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Knock knock.
Mirii walked towards the door, as her right hand grabbed the handle. The door turned backwards, as Bars and Grina were both standing in front of the girl.
"What's up with the call?" Grina moved forward, passing Mirii and looking at Hun sitting on the bed. "You were almost screaming your words!"
"I'll explain everything, as soon as everyone is ready for this briefing session…" Mirii pushed the door, closing it.
"Like, I wanted to just read some lines of Math… but I can't lie that briefings do spark my attention more!" Bars chuckles, as his hands entered inside his pockets.
"Of course I do not intend prolonging this briefing for way too much…" Mirii's head rose. "The more time we have, the more we can do until the Agents' arrival."
"Oh, it's about the treehouse…" Grina walked near Hun, sitting on his left side. "Yeah, go ahead: I want to listen up all the jazz going on!"
"Me and Hunley talked with Tonna…" Mirii's arms folded. "She found a mission where Agents are supposed to inspect our treehouse… together with the general details, also a street name."
"Sigh…" Grina's head lowered, as her eyebrows went up. "I knew that information was way too hot to give them like nothing… me and my big mouth!" Her head rose back, as her eyes went a bit watery. "I-I was panicking way too much in front of them… and I spilled the beans, thinking to just save me and Barsy!"
"Grina, I'm not mad at your mistake…" Mirii's eyes closed. "In fact, I do not even care about it at this point."
Grina bended forward.
"But if I kept my mouth shut, this"
"Grina, do not make me repeat my previous sentences… as I said earlier, time is really important in this case." Her eyes closed. "I want that treehouse saved at all costs!"
"… don't tell me there is still something we can do about a street name…?" Grina's left hand pushed her left tentacle. "I don't believe in that… I said that out loud! There is no way those"
"Tonna can request a street name change if she has valid reasons behind it." Mirii nodded. "Although, it's rather risky… that's why we must decide how to proceed from here on out, carefully. We must decide which street name should be used instead of Ink Avenue…" Her head turned to her left, raising a bit. "A street name which has a treehouse in the area…"
"Nice!" Grina's mouth opened. "I'm not gonna lie though… I don't know much about Inkopolis as you do…" Her cheeks puffed, as her hand rested on her right palm and her irises looked to her left. "I always wished to explore it a bit more… it looks so active and cheerful, it does give me a nice vibe of adventure."
"I know Inkopolis…" A sweat drop appears on Mirii's right side of her head. "… unfortunately, not as deeply. I know more the other side of Inkopolis, since that's where I lived originally. Besides, I wouldn't never give too much attention to treehouses… I find this one just fine as it is."
"Girl, like… I think I know a street name to use." Bars' smiling mouth rose.
"You do?!" Mirii's head turned to her right, watching Bars. "Which one?!"
"Heh… it's been centuries since I ever saw that treehouse…" Bars' irises went up, as his hands went behind his neck. "Like, I remember being all so talky about it with my childhood friends… the few ones I had at the time!" He chuckles.
"Really?" Grina's head tilted to her left. "Why would you talk so much about a treehouse…?"
"Because that wasn't any normal treehouse you know." His head tilted down, as his eyes were watching Grina. "It's a haunted one!"
"Whoa!" Grina's mouth opened wide. "A haunted treehouse?! I want that as the second treehouse!" She smiled widely, as her eyes sparkled.
"Eh eh! Like…" Bars' eyes closed. "That house was already a bit ancient when I saw it as a kid… but I'm sure that the Ghost House is still there in all its glory."
"A treehouse already that old couldn't possibly be staying there in the present time…" Mirii's eyebrows lowered slightly. "What it makes you say such statement?"
"Girl, there is no way that one of my relics from my past would ever be removed!" Bars chuckles, as he folded his arms. "No, not just a relic… it's THE trial of da Squid!" He nodded. "Like, I always wanted to check that treehouse and be able to say I'm da Squid with da ink, in front of my friends! Yeah…" His eyes closed. "… I would had conquer it and call it Bars' Fresh House, after a quick cleanin' and managin'."
"Wow! You were ambitious as a kid!" Grina's eyes sparkled, as her fists were in front of her opened mouth.
Bars' laughed loudly, as he grins.
"Actually, I wouldn't mind attempting that childhood quest, nowadays…" His eyes opened. "I can bet on all my videogames that the house is real, soooo… like, I already know how to design that relic"
"You will design nothing." Mirii's head shook, while frowning. "I'll be the one deciding its fate… which is to look like Inkinators' original HQ."
"Whoa, for real?!" Bars' mouth opened wide. "Like… talk about not agreeing with that!" His eyebrows went down a bit. "Girl, that treehouse has Bars' name on it! I'm the one who got this idea of"
Mirii's face darkened. Bars' mouth sealed immediately.
"Bars… I'm not in the mood for your antics… don't make me use inevitable, severe punishments on your disgusting egoistic behavior…"
"Ehm…" Bars' mouth showed his teeth, slightly from the bottom-left side, while gritting. "… wait, what was your original plans, exactly?"
"… hmpf." The darkness faded away from Mirii's face. "Those Agents must not learn about our treehouse… my plan is to pick another one, decorate it to make it appear as a livable building." She nodded. "It must be kept as such, until the Agents will forget about it."
Her head rose.
"Am I clear on this?"
"Girl, like…" Bars' mouth downturned. "I wished so much to have that treehouse as mine… I could had gotten its turf, if it wasn't for its scary appearance and my childish fears!" His eyes closed.
"Bars, I could just discard your relic of the past as one… if it doesn't meet my criteria." Mirii's head lowered, while frowning slightly. "I do not put my foot on unworthy pieces of wood… my memories shall never have episodes of self-delusions."
"Uhm… I guess the treehouse will be fine…" Bars shrugged, as his hands entered inside his pockets. "… I imagine that having some dust here and there… but that wouldn't be a huge problem for ya, right?"
"Of course I'll be more pleased if the treehouse is properly cleaned." Mirii's head turned towards Hun, then Grina. "We are going to pick up some of the reserve furniture, if Bars' treehouse passes my test."
"Furniture… from treehouse to treehouse?!" Grina's eyes expanded. "That stuff squishes more than a Dynamo Roller! I ain't gonna push them around!"
"I would never force any of us into doing such unnecessary work…" Mirii's head rose, while snorting. "Instead, I'll utilize the power of technology for accomplish such tasks."
Mirii coughed, as her head lowered and her eyes closed.
"Now, enough talk. Bars, reveal the street name… we are all going there and give it a quick check." Her eyes opened. "The fight for our treehouse officially begins."