Yuri's PoV
With only twenty seconds left in the match, it was now or never.
Yellow and purple ink flew between the two teams as they tried to claim the splat zone that spanned across the entire bridge, though a team had still not claimed it. The yellow team was the last holder of the zone, but no one had claimed it in quite a bit now. As the sun began to set over Sturgeon Shipyard, things were only just getting more intense.
Following the last round of ink bullets Yuri shot from his splatling, he jumped down to the rotating platform, doing his best to keep his balance on the top as his hair glowed a bright purple color. Smirking, he pulled out the Bubble Blower and began to swing it, creating three large bubbles that floated down towards the zone. Down below, Patch was running up the bridge, firing his Neo Splash-o-matic. He paused to activate his own special, Suction Bomb Launcher. He first threw a few bombs towards the bubbles to blow them up, allowing the purple team to claim the zone. Afterwards, he began warding the yellow team off with the bombs, forcing them to scatter. Yuri scrambled back over to his perch and continued firing. As he charged up his splatling, he watched as a girl with a Bamboozler 14 MK II tossed a vial of toxic mist at his friend, immediately slowing the dark-skinned boy down. He let out a couch and scowling, turning around to face his attacker. The girl lifted her charger and fired a shot at him. Despite Patch's efforts to dodge, he was hit in the shoulder, and he gritted his teeth as he lifted his weapon up, aiming it at her. He jumped up into the air and fired at her at the same time the girl fired her next shot, and the two splatted at the same time, their gear falling to the ground and dissipating.
With that, his Heavy Splatling Deco was fully charged, and he let out another round, spreading it towards the area where the girl with the Bamboozler had approached. He stepped onto the rotating platform once more, which was now flat and lower than the bridge. He hopped on top of the box and threw a splash wall on the top of the bridge, preventing any chargers from sniping him from where he currently stood. Moments later, his eyes widened with surprised as he heard footsteps approaching from his left. He whipped around to see an inkling boy holding a Carbon Roller Deco running towards him, performing vertical swings to allow him to get closer to the spiky-haired boy. Yuri backed up a few feet as he pressed down on the trigger, and before the boy with the roller could reach him, he let go, purple ink flying from the barrel of his weapon. Before he knew it, his attacker had splatted, and he let out a cheer.
A siren began to ring as the match went into overtime. His yellow eyes resumed their focus on the splat zone, which still remained purple. He climbed on top of the bridge and quickly surveyed the area. It wasn't long before the purple team would take the lead now. As soon as the splash wall in front of him expired, he threw out another one, just barely managing to block a shot from a Splat Charger. Droplets out yellow ink spread out around his feet, and standing on top of a grated platform was a rather annoyed inkling, groaning as she charged her weapon up again. She fired once more, this shot breaking the splash wall. At the same time, Yuri had been charging up his weapon, and using the brief moments he had before she would fire another shot, he fired, aiming towards her and splatting her. Patch then super-jumped to him and immediately went to his right, warding off anyone that may try to take the zone. A boy with the Splattershot joined him, and together, they pushed into the other team's territory, the splat zone finally at peace.
A whistle blew, ending the match. Letting out a sigh of relief, he set the barrel of his Heavy Splatling Deco to the ground. It was finally over, and they had managed to pull off a comeback.
He noticed ripples in the ink coming towards him, and Patch proceeded to emerge from the ink, adjusting his hat as drops of purple ink dripped off of him. He turned to the boy with the bowl cut and smiled.
"We make a good team, don't we?" Yuri remarked.
Patch smirked. "Indeed." He lifted a hand, curling it into a fist. "Fist bump?"
"Fist bump." They proceeded to bump fists, and afterwards, they looked straight ahead, towards the grate the girl with the Splat Charger had previously stood on. Judd and Li'l Judd had arrived, ready to deliver the results of this match. They danced, and the former revealed a purple flag, causing the latter to fall on his back. The purple team had won this match.
"Booyah!" the spiky-haired boy exclaimed. "Another win again!"
The boy with the bowl cut sighed, crossing his arms. "If only Tackle and Zip were here... They could relish this victory with us."
"Well, just me will have to do," he concluded, patting his back.
"Yeah," he agreed. "Better than nothing."
The two laughed. It was then Patch turned into a squid, preparing to super-jump.
"Let's get back," he instructed. "The rotation's gonna change any minute."
