Let me ask you a question, my fellow squids/octopodes. Did you once get really hooked into an online match of Splatoon? You're trying so hard to win in a Ranked match, and doing okay so far? When suddenly...

A parent: Come down for dinner!

Their child: I'm in an online match!

The parents says its okay for now. But a few seconds later...

Parent: GET OFF THE SWITCH RIGHT NOW, AND COME DOWN.

Child: *TRIGGERED*

We all had these moments once in our life, AND I FREAKING HATE IT }:(. Today is finally a Marie x Agent 4/Redd moment right here based off my note here. Stay Fresh! :D

SPLAT

Redd respawned back into the team base after getting splatted for the fifth time. Currently, he was in a match of Clam Blitz at Camp Triggerfish (REEEEEEEEEEE). His team color was dark blue, and the enemy team was green.

"Grr... they sure do know what they're doing." Redd mumbled. He saw a teammate respawn as well. It was David. For once, they were in the same match together.

"Come on, Redd! We have to keep going! We shall show them who's boss!" David exclaimed. Redd squidbags a little bit, telling David to join in with him. David starts to squidbag as well. After a couple seconds, they stop their partying and get back to the match.

"BOOYAH!" Redd screamed as he jumped off the launchpad and into the battlefield.

The opposite team was there waiting for them. They kept on covering turf, waiting for someone to come, so they can rek em.

Redd hid behind a wall, smirking while holding onto his .52 Gal, his main weapon he uses in Ranked.

"Time to get through this match." He said. He inks one spot, but the opposite team covers it back up.

Ding!

His special was ready.

"Show time." Redd thought. He then equipped the Baller special. He rolls to where the other team is. They begin to back away.

"SURPRISE, MOTHER-NGYES!" Redd yelled. And then the Baller inksploded. The inksplosion left at least 2 of those people splatted. He grabbed a bleu Power Clam nearby, and begins to walk to the enemy basket.

"Oh carp!" Redd shouted. He spotted a member of the green team, and tried to splat him. The green guy goes down, but it wasn't Redd who splatted him.

It was David. He gave his friend a thumbs up. Redd then threw the Power Clam into the enemy basket, and more people from the blue team throw their own small clams into it.

"Niicce. Yeah, I think we got this." Redd said with a smirk.

"We must keep going on, Redd! Don't stop now!" David advised.

The timer was 10 more seconds. Redd saw an enemy teammate hold a Power Clam, and they were heading towards the blue team base.

Redd thought the time would just run out when they'd win. But nope.

Overtime!

"OH MY COD, NO." Redd whisper-screamed. He then splatted the guy, but he already threw the Power Clam in.

SPLAT!

Another guy on the green team splatted Redd. The clams were going on. And then...

GAME!

The match is now over. Judd and Lil' Judd come to judge the match.

"Meow! (Let's view the winners, shall we?)" Judd said.

"Mew! (You got it!)" Lil' Judd replied. They both put their hands behind their backs to hold onto their respective flags.

And the winner is...

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.

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Judd falls over and Lil' Judd raises a green colored flag with the Inkling squid on it.

"Mew! (The green team won!)" Lil' Judd exclaimed. Redd just sighed, since he knew it was gonna happen.

"WHAT?! How did we lose?! We had the lead!" David shouted.

"Not exactly, Dave. Overtime happened, and the enemy team got the lead at the very last second." Redd explained. David now understood what happened, giving Redd a nod in agreement.

"Well, let's try again. Wanna do another match?" David asked.

"Sure, but first... I'm gonna pick a different weapon." Redd replied, and then walks back to a random place so he can pick a different weapon.

The next match begins. Once again, the match is Clam Blitz on Camp Triggerfish. Redd and David are once again on the same team. They are on the turquoise team, while the enemy team was the orange team. David once again had the Enperry Splat Dualies as his weapon, so now he takes a look at what Redd has as his weapon.

The Tri-Slosher Nouveau.

"Wow, I heard that weapon is really good." David complimented.

"I know. Now let's go rek some scrubs." Redd said with a chuckle. David laughed with him after that.

Later...

