and sobbed silently. He deserved more.