"Right, right," Yuri concurred. He turned into a squid as well, and together, they super-jumped back to the Deca Tower, into a room where the results of the match were displayed. Inside, the boy with the Carbon Roller Deco was pounding his fist into the wall, while the girl with the Bamboozler Mk 14 II tried to comfort him. They paid little attention to them, however, as they quickly exited the lobby, just in time to watch the screens displaying the current maps begin to flash, the SquidForce logo in their places. Excited, Yuri grabbed Patch's hand and dragged him outside, turning around to face the jumbotron plastered on front of the Deca Tower. Inkopolis News had started, with Pearl and Marina just beginning to introduce themselves.
As they proceeded to introduce the current stages, Patch turned towards the Splatfest terminal, where a jellyfish was handing out t-shirts for the next Splatfest, Salsa vs. Guac.
"You choose a team yet?" he asked him, his ink color changing back to his usual color.
Yuri shook his head, following his friend in changing ink colors. "No," he admitted. "I'm not sure which one to pick."
"You like both, huh?" Patch commented, stretching his arms behind his back. "Well, I'm a salsa fan." He took out his phone and showed the spiky-haired boy a picture of him wearing the Splatfest tee for Team Salsa. "Matches me nicely, doesn't it?"
He examined the picture. Something about the tee made Patch's red eyes stand out, even more so combined with his pink ink color. Perhaps it was the contrast? Octavia would probably give a better opinion on the picture, but regardless, he liked it. He did look quite fresh here!
Yuri nodded and pushed his phone back to him. "Yep," he replied.
"Knew you'd like it, Studio," Patch noted. He put his phone away and leaned against the Splatfest terminal, much to the chagrin of the jellyfish. Yuri looked back up at Inkopolis News. Pearl and Marina did their signature pose, and the screen then changed to graphics of green squids swimming across the screen. It was over. "So, what now?" the pink-haired boy inquired.
"I got an idea, actually," he revealed. He reached into his pockets and pulled out two tickets. "We could go to this karaoke place!"
Patch took a ticket and stared at it, perplexed. "...Why?" he puzzled. "I suck at singing."
"Not with that attitude," he egged. "C'mon... It'll be fun!"
"You planned this ahead of time?" he then asked, unamused.
"Not exactly," he explained. "I was gonna take Perry, but then he told me he has to do some TV shooting thing today. No one else wanted to go, so I'm asking you."
"Well, since you asked..." Patch smile. "Sure."
"Booyah!" Yuri pumped a fist. "Let's get to the parking lot so we can drive there!"
"No super-jumping?" he teased as he stood up and started to walk off. "Guess that'll drive you crazy if I did that, huh?"
"Always have a pun ready, don't ya?" he commented. "Anyways, let's go. It's only a matter of time before it gets dark!"
Patch nodded. "Right, right."
The two boys ran off, racing past the Grizzco building and traveling deeper into Inkopolis. Not far from Inkopolis Square was the parking lot, where Yuri quickly spotted the car they arrived in. They walked up to it and entered, Yuri proceeding to drive off. The sky had changed from orange to purple by now, stars faintly twinkling through the clouds that covered the heavens. He wished he had time to stop and admire them, but for now, he would have to focus on getting to the karaoke place.
About twenty minutes, when night had fallen over Inkopolis at last, Yuri parked on the side of the street, the neon sign of Tunaoke flashing red and blue. The cartoon fish the sign depicted held a microphone, yellow music notes hovering over them. He exited the car, standing tall in front of the car. Patch soon joined him, crossing his arms as he sneered.
"So this is the karaoke place," he commented. "The logo's cheesy."
"Cheesy or not, I hear it's fun," he encouraged, lightly elbowing him. "C'mon, let's go!"
They crossed the street to the entrance of Tunaoke, where a bouncer—an eel wearing a black suit and sunglasses—stood, his hands curled up into fists.
"Tickets," he demanded, his voice rough. Gulping, Yuri showed him the ticket, and Patch soon followed. Upon examining them, the eel nodded and stepped out of the way. "Enjoy." He bowed. The spiky-haired inkling thanked him before dragging the inkling with the bowl cut inside with him.
The inside of Tunaoke was relatively simple. Colorful lights spun around the room, white couches lined up against the walls for people to sit out. There was a ramp leading down to a rather large area filled with tables, a stage overlooking it. To the right of the tables was where the DJ was situated, the jellyfish performing some disk scratches as they waited for a new person to step up to the stage. A bar was set up near the entrance, some older inklings laughing and joking at the counter as a jellyfish served them.
