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"CURSES" Mirii quickly stands up, as she landed back on her seat. "BARS, YOU IDIOT!"
BUMF!
"Slow down or else I'll be forced to stop you with my own hands!" Mirii's hands pulled the glasses away from her head.
Her face was frowning a lot.
"I do not want to fail this mission, nor running those ridiculous risks!" Her eyes squeezed a bit.
"Alright, alright!" Bars' arms rose a bit. "No more runnin': I got a bit scared too…"
"Aaawww, for real Barsy?" Grina's shoulders turned to her left, as her mouth downturned slightly while flattening. "That's a shame… I would never get tired of this ship!"
"You really need to visit a psychiatric…" Mirii's right hand covered her eyes. "I'm afraid you are losing the conception of"
"What?! You thought we would really fall down like that?!" Grina's shoulders turned to the left even more, facing Mirii, as her face frowned. "Don't be stupid! I know you can see better than"
"What did you say to me?!" Mirii frowned a lot, as her right fist rose in front of Grina's face, while her teeth were gritting a bit. "Eat those words! Stupidity is an impossible condition for those who follow the perfection art!"
Grina's eyelids lowered to the middle.
"Sheesh, calm down… you know I didn't really meant to call you stupid…"
Mirii growled, as she fell back on her seat's backrest while folding her arms.
"That dictionary of yours is inaccurate… way too generalist!" Her eyes closed. "I hope you consider adding more precise and sophisticated words in your vocabulary, next time."
"Whatever…" Grina returned forward, resting on the backrest.
"Now… proceed carefully." Mirii's eyes opened. "We must conduct this mission in the safest way possible." She nodded.
"Eh eh, this looks relaxing…!" Bars' grinned, while closing his eyes.
The car began moving, as the Paint Roller rolled over the goo and releasing behind an orange trail of ink.
"Oh, what about the Ink Tank?" Grina's hands picked each a joystick, as her head turned a bit left and right. "Does this thing run dry of ink?"
"Not a concern: I personally created a channel where the car can regenerate ink in the quickest time possible." Mirii's hands picked her glasses, as she wore them on. "Cover as much as possible… and if you find any infected Inkling, don't hesitate to splat them down." Mirii's right hand patted the seat next to her for a little bit, before picking up a white box.
"Even if the Squid is Hunry?" Grina smiled a bit.
"Wh-why are you asking such ridiculous questions?!" Mirii's teeth gritted. "Enough of that! You have work to do!"
"Eh eh… how hard it was to just tell us Not Hunry…?" Grina smiled, as her eyes closed. "We know you would hug him, instead of splatting him!"
"N-nngghh!" Mirii's cheeks blushed a lot. "Y-yoouuu…"
"Oh ship! More of those Goo Inklings!" Bars bended forward, as his mouth opened wide.
BLAM!
A flying Squid went forward, passing above a trash can.
"Curses…!" Mirii's head turned left and right. "This is not good… this goo is getting out of the control!" Her right thumb pressed the orange button.
"Come on… make a Stingray appear…" Grina frowned, both thumbs pressing each a button, while her eyebrows were down and her mouth downturned. "… can't wait to make them yelp…!"
"I'm having a suspicion that an aerial vehicle caused this mess…" Mirii's head rose. "Thus, we shouldn't expect any Stingrays around the area…"
"I'm not so sure about that…" Grina's neck lowered, as her irises went left and right, while her eyebrows lowered.
"… if you are thinking about another one of your childish ideas, please don't say them." Mirii snorted. "After the previous event, my patience is already been consumed for"
"No no… haven't you seen how the road and sidewalks are covered extremely well? Beyond that iron gate to your left, for example, there is no trace of goo at all!" Grina's head turned to her left. "How could an aerial vehicle have covered this area so well?"
"Hmpf! You are thinking that the aerial vehicle is that flying ship…" Mirii's right thumb went up.
BLAM!
"… but I never stated that this supposed aerial vehicle is large and lacking of any means of agility." Mirii's right thumb pressed the button. "Unless you somehow found an evidence which would prove otherwise…"
"Aaaahh… nope!" A sweat drop appears on Grina's right side of her head. "My deck of cards doesn't have that… nor anything who could solve this mystery."
"Then, get back to work." Mirii's head turned left and right. "I don't intend to extend this mission near midnight."
"Whoa! Look at all those Inklings dripping in goo…!" Bars' mouth opened wide… before changing into a grin. "… let's splat them!" His right foot pressed the pedal.
The car screeched, moving forward.
"All at once! I want to see a huge explosion of ink! For the best splattage effect I have ever seen!" His smiling mouth opened wide.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
"Yeah!" Bars' right elbow went down, while his right fist was clenching.
The car slows down.
"Like, hope the path is long… that would mean more bowling pins to throw down!" He chuckles.
"Bars, stop." Mirii turned behind. "We can't leave Hunley behind. When alone, he might be vulnerable in front of surprise ambushes."
"But you can't leave us unemployed!" Grina's arms opened. "At least, let's go forward a bit slowly than normal."
From the distance, a small yellow goo was advancing through the orange-covered road. Mirii's mouth flattened: her sight was seeing the road and the moving goo proceeding forward.
BLAM!
The goo turned to the right, increasing its pace. Mirii's lower side of her face was covered in sweat.
"Wh-what kind of creature is"
FLOOSH!
Something covered in the dark jumped from the goo, moving up in the air. Mirii's head rose.
SPLASH!
The whole car was covered in goo! The Inklings screamed, seeing goo from each window. Bars' right hand rotates the lever situated on the steering wheel's right side: the two windshield wipers began moving left and right in an arc.
"… wh-what kind of creature was that, just now?!" Mirii's teeth gritted.