Author's Note

Hello there! so just a look behind the scenes, this was originally going to be part of one long chapter, but I decided that I should split it into two, this, and the next chapter, so when the other one is up, let me know if you prefer it this way, or would've preferred one long chapter. as always, let me know what you think of it, as well as any ideas you have for this story, I might use them to get from, or on the way of the ideas I already have in place of it. So until next chapter, Veemo! and Woomy!

(Once Again, I don't own anything about Splatoon or it's characters aside from my copy of Splatoon 2, and the Octo Expansion;-D).

Chapter 3: Rise and Shine

The light shone through the blinds on the windows shining as little bars, one of which landed on agent 8's face. The rose tentacled octoling stirred from her sleep, pushing her blanket and pillow around. She laid there in a state of awareness and exhaustion, and stayed like that for a few moments when she finally opened her slowly opened her eyes. The octoling almost regretted waking up she had the most soothing and restful night of sleep for as long as she could remember, which while it wasn't much, but it didn't matter to her, she still greatly appreciated the long rest. However, whether she liked it or not, she was reaching the point where she probably couldn't go back to sleep if she tried. She slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes, trying to force the sluggish feeling out of her body. She yawned, stretching her arms behind her head. She slumped back to her previous position, and got out of bed. She took a few staggering steps when she noticed Agent 3 still asleep, and octoling agent couldn't help but giggle silently at the sight. The inklings was sprawled in a strange position, with his face buried in the mattress, his blue tentacles sticking in the air, his arms spread out, even sleeping in his Squidbeak Splatoon outfit from yesterday. 8 decided not to wake him and walked out of the room. At this point, she was more and more aware with each step she took so that when she made it into the living room, she was completely awake. She looked around, and her mind was busy looking at everything in the room, her curiosity unable to focus on any one thing in the room, when something suddenly caught her eye. She walked towards the blinds and lifted one, as she looked out the window, entranced by what she saw. The sun was rising over Inkopolis, the reds, and orange of the morning sky clashing with the black outline of the city with the sun's orangish yellow light in the center of it all. The light blinded the octoling eyes for a moment, and she still couldn't look at the sun directly, but what he saw left her in awe. "This is what I was called to," she said under her breath, thankful for the day she decided to leave for the surface, even if she couldn't remember it, and was thankful for everything that happened over the past few days.

She heard rustling from bedroom, and looked back. Agent 3 was walking out of the room, one eye half opened, and the other one closed. He had taken off his cape, but was in everything else from earlier. He stretched and yawned, and started to walk to the kitchen when Agent 8 yawned in response. "Ahh!" the inkling quickly jumped back, much to the octoling's amusement. 3 was blushing brightly, especially at how he seemed to forget the guest he had volunteered to have at his house. "Ummm… hey" Agent 8 then quickly responded back, "Hi... sooo, good morning?" Agent 3 sighed, "Good morning 8." They looked at each other for a while silently, something they both did when they were unsure or uncomfortable in any sort of situation. After a few seconds of the awkward silence, 3 was going to say something to break the ice, and relieve the awkwardness. However, before anything could be said, 8's shellphone went off, as did Agent 3's. They both had a received a message. "Squidbeak Splatoon Chat Room Invite" both octoling and inkling looked at each other. 3 quickly used the opportunity to break the tension, "Well, let's see what everyone's up to", he said with a smirk. 8 mirrored his smile as they both pulled entered this chat room.

Webmaster DJ_Hyperfresh has joined the chatroom.

DJ_Hyperfresh Hey everyone!

DJ_Hyperfresh ...

DJ_Hyperfresh Guys?

Webmaster MCPrincess has joined the chatroom.

Webmaster Agent 3 has joined the chatroom.

Webmaster Agent 8 has joined the chatroom.

DJ_Hyperfresh Oh, nevermind.

MCPrincess Ay! Wakey wakey everyone!

DJ_Hyperfresh C'mon Pearl, do you honestly believe that's going to work?

Webmaster CraigCuttlefish has joined the chatroom.

Webmaster Agent 2 has joined the chatroom.

DJ_Hyperfresh …

Agent 3 Wait, Cap'n's name is Craig?

Agent 8 looked over at the inkling, "Oh yeah, I've known for a while and so have Pearl and Marina, keep up 3!" 3 gave 8 a bedazzled look, as 8 started to giggle. The inkling agent couldn't help but laugh as well at how he seemed the last to know. The two eventually stopped laughing and looked back at the chatroom.

Agent 2 Glad to see you and gramps are fine.

Agent 3 Yep, so where's your cousin?

Agent 2 She's with Agent 4, they said they needed to get something.

Agent 8 Wait, there's more Agents than 3?

Agent 2 There's an Agent 8?

Agent 2 Wait, Pearl and Marina are part of the Splatoon!?

MCPrincess B-}

DJ_Hyperfresh Wow, there's a lot we all got to catch up on.

DJ_Hyperfresh We should all meet up somewhere.

Agent 2 How about at the Cuttlefish Cabin?

Agent 2 We can make that like, the official Squidbeak Splatoon HQ.

CraigCuttlefish thats a great idea, we can meet up this afternoon.

Agent 8 Can't wait!

CraigCuttlefish # * i'll see you there.

DJ_Hyperfresh Wait, did you hold shift typing 8 and 3?

CraigCuttlefish Aren't you supposed to capitalize names?

MCPrincess Gotta love old people!

Agent 2 Pearl!

Webmaster MCPrincess has left the chatroom.