"This place's nicer than I thought," Patch remarked, stepping down to the tables. "C'mon."
They proceeded to sit down at an empty table, Yuri's eyes drifting up to the stage. Who would show up next? Only time will time.
As quickly as he had that thought, a woman's voice began to boom throughout the room. "For our next singer, please welcome...Elyse!"
Elyse? he pondered. I've heard that name before.
A familiar tan-skinned girl emerged from behind the curtains, a long braid trailing behind her. The tentacle that wasn't in her braid remained curled around the side of her head, waving ever-so-slightly. She wore an Annaki flannel hoodie and shorts, with wooden sandals on her feet. Upon her reveal, the audience began to clap.
Oh! he realized. That's the octoling we met on the camping trip!
"She has a neat hairdo," Patch commented. "Kinda like those weird hairstyles I've seen squids wear lately."
"Yeah," Yuri laughed nervously. "Her hair sure is neat..." After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath. He couldn't let Patch know something was out of the ordinary with her. Besides, the fact that octolings were even in Inkopolis was supposed to be kept a secret. He reckoned that Patch would take it as a joke if he told him, but it was better to play on the safe side.
"What're you gonna be singing?" someone shouted from the crowd.
Elyse took the microphone and cleared her throat. "I...will be the singing of...'Seasick' by Diss-Pair."
"Diss-Pair?" Patch whispered. "Booyah! They're my favorite band right now."
At the announcement of Elyse's song, the intro to the aforementioned song began to play, the volume making it seem much more intense than it actually was. The lyrics began to project on the screen behind her, and once it was time for the singing to start, she immediately began, yelling into the microphone. Gritting his teeth, Patch covered his ears. Even Yuri raised a hand to his headphones, squinting as his ears began to ring.
She was not a good singer at all. But if he didn't have the heart to say it to her face. That would just be mean.
Soon enough, the song finished, and with that, Elyse gave a bow. "Thank you," she muttered, and then she walked off the stage, returning to a table situated near where Yuri and Patch were sitting. She continued drinking a can of TentaCola as she leaned in the chair, waiting for the next person to arrive on the stage.
"We should do karaoke," Yuri suggested to his friend as the crowd settled down to murmurs. "As a duo! I think it'd be fun!"
"A duo song?" Patch pondered. "What song?"
"Uh...?" He rubbed the back of his head. "What do you think?"
"We could do an Off the Hook song. Or if you wanna go older, the Squid Sisters."
"The Squid Sisters are still fresh," Yuri protested.
"I know, I know," he acknowledged. "I just got sick of hearing Ink Me Up all the time. Off the Hook has way more variety."
"True, true," he admitted. "How 'bout...Ebb and Flow?"
"Ebb and Flow?" Patch repeated. "That works."
"Great." The spiky-haired boy pumped a fist. "Let's go sign up."
The boy with the bowl cut nodded, and they rose from their seats. Yuri took off his headphones and set them down on the table to ensure that no one would try to steal their table, and then they proceeded to walk over to the DJ, who was fumbling through the list of songs they had.
"Yo, disc jelly," Patch called, grabbing the jellyfish's attention. "Can we sing a song?"
The jellyfish stared at him before pointing towards the other side of the room. Yuri looked behind him to see another eel in a suit, this one guarding the entrance to backstage. He talked to a sea anemone and proceeded to let them through, the person disappearing into the darkness.
The pink-haired boy sighed. "Guess we're going there," he proclaimed.
Yuri and Patch walked over to the eel. Upon closer inspection, the former noticed he was holding a tablet. Before they could go any further, the eel struck out an arm, forbidding them from traveling any further. Soon enough, he lowered his arm and cleared his throat.
"Names?" he requested.
"Uh..." Yuri started.
"Yuri and Isaiah," Patch interrupted him. "I'm Isaiah, he's Yuri. Got it?"
The spiky-haired boy looked over at his friend, eyes wide with surprise. Usually, they just used the nicknames they came up with around each other—it was rare he ever heard his actual name from his mouth. But, if that's the route Patch wanted to go down right now, so be it.
"Got it..." the eel muttered as he entered the names into his tablet. Afterwards, he announced, "You can go in now, but our next singer is about to come on stage. You sure you don't want to stay to watch?"
