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Large speakers were almost bouncing, in an unrestrained rhythm, coughing up a melody mixing Techno and 8-bit instruments: they were pointed above a group of Inklings which mouths were almost all smiling, a few just closed, all standing on their feet.
Their bodies were waving, a girl jumped and yelled while striking up her left fist: her right hand was standing on the left shoulder of a boy wearing glasses. Their eyes were staring at an Inkling boy wearing headphones with red noise cancellers, a mesh hat with the Zekko logo in the middle and a smile on his face.
His right hand was waving a black disk with green, red and blue stains on it, his left hand was standing up in the air and his head was tilting up and down.
"CAN YOU FEEL THE FRESH?!" His left fingers retreats, as only the forefinger stands up.
Together, the Inklings yelled yes together. To the left, a tall Inkling boy wearing a plain short-sleeved shirt was folding his arms, with his back leaning on a tree: his head was tilting up and down, with the irises moving left and right.
"Hey Bac."
The boy turns his back behind, with the head staring down at the sunglasses wearing boy: his right thumb was pointing backwards over Grina and Bars, which the girl's mouth was opening and closing while doing different shapes.
"You see those Squids? They are in." He starts walking forward, passing Bac.
He stops without turning over him.
"Keep an eye on that girl: she's interesting." He resumes his walk, moving past groups of Inklings.
Bac's head turns to his left, as Grina was right in front of him, stepping on the grass: her hands were on her back, while bending forward and smiling.
"So, do we have a pass?"
His eyebrows lowered a little. The girl lifts her posture back, as she let out a small chuckle and her eyebrows rose.
"No need to divulge me with unnecessary words: your expression says it all!" She grins, as she starts walking rapidly.
Bars was on her left side, staring down at Bac and frowning: his face pointed at Grina, as the music already covered both. The girl's left hand grabbed her smartphone, as her eyes were staring at the large speakers, the dj, some random Inklings in the group which were dancing, some had their eyes closed.
"Barsy dear," She turns to her left, as her right fingers tilted back and forth. "Let's do a nice selfie together!"
The boy's cheeks blushed, his mouth opened.
"Like, n-now?" His irises shrunk a bit.
"Yeah!" She nods, as her arms opened. "Strangers get in second place: my first ever selfie is going to be with my best friend!"
Her cheeks starts blushing, as her eyes expanded a bit. Her head lowers, her right feet starts rotating on the grass.
"W-well, if that's fine for you…"
A right forefinger stands below her chin: her irises shrunk, as her cheeks blushed even more. The forefinger lifts her face, which was now pointed over Bars: he was smiling.
"Let's make the most rockin' selfie, girl." His right eye winks.
Her eyes were sparkling: she smiled back, nodding once. Her left thumb slides on the smartphone's screen, as her left arm stretches forward. The hand twisted the device to the right, as the screen was showing the two Inklings staring back.
The girl sticks out her tongue, as her right eye closed. The boy grins, with his left eye closed. Her left hand was stumbling a bit.
Clic.
Grina's left hand grasped the smartphone, moving below her face: the screen was showing the two Inklings with the same faces made before. It was a little bit blurry.
"Wow!" Her eyes closed, a wide smile formed. "Take a look at this awesomeness!"
"Pretty good, girl!" Bars' left hand was standing on Grina's back, with his eyes on the screen, his mouth smiling and his eyebrows down. "The whole world is going to boil in their own ink, once they track down this artistic photo!"
Grina giggles, with her head tilting over her left, her opened eyes steering over the boy, her eyebrows moved down.
"That would be perfect for a nice headline article." Her left hand moves down.
"Huh?" The boy opens his mouth, his eyebrows were up. "Wait, what do you mean by that?"
The girl bends forward, moving closer to his face.
"Don't sweat on that, Barsy." She whispered, as her cheeks blushed a bit. "It was just a fancier way to boost up this little selfie."
"Aaaah…" Bars nodded. "Gotcha!" He whispered, with his mouth closing in a smile.
Grina's eyes tracked down three Inklings, 2 boys 1 girl, walking over them. The boy in the middle stops, as his head was tilting up and down lightly: his black, short-sleeved shirt, had long sleeves coming from below it, painted brown.
"Yo there, Squiddos!" His right hand moved to the right, as the palm was facing Grina and Bars. "We heard some funky stuff about you."
"Oh yeah?" Grina walks in front of Bars, with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows down and her smile almost touching her cheeks. "You better change it up, because I only got ears for Metal."
The three Inklings' mouth opened wide, their arms stretched down.
"Whoa! Nice one!" The boy on the left's feet moved in place, as his body waved left and right. "That comeback truly jammed!"
Grina laughs, then she grins with her eyes closed.
"Why, thank you! This place is oozing so much with style, I just can't be the Squid in the opposite ink!"
"Ha ha! That's true!" The boy in the middle laughs, with his slightly lowered head shaking just a bit, while the eyes closed.
He rose back his head, opening his eyes and moving his hands around.
"Anyway, we heard that the new lady really resembles Greta Inkolina a lot!"
Suddenly, Grina's eyes almost pop out as her jaw dropped a bit. Her arms stretched down, her hands opened.
"To be honest… your voice is already giving me that vibe like mad!" His right moving hand stops with his right forefinger up. "Are you by any chance a fan of Ink, Turf, Splat?"
"A-a fan?!" Sweat drops a lot from her forehead, as her mouth was waving and her irises shrunk. "I… I-I know her! Yes, that's true!" She chuckles, as her eyes closed and her left cheek twitched upwards. "Actually, you are not the first ones saying how close I resemble such amazing actress!"
