"Wait, so- where we goin' again?" asked Louis. "Some guy's house. His name's Octavio, I met him yesterday." "How subtle," remarked Louis, "I wonder if he's an Octo. Next ya gonna tell me that his last name's 'eight-arms'." "You can't talk shit, Louis. Your last name is a species that died thousands of years ago." "Whaddya mean, Craig?! Flamingosis is an awesome last name! Fits well with ma first name too, Louis Flamingosis sounds fuckin' sick!" Craig replied, "Craig Cuttlefish rolls off the tongue better."
Like most inkling males at the time, Louis had his hair in a ponytail near the back of his head. His hair and eyes were a magenta color, and he wore a turquoise scarf along with a generic brown coat. Craig's hair was in the same style as Louis', but the color was instead white mixed with celadon colored spots. Simarly to Louis, he also wore a coat, though it was black instead. "Wait, Craig. Question. You prefer eating lobster, or calamari?" "Lobster, easily. Eating calamari makes me feel like I'm eating my fuckin' ancestors!" "Ya serious?! Calamari is way better! Ion care if I'm eatin' our predecessors, they're tasty as hell!"
"Don't use such foul language!" an old woman snapped while walking by Louis. "Sorry ma'am!" he replied back. Eventually, the two reached the address on the business card, at exactly 1 PM. The house they walked to seemed small, and it wasn't in a particularly great neighborhood. Craig knocked, and the door was opened. "Hello there. Erm, who are you two? I don't believe I know either of you." The person at the doorstep was a humanoid horseshoe crab, who wore round glasses and a slightly visible mustache.
Craig replied, "I'm Craig. Is this Octavio's home? He gave me this address." The horseshoe crab replied, "Oh. This is my house, but Octavio is certainly here." Octavio walked towards the doorstep and said, "Oh hey, Craig." He turned his face towards the crab and said, "I invited him. Don't know who the other guy is but I'm sure he's fine." The crab said, "Alrighty then. Come inside." Craig and Louis stepped in, Octavio saying, "Welcome to the home of the great Ammoses Shellendorf! Don't step on any pieces of scrap metal, some parts are sharp and can stab into you and shit."
The home was clustered up with papers and parts of weaponry, and random crates could be seen in every room. Craig and Louis were lead to the living room, where they saw two more people. One had long, canary colored hair. The other had short, beige colored hair, and a pair of round glasses. They were both inkling females. Octavio said, "The horseshoe crab fellow is Ammoses. Wait, I think I already told you that. Whatever. The girl with long hair's named Casiopea. The girl with short hair's named Machine Girl. Well obviously that's not her real name, but she prefers to be called that. They're both sisters."
Casiopea proclaimed, "YUP!" while Machine Girl simply nodded. Machine Girl didn't look up, as she was too focused on writing in her large notebook. Ammoses asked, "Hey, you finished with the design yet?" Machine Girl replied, "Halfway done." Casiopea exclaimed, "Machine Girl and Ammoses are both NERDS! They be spendin' all day making weapons. Four eyes, I tell ya!" Machine Girl told Casiopea to shut up, and Ammoses awkwardly laughed. "She's right. We do spend all day designing weapons, heh. But I prefer to work on stuff like guns, while she prefers to make giant robots. Y'know, just recently I made this thing, I call it the bamboozler- and even the military's gonna start using it!"
"Shaddap! They don't care about that nerd crap!" Casiopea yelled, "By the way, I like ya scarf, dude with the magenta hair." Louis replied, "Thank ya! The name's Louis, Louis Flamingosis." "And I'm Casiopea Yashiki!" Octavio interrupted, "Shit! Just remembered that I didn't even introduce these two! The one with the black coat is Craig Cuttlefish, and I'm assuming that Louis is his friend." Craig chuckled, "Yeah, he is. We've known each other since grade school. One time, Louis covered the whole damn area in toilet paper! They never found out it was him, too."
Casiopea replied, "Cool! One time, I poured a bucket of raw shit over my principal!" Louis raised an eyebrow, "Huh? How'd you obtain a bucket of raw shit?" Casiopea giggled, not answering the question. "Ignore her." said Machine Girl, still writing in her notebook." Craig asked, "How do y'all know each other? You seem like a pretty diverse group of people." Octavio said, "While signing up for military academy, I met Ammoses. Then, he introduced me to Machine Girl, and her sister. And now, you two are here."
Ammoses said, "You know guys, I'm kinda bored. Never thought I'd say it but, I'm a tad tired of designing weapons. What do you guys say we go out to eat? Right now." Casiopea exclaimed, "YES! I NEED THAT! YOU ARE SO RIGHT!" Louis said, "I could go for some calamari right now!" Craig said, "Well, I am a bit hungry." Octavio clapped, "Sounds like a plan. Get up, Machine Girl, we're goin'." Machine Girl put her notebook down, seemingly mad. She stood up, her eyebrows lowered.
The group of six left the house and walked down the neighborhood. They were heading to a small local restaurant, not too far away. "This place serves some fire ass shrimp! Oh, I can't waitttt, I can't wait!" Octavio responded, "To be honest, the shrimp is a little bit meh. Don't like it that much." "YOU'RE A LITTLE BIT MEH!" As they continued to walk, Craig suddenly felt a hand touch his shoulder. He looked behind, confused. The man who had grabbed him was Coco, and Craig was punched right in the mouth.
To Be Continued