"Took them long enough," the boy with the bowl cut jeered. "Let's just watch it."
Yuri shrugged. "If you say so."
They took a few steps back to get a better view of the stage. Yuri pulled out his phone and checked the time. It had only been ten minutes since they came in here. It didn't seem long at all, but at the same time, it felt like an eternity.
"For our next singer, please welcome...Peyton!" the woman from earlier proceeded to announce.
The crowd clapped again as a purple-haired girl with a ponytail walked on stage, the lights making her pale skin seem blue. She pushed the sunglasses she wore up the bridge of her nose and grabbed the microphone, proceeding to speak.
Of course, it was Peyton from Octa Prisma. Who else could it be?
"I will sing...Tide Goes Out by Marie," she proclaimed. She glanced over at the jellyfish DJ. A few seconds later, a rather calm, pop beat began to play, and she began to sing. "Moranife teyuruni, merikeraninshu..."
Though Peyton's accent was rather obvious, her singing was still an improvement from Elyse's. Compared to the tan-skinned girl, though, she didn't sing it with much enthusiasm. Even Oscar would put more effort into singing this!
A light applause sounded after she finished. It was about the same amount of applause Elyse had gotten. Peyton gave a small smile and walked off the stage, back to her table. Yuri's yellow eyes followed her, and before he knew it, she was sitting down at a table with...Elyse.
They're here together? he puzzled. Strange...
Peyton and Elyse weren't friends, as far as he could tell. They knew each other, yes, but they had barely interacted. Until now, that is.
"There has to be another person with them," he thought out loud.
"Huh?" Patch looked over at him, bewildered. "What did ya say?"
"Nothing," he lied. "Just thinking."
"I don't really believe ya, but alright..." The boy with the bowl cut sighed, placing a hand on his forehead and shaking his head. Soon enough, he lowered his hand and glanced over at Yuri with red eyes. "Wanna go in now?"
"Actually, let's stay out here for now," he replied. "I wanna see something."
"What?" he blurted. "Seriously, Studio?" He shook his head, closing his eyes. "Fine, fine. I'll wait out here." Pouting, he leaned against the wall, arms crossed once more.
Just as when Yuri thought no one else was going to come on stage, he heard the woman's voice crackle to life once more.
"Next, please welcome...Eight!"
"Eight?" Patch exclaimed, bewildered. "Who names themselves Eight? Can't imagine someone liking math that much."
"If Eight's here..." Yuri pondered. "Then..." He pulled out his phone and started to text Geneva. 'Where r u?' he asked.
'Home,' she replied almost immediately after he sent it. 'Why?'
A little embarrassed, he replied, 'Nothing.' He put his phone away and looked towards the stage. Just as he expected, the curly-haired octoling emerged from behind the curtains, the golden toothpick sitting on her ear glistening in the light.
"Hey, I've seen her with Pearl and Marina!" Patch recognized her. "What's she doin' here?" Excitedly tapping his foot, he looked over at Yuri. "Ya think they're here, too? Would be off the hook if they were!"
"Nah," he shot down. "I think I know who she's with."
"You do?" The boy with the bowl cut blinked, his grin falling. "...Who?"
"Elyse and Peyton," he deduced. "We just gotta wait for her to finish for proof."
He turned his attention back to the stage, where an upbeat pop beat began to play. Immediately, he recognized it as Bomb Rush Blush. Was this planned? He would have to ask her once she finished.
"Megeparapi gera weriweriweriweri bora," Eight began to sing. "Megeparacho gera merimerimerimeri nyu!"
The quality of Eight's singing was comparable to Peyton's—it was decent, but not spectacular. At least she had the enthusiasm to match the cheerful tone of the song. Though she was a little quiet, if anything. If she could learn how to project her voice more, then perhaps she would become an outstanding singer.
The song finished, and following the applause, Eight bowed. "Thank you very much," she said into the microphone, and with that, she stepped off the stage. The curly-haired octoling walked over to where Peyton and Elyse were sitting, confirming his suspicions. With a new determination, he started to run over to them.
"Hey, Yuri!" Patch called, running after him. "Wait up!"
Yuri stopped in front of the table, now getting a chance to catch his breath. All three octolings present stared at him, their expressions a mixture of shock and annoyance. Patch arrived soon after he did, gripping Yuri's shoulder to catch his breath as well.
