WARNING: This chapter contains an angry mudkip. :3

Games

Ch 6: The Ssunkipz Room

"Hey, Sky, you awake?"

I sit up slowly in my budder-colored bed, rubbing my eyes and yawning. "I am now."

"Are you feeling well enough to sneak over to Ian's and Quentin's rooms?" Ty whispers.

"Uh... I guess so," I reply sleepily, stumbling out of bed.

Ty shushes me. "Dude, shut up, we're going on a stealth mission."

"Why?"

"It's 11:30, technically not midnight yet. The GameMaster did say earlier that our building time was up, but he also said at the beginning of the day that we would have our 'infinite-blocks' powers until the end of the day." He pauses, pulling a diamond pickaxe out of his backpack and wiggling his eyebrows. "And we do. So, we're gonna sneak over to Quentin's and Ian's side of the hallway and destroy the wall that separates their rooms."

My eyes light up, thought not nearly as brightly as they ever were when I still had my Skybrine powers. "Hashtag Ssunkipz?"

Ty tilts his head in confusion.

"That's Ian and Quentin's ship name."

"Ohhh," he says, giggling. "Then, yes. Hashtag Ssunkipz."

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"ACK!" Quentin yells. Looks like someone woke up. Last night, Ty and I deleted the wall between Quentin's and Ian's rooms and pushed their beds together. Oh, yes. Ssunkipz forever.

"Fish?" Ian asks.

"OMINOTCH, NO, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"But you're a cute fish."

I peek out of my bedroom to see Quentin stomping out of the door that used to lead to his room but now leads to the room that Quentin and Ian share. "Who the Nether is responsible for that?" he asks, pointing behind himself at the bedroom.

Seto, Mitch, Jerome, and Jason walk downstairs slowly, rubbing their eyes tiredly. "Responsible for what?" Jason yawns.

"For the room thing!"

"What room thing?"

"Someone mined the wall between our rooms," Quentin groans. Ian slips out the door to stand next to him, but then he backs away slightly when Quentin glares at him. Aw, poor Ian.

"Let me see," Mitch says sleepily, dragging his feet over to the Ssunkipz room. "Oh, wow. The beds are even pressed together."

"Hashtag Ssunkipz for life," I mumble, grinning.

"Sky..?" Seto begins, looking at me curiously. "Did you..."

"Okay, it wasn't entirely my fault. Ty and I did it together."

Quentin groans again, throwing his head back in exasperation. "I hate you both," he grumbles, sulking back into the room. Ian follows him with his eyes and then flicks his attention back to me when Quentin is out of view.

"Is Ty even up yet?" Ian asks.

"I don't think so," I reply. "So, like, do you just not care that we hacked out the wall separating you and Quentin's rooms?"

He shrugs, a barely visible blush covering his cheeks and the tips of his ears. "I care, just... not as much as Quentin. Or maybe I just care for a different reason."

I smile. "Hey, Ian, can I talk to you?" I ask, motioning for him to come into my room. He nods, looking confused. The others yawn and stumble back up the stairs to their rooms.

"What is it?" Ian asks as I gently close my bedroom door and pull him over to my budder couch.

"Alright, be honest here. If you lie, I'll probably call you out on it, since I'm pretty sure I already know the answer to this question," I say quickly. "Do you like Quentin? And don't you dare say something stupid like, 'Yeah, he's a cool guy.' I want to know if you like-like him." Oh, wow, I sound like a middle school girl. This is bad.

Ian's blush gets deeper and easier to see. "M-Maybe just a little..."

I raise an eyebrow, giving him the 'oh-really' look.

He sighs. "Okay, so maybe I actually like him a lot. So what?"

"So, this is great! Hashtag Ssunkipz is half-canon!"

"What?"

"Uh, nothing." I'm too lazy to explain. "I think Quentin secretly likes you back."

Ian scoffs. "Yeah, right. Did you see his reaction to the joined room thing? He practically hates me."

"No, he doesn't. He pretends to hate everyone who calls him a fish, not just you in particular. Actually, I think the excessive complaining towards you calling him a fish is just a cover-up for his feelings for you." Yup, my inner middle school girl is completely taking over now.

"Maybe..," Ian says, his voice falling to a whisper. "But I doubt it."

I smile sympathetically. "Don't take anything he says to heart, Ian. He's a stubborn fish, and he says a lot of things he doesn't mean."

"Should I take it to heart if he tells me he loves me?"

I grin, laughing slightly. "If he tells you he loves you, which I seriously doubt he will do without someone pushing him to be bold, then you should take those words to your heart, lock them up, and keep them there forever."

Ian smiles, standing up and moving towards the door. "Thanks, Sky."

"Hey, no problem. I love playing Matchmaker!" I joke, walking him to the door.

He laughs and waves to me as he walks over to his own room – well, the room that Quentin and he share. Ty peeks out of his bedroom. "Are the angry lovers gone?" he asks quietly.

I giggle. "Only one of them was angry, and he stormed back into his room a long time ago."

"Good. We'd better be seeing some Ssunkipz soon."

"PLEASE REPORT TO THE SPAWN AREA!" the GameMaster's voice booms.

I exhale slowly, holding my hands over my ears. "Every time," I whisper.

Ty shrugs. "You yell a lot, too. Now you know how we all feel."

I sigh. "Well, I guess we should hurry up and get dressed and then run over to the spawn."

"Mkay. I'll see you in a second!" Ty says, darting back into his room.

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Whoops, short chapter. I can't really do anything about it, though, cause when I wrote this, I wrote it all in one big document. I didn't bother with checking the word count every few paragraphs. Therefore, there are no chapter breaks. I have to go through and find a place that would be a good stopping point, and sometimes it's really hard. For example, the end of chapter five? I would have loved to combine five with six, but then it would have been too long, so I had to add that "Here 'goes" in an attempt to make it sound like a legitimate chapter ending.

*sigh* My life is hard.

Baiii!