Both agent put away their devices and looked at each other. "How come you didn't tell me you Agent 3 of four agents?" 3 looked at his fellow agent, and her puzzled expression. "I didn't know there was an Agent 4, they must've added him when I was with Cap'n Cuttlefish underground. I didn't tell you about the others because considering what happened yesterday, it must've slipped my mind." Agent 8 nodded her head, "Oh, that makes sense… so I guess we should be getting ready to go?" Agent 3 looked at the tan octoling, "Well, maybe not yet" 3 was finally able to look at 3 with any distractions, or awkward silence for the day, and saw that she was still wearing the clothes she had on yesterday, a black crop top, black skirt, and boots, all of which still made him blush, and nervous talking to her now that he noticed. "I think that- (Mhmm!) I think that since you're here in Inkopolis now, maybe we should get you some new clothes for you, before you meet the others". Agent 8 looked at him, a little confused by this suggestion, as well as the blushing she noticed in 3's face, and the crack earlier in his voice (something 3 was also taken aback with and quite embarrassed by). But, 8 liked the idea, and so, agreed. 3 was glad that this specific conversation was ending.

Until he realized he didn't have time to take 8 shopping anywhere, leaving him in a bit of an awkward spot. But, 3 had experience thinking on the fly, and implemented that here. "Well, I'm glad to hear that, but uh, now that I think about it, I think it's better that we go tomorrow since, we do have somewhere to be today." 8 was confused by this switch in plans for a second, but the logic seemed reasonable, so she accepted it, "Well I guess that makes sense, but what am I going to do now?" The blue tentacled inkling walked over to his bedroom. "Well, you can borrow some of my clothes… I mean, I don't know how well they'll fit but, we can try anyway." 8 looked hesitant, a little embarrassed at the prospect of wearing some of his clothes, but decided she was feeling silly over nothing, and agreed, going over to the bedroom, and closing the door behind her as she looked through his shirts and pants in his drawer. While 8 had decided there was nothing embarrassing about what she was doing, it still felt awkward to her, and couldn't help but make her face grow red. Meanwhile 3 was sitting on his couch, his mind chewing over about how well he handled the situation. He just decided to hope 8 would give him some sort of tell that he didn't just weird her out too spectacularly. His kept thinking, and his thoughts ended up on the other members of the Squidbeak. He was especially excited to see the Squid Sisters, he hadn't seen them in a good while, and hoped things had been well while he was gone, last he heard, Callie and Marie had pursued their solo careers and weren't on the best of terms. He hated when his friends would fight, but especially friends as good together as the inkling superstars. But based on the chatroom it seemed they had mended fences. That brought him on to the topic of Agent 4, he wondered what this agent as like, and how he or she was recruited. He noticed she seemed to be taking a while, but decided to just keep waiting. His mind was pursuing all sorts of different thoughts for a while when he heard the door open.

Agent 8 had decided to wash herself off, feeling a little dirty from her time in the Deepsea Metro. It took her a while to figure out how the shower worked, but she eventually quickly washed herself off, feeling much fresher. She put her older clothes in a laundry basket in the bathroom, with other dirty clothes before changing, and walking out into the living room. Despite her reservations, she found some clothes that surprisingly fit. She wore black sweatpants, that small enough to work as jeggings, or workout pants. She wore a white anchor t-shirt from Squidforce, that was a little loose around the collar, and wide around the sleeves, but overall fit her quite well. She wore these clothes as she walked in to the room, brushing one of her pink tentacles behind her ear as she did so. Agent 3 recognized those clothes as ones he was planning to get rid of, they were old clothes he got as presents that he never used. Fortunately, he saw they actually looked good one her, and fitted ok, probably because she was only about his height, and the clothes weren't too old. 8 looked at the boy, "Do they look ok?" 3 grinned a little, blushing a little seeing her in his clothes "Honestly, you look great,"prompting a more confident smile out of the octoling, "And it's good to see those clothes are going to good use, I never really wore them". He hoped that last bit would ease any weird feelings about wearing his clothes, which it definitely did, something evident based on the smile that kept growing on her face, along with her confidence in her appearance. "Thanks." The inkling smiled, "No problem." 8 sat down next 3, and they both thought about the slight irony of it all, a few days ago, shooting blue and pink ink at each other, and now were living under the same roof (at least for now) and did it peacefully.

3 was thinking about this when he realized that it would take awhile to get to Cuttlefish Cabin, and they haven't eaten anything all morning. Feeling a little guilty,he asked 8 "Are you hungry?" The octoling hadn't eaten since yesterday and did a lot since then, so she was actually pretty hungry, but still didn't want to seem rude or whiny, "Well, a little." 3 could see that she was hungrier than she wanted to let on, but he didn't say anything about it and went over to his freezer. He pulled out two frozen Crusty Seanwiches and heated them up. They were soon done, and 8 smelt them, enchanted by the smell. 3 quickly gave her one of the seanwiches. She looked at it, her first meal on the surface, she almost was afraid to eat it. 3 looked at her worried look on her face,"Go ahead, eat it." With this encouragement, 8 looked it over in her hands for a little bit, before taking a small bite it into the seanwich. She held back the item, looked at it eyes wide, and took another bite,much bigger than her first, and with more eagerness. Her taste buds practically exploded, and she couldn't believe how good it was, it was like nothing she has ever eaten, at least, not anything she could remember. 3 could see the smile on her face, cheeks full, as she chewed the seanwich, "Come on, we should head over there". 8 put the sandwhich down in response, putting on her boots, and headed to the door, with a nearly finished seanwich in hand, while 3 grabbed his seanwich, and started eating it as he walked out, and closed the door behind them.