"Pffff! Amazing?!"
Her eyes opened: her irises got the Inkling girl on the right, smiling widely. Her eyebrows were down, her eyelids were in the middle, her right wrist was on her right hip: she was wearing a skirt salopette, with a white shirt under and a pair of pink sneakers.
"Why, have you ever watched one episode of that lousy show?!" Her left hand twisted, as her arm bended and turned to the left, with the palm facing upwards. "Talk about unprofessional! You could see the strings holding up their fake Pirate House in front of the kindergarten made-up sea waves!"
Grina's mouth was a bit open, as her eyes kept staring at the girl, which left hand returned down.
"… you got all biting, just because of an opinion?"
The girl laughs loudly, as her hands were holding her stomach.
"You call THAT an opinion?! You talked like an ignorant!" Her left forefinger points down the girl, tilting a bit up and down, as her left eye slightly opens. "Greta Inkolina wasn't even trying!"
Her wrists land on her hips, as her left foot slides forward, her eyebrows were down and her smile got a bit smaller.
"Whenever she appears on stage, she would quack out some nonsensical words, making the most embarrassing faces! A true professional actress would know that dialogues and movements all make sense... even young ones, which clearly learned in a sophisticated course." Retreating her left foot back, she folds her arms, smiling even more.
Gradually, Grina starts frowning: her teeth were showing slightly, while growling faintly. Her fists slowly were clenching.
"Alright, very intellectual girl with the ink of pure gold…" Her mouth's right side moves a bit towards her right cheek. "How about we all forget about this unimportant matter and just"
"Is THAT really your answer?" Her eyelids lowered to the middle, her head rose up a bit. "I thought to have the joy to fight another fool who enjoys such childish show."
The boy in the middle moves closer to the skirt-wearing girl. His head was pointing over Grina.
"Hey hey, I think that's"
Her hands pushed the boy to the left, as her head was still pointing at Grina.
"Leave this loser to me." Her hands went down, as her eyelids rose. "It's going to be fun."
"Fun?! What kind of sick mind you have?!" Grina's head turned to the right for an instant, returning right on the girl, as her face was frowning a lot. "You have fun with the others, NOT making completely fun of them!"
"But I would hate myself for having fun with a geek who is respecting that joke: you got so small and puny for that… I don't see why I can't crush you down with my superior intellect." Her right forefinger taps on her forehead's right side.
The top of her head was reaching Grina's chin: her irises were shrunk, her mouth was a bit open.
"Cr… wh…"
"You are pathetic for liking that brain dead actress!" She bends forward, with her eyebrows down, her smile wide, her wrists on her hips. "You can't even say a word against me: that's because you are a coward! Yes, a coward just like that Greta Loserina who decides to hide in the sewers, because she knows how easily she would had lost her face in front of the big budget movies!"
Grina was gritting her teeth, while growling loudly: her fists were in front of her chest, her eyes were getting a bit watery, her face was frowning like she never did before. The girl opened her mouth, as her head tilts to her left.
"Oooooh, look at the poor geek: she is too coward to admit defeat, so she's going to cry like the baby she truly"
"SHUT UP, YOU TURFING PIECE OF SHIP!" Grina's right foot slides forward, as her fists moved back, her back bended forward, her irises were as big as dots and her eyes got even more watery.
All the other Inklings turned over Grina. The Zekko mesh-wearing Inkling boy pressed a button, as he turns over the girl: the music turns into a static sound, then immediately the speakers stopped bouncing. Grina was breathing loudly.
"… is that it?" The girl folds her arms.
"OH NO, I'M NOT DONE YET!" Her right foot stomps the grass. "YOUR INSULTS ARE SO IGNORANT AND IDIOTIC, YOU EVEN HAD TO LIE ABOUT GRETA'S REASONS TO LEAVE HER DARN ACTING CAREER!"
"Pffff!" Her right hand's left side covered her mouth a bit. "Come on, now… what other reason she would have?"
"Do you even have an idea about how it feels to act?!" Grina snorted, as a tear left her right eye. "You got nothing but work all days, almost all the time! You don't have time for practicing a hobby, you don't have time to play with your friends, YOU DON'T HAVE TIME TO HAVE A DARN, NORMAL LIFE!"
The girl's mouth opened a bit. Grina breathes even louder, as she walks to her right a bit.
"Yes… that was worse than staying in detention. Do you now realize why Greta left the career? DO YOU EVEN COMPREHEND THE REAL PROBLEMS, DARN IDIOT?!" Grina grits her teeth, stomping the grass again. "I WAS SICK OF IT! I HAD ENOUGH OF THE TIGHT SCHEDULES AND THE DARN DIET I HAD TO FOLLOW! I WANT"
"GIRL, LIKE STOP!" Bars' right thrusts forward as his eyebrows were up.
The girl jumped on her left.
"NOT NOW, BARS!" Her eyes kept staring at the girl. "I WANT A NORMAL LIFE! I DON'T WANNA ACT ANYMORE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT, SHIPHEAD?!"
Grina was breathing loudly: the girl's mouth was wide open, her eyebrows were a bit up. Grina smiles, with her eyebrows down.
"… well?" She opens her arms, while nodding. "No more Greta bashing?! Kinda lousy that reaction: I just said that I didn't want to act anymore and"
Suddenly, her hands covered her mouth: her irises immediately shrunk, her legs bended, her eyes almost popped out, her face got paler...
"… oops…" She whispered.