The turquoise team is winning, 63 to 80. Redd has just splatted another person with his Tri-Slosher as he got onto the enemy base with 9 clams at his arsenal.

A transmission starts to occur.

"Redd, could you come here? I want to go on another lunch date with you." It was Marie.

"Can't right now. I'm in a match." Redd whispered. Marie sighs and Redd could hear her facepalm.

Marie was also pretty upset by that. She would have a "nice" talk with Redd later on.

GAME! That match is over now. Judd and Lil' Judd come to judge the match.

And the winner is...

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.

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WHAT?!

Both of the cats forgot their flags, so they cannot judge the winner for today's Clam Blitz match.

"Meow, meow! (Oh, looks like we forgot our flags. Welp, no one wins this match here. Sorry." Judd said with a shrug. Everyone was beyond surprised right now.

"YOU GOTTA BE FREAKING SQUIDDING ME!" Redd screamed.

"Woah, dude. I think you need to chill for a bit." David advised.

"*sigh*... You're right." Redd said, calming down from this. And no one will ever know what happened from that match...

Once Redd exited the Battle Lobby, he was met face to face with an angry Marie.

"You disappointed me once again, Redd." Marie said as she made a pouty face.

"Come on, Marie! Don't be like that!" Redd exclaimed, "No one even won that last match since Judd and Lil' Judd lost their flags. You do know that battles are my thing, and I really enjoy them!"

"Why are you getting so worked up? It's just a game." Marie groaned. Redd got even more furious by those last 3 words.

JUST. A. GAME.

"Just a game, Marie? You know that this is my life!" Redd screamed, "We Inklings do this as a sport, and this is what I live for! Yes, I may suck at Ranked, cause I am only B- on Tower Control, Clam Blitz, AND Rainmaker! And only a B on Splat Zones... but Turf War?! BABY, YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE TURF WARS AS MY OWN THING! IT'S THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD, SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, BACK THE WOOMY OFF! And don't tell me it's 'just a game'. It's more than a game, Marie. IT'S LIFE."

"Geez, I was just saying things. No need to get so mad." Marie said.

"You were the one who started it!" Redd shouted.

"Oh my cod... Redd, please calm down." Marie demanded.

"Turf Wars are still my thing, Marie. You know that."

"It's just a ga-"

"DON'T SASS ME, AGENT 2!" Luckily no one else heard the outburst. Suddenly, Redd got knocked in the back of his head by a cane.

"Bucko, you really need to let off some steam. Prevent yourself from doing battles for the rest of the day." Cap'n Cuttlefish commanded. Redd looked behind him to see the New Squidbeak Splatoon leader. Cuttlefish was the one who hit Redd with his cane/Bamboozler.

"*long sigh*... Maybe you're right. I'm sorry, Marie." Redd apologized.

"It's ok, Redd. You just seemed a bit worked up, and you needed to calm down." Marie said.

"So, anyway... how about a little something to help you out?" Redd asked with a smirk. Marie was a bit confused by that.

"What do you mean?" She asked as she raises an eyebrow. And their lips came together. At first, Marie was surprised, but she soon melted into the kiss, and wanted to keep it going. Cuttlefish quietly cheered, and then walks away back to Octo Canyon to see how Callie is doing.

After some time, the two end their kiss and gasp for air.

"Now... how about that lunch date?" Redd asked.

"You got it, Redd. Let's go." Marie replied. Both turn into their squid form, and they use one of their tentacles to hold hands. They super jump to a nearby restaurant. Atleast their relationship is still keeping on.

Author's Note: Does anyone else hate that moment too? When you get angry from a video game? And then a person comes and says "it's just a game". Yeah, we are sentient beings on Earth that actually HAVE a living. I PLAYED SPLATOON 2 FOR ALMOST A YEAR! NONE OF MY PARENTS MUST EVER DISRESPECT THAT! Ok, ok... I am calm.

Anyway, what did YOU think of it? Please let me know just in case. And now that I have blown off some steam... I'm going to school tomorrow and protest saying that Splatoon is better than Fortnite by a LONG shot.

Stay Fresh, my fellow squids/octopodes! :D