"Yuri!" Eight gasped. "Why are you here?"
"You...know her?" the boy with the bowl cut perplexed.
"Yeah," he confirmed. "Anyways..." Standing up straight, he began his explanation. "We came here to do some karaoke. When I saw Elyse and Peyton go up on stage, I got curious. And then Eight came on stage, so...I came here." He smiled. "Surprise?" He spread his arms out and shook his hands for an extra effect.
"So, this is the coincidence," Peyton deduced.
"Exactly!" he agreed. "So, are Yvonne and Iris here? I'd imagine they would be."
"Iris is on date with Brayden," Eight replied. "Yvonne... I think she do Salmon Run?"
"Does not matter where Yvonne and Iris are," the purple-haired octoling remarked. "They no can come. That important."
"What about you?" Yuri pointed to Elyse. "Why are you here?"
"Eight invite me," the tan-skinned girl replied. "She nice, no?"
"Well, I gotta question," Patch spoke up, smiling. "Where'd you cut your hair? I've been meaning to ask someone with a hairstyle like yours that."
"Where...?" Elyse blinked. Eyebrows furrowing, she grabbed her braid and threw it over her shoulder, hugging it. "Natural, this is!"
"Don't," Eight whispered to her. "It cause a scene if you do."
"Why's she mad?" Patch puzzled, looking over at Yuri. "I was just asking a question..."
"Just forget it," Yuri told him. "I don't think you'll get an answer out of them."
"Hmph." He crossed his arms. "We'll meet again, Eight, Peyton, Elyse." He smirked. "I'll be sure not to forget your faces."
"Ah!" Eight turned into an octopus and jumped into Peyton's lap. "I hope this not a mistake!"
"Don't worry, Eight," the spiky-haired boy remarked. "He's a good squid."
She glared at him. "If you are saying such..."
"C'mon," the pink-haired boy muttered, tugging on Yuri's hand. "Don't want to keep that eel waiting. Else we'll be his dessert."
"Right, right."
Yuri waved goodbye as they walked away from the girls' table, with Eight transforming back into her kid form and waving goodbye alongside the other two octolings. They approached the eel once more, who frowned upon seeing the two boys.
"Finally!" he scolded. "You've gone two people back in the queue because of you two sitting around."
"Sorry," the spiky-haired boy apologized. "I had more important things to tend to."
"Yeah, yeah," he sneered. "Are you gonna go in now?"
"Yep," Patch confirmed. "Not backin' out now."
"Then go ahead." The eel bowed. "The stage awaits."
"Booyah!" Yuri cheered. "Let's go!"
They entered the backstage area to find...a line. There were no colorful lights in this room, the fluorescent lights hanging over them revealing the room to be rather drab, with grey walls and a floor covered in red carpet. Two people ahead of the two boys was the sea anemone from earlier, feeding the clownfish that lived on their head a cracker. The person at the front of the line, a betta fish with purple hair, talked to an olive-skinned inkling lady with the ends of her green hair cut off, wearing a simple black blazer. She couldn't be no older than thirty from the looks of it. A few seconds later, the betta fish pumped a fist and disappeared onto the stage. The inkling lady then disappeared into a booth, and before he knew it, the woman's voice began to speak once more, announcing the next singer.
"So she's the announcer," Patch deduced. "Wonder why she has to talk to everyone."
"Yeah, you'd think karaoke would be so simple," Yuri mused. "Guess not."
"Well, while we're waiting..." He smiled. "Who's gonna sing what part?"
"In..."
"Ebb and Flow, duh!"
"Oh, yeah! Well... How well can you rap?"
"Good enough. Guess I'll take Pearl's parts."
"And I'll take Marina's."
"See? Wasn't so hard, was it?"
"No, not at all."
"Right. Now, we wait."
They continued to stand in the line, a few more people entering the line behind them. While they waited, Yuri and Patch continued talking, primarily about school and turf wars. They got so caught up in it that they didn't realize the announcer clearing her throat next to them. Yuri jumped and whipped around to face her, her bright green eyes stern.
"Ah, so you're next," she noted. "What are your names?"
"Yuri," the spiky-haired boy replied.
"Isaiah," the boy with the bowl cut followed.
"Yuri and Isaiah... Yes, I recognize those names from the list." The woman snickered. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Alice Illex. I am the resident announcer of Tunaoke, and..."
The woman continued to talk about herself, listing her various achievements throughout the years. Yuri spaced out, waiting for an end to her words. Dear cod, she was just as bad as Sheldon! This must be why it took so long between each singer to perform their song.
A light punch on the shoulder brought him back to reality, and Ms. Illex stared at him, expectant.
"Are you ready?" she inquired.
"Y-Yes!" he answered. "Totally ready."
"Alright." The inkling lady began to walk over to the booth. She stopped and looked over her shoulder, staring out at them. "You may go out on stage."
"Thanks," Patch muttered. He gave a final nod towards the spiky-haired boy, and together, the two boys stepped onto the wooden floor, hiding behind the curtain.
It was then Yuri began to realize just what he had to do—perform in front of all these people. His stage fright was going to work against him, much to his disdain. But, he had to push through it, right? He couldn't let Patch of all people think he would chicken out of this. He gulped, trying to calm himself down. He could do this.
"Please welcome our next singers, Yuri and Isaiah!" Ms. Illex announced.
The audience clapped as the two boys revealed themselves, each of them taking a microphone off of a stand. Yuri tapped the top of it to test it, the sound reverberating throughout the room. Before he could say anything, Patch began to speak.
"Hey, Tunaoke," he greeted. A ripple of murmurs washed through the crowd. He glanced over at the DJ, smirking. "Play Ebb and Flow, won't ya?"
Soon enough, a few beats began to play before transitioning into a pop intro. The color of the lights changed to pink and teal, matching the signature colors of Pearl and Marina. As the instrumentals became quieter, the two of them began to sing.
"Nasta!" Patch shouted.
"R-Riva!" Yuri stuttered.
"Heire!"
"Terakonide!" the two of them sang together, though they weren't exactly on time with each other.
A beat too late, Yuri continued, "Dibon!"
"Taimaska!"
"Stimi!"
"Wiraonnyasa!"
After the last exclamation, Yuri began murmuring nondescript lyrics, unsure of what exactly Marina said here. Nonetheless, the crowd seemed to enjoy it, with a few people taking out glowsticks and waving them around.
They progressed through the song, Yuri getting more and more confident as time went on. By the end of the song, his volume level matched Patch's and on the last 'wow,' they jumped up into the air and struck a pose, the instrumentals of the song then fading out.
After they finished, the crowd began to cheer. Yuri placed a hand on his chest and let out a sigh of relief. It was over.
"Hey, Isaiah!" some girl called from the crowd. "You're hot!"
Patch lifted the microphone. "Thanks, but I'm not interested."
"Not you!" she cried out. "The other guy!"
Yuri frowned. "...I'm Yuri. Not Isaiah." He turned to look at the pink-haired boy and whispered into his ear, "Did they seriously mix us up?"
"Eh, why does it matter?" Patch shrugged. "They liked it, and that's the important part."
"Y'know, you're right." The yellow-haired boy smiled. "It doesn't matter." He turned to face the crowd again and asked, "You guys want an encore?"
"Yeah!" the crowd cheered.
"An encore?!" the boy with the bowl cut blurted. After he overcame his initial surprise, he simply chuckled, adjusting his hat. "You sure are full of surprises."
"Well, I'd be boring otherwise," he commented. "And no one wants to be boring, do they?"
"Right you are." The two grabbed each other's hand, staring into each other's eyes. "Ready?"
Yuri nodded. "Ready."
They turned back into the crowd, and Patch began to speak into the microphone once more. "How 'bout Fly Octo Fly? I'm sure our performance will make even snails fly!" The crowd murmured in agreement, and he turned towards the DJ, pointing at the jellyfish. "Hit it, disc jelly!"
The jellyfish obliged, and a familiar intro began to play moments later, leading the two into their next song. As the two of them sung, Yuri glanced over at the table where the octoling girls were sitting. Eight and Peyton bobbed their heads, while Elyse was waving a teal glowstick around. Smiling, he continued, more confident than ever.
This was a night he wasn't going to forget for sure.
A/N: Hi guys, sorry for the late chapter. To be honest, I wasn't really sure what to do for this chapter until Saturday. It was quite the dilemma. Anyways, I felt that it wasn't ready to be released to Sunday, I so I postponed it to today. Hope you guys like it! The next chapter should be on time next week. Get ready! With that, Branchwing, out!