Current Location: Camp Triggerfish

Purple team rose up, shaking off excess ink from their heads. Yellow team rose, doing the same.

A yellow inkling girl by the name Ally looked over at her teammates in bafflement. The three others had mischievous smirks upon their faces, as if they were planning something. She recalled them talking to each other in the lobby before heading into the teleporters, all of them were laughing and looking at the other team.

Ally shrugged, whatever they were up to...she didn't want to have no part in it. Gripping her spattershot junior tightly, she waited for the countdown.

3...

2...

1...

GO!

Ally leaped off the platform with what strength her legs had, finger pressed hard down on the trigger of her weapon as she ran to cover her team's base. However, she only heard the sound of her gun and the faint echos of the other team's weapons. Confused, she turned around and looked for her teammates, but they were nowhere to be found.

And they haven't even tried to cover any ground! Ally thought, a scowl growing present upon her face. She pulled out her contact pad and searched for her teammates, noticing that they were all in the same place...

"Ugh, those guys are gonna get it!" She hissed before turning into squid form and super jumping over to one her teammates she randomly picked out, Daniel.

As she soared in the air she noticed that the yellow team wasn't as active as she thought they would be. Not one glob of yellow ink was what she saw beyond their base, as if the whole team had been teleported back early, which was an error they were trying to fix.

Adjusting her feet, she landed solidly on the hard wood underneath her, instinctively calling out an "I'm here!" to alert her teammates she had jumped to them. A short distance away she saw a moving mix between pink and yellow, but it was too far for her to tell exactly what it was. Shooting her ink into a path, she quickly dived into it and swam over to whatever was going on over there.

Ally wasn't expecting this.

Right as she walked up to where she saw the two colors moving, she spotted all four yellow team members and her three pink teammates...squidding? They were constantly switching from kid to squid form, jumping up and down as they went. Loud laughter and giggling was all she heard, the inklings apparently were having a blast.

Ally furrowed her eyebrows, what were they doing? This is a turf war! Not...whatever this is!

Anger filled her bloodstream, and before she knew it she had splatted all four of the yellow team with her weapon, the four spirits looking betrayed as they headed back to spawn point. Her teammates immediately stopped, looking over at her with heavy frowns and glares.

"Why'd you go and do that?! We were having fun and you just ruined it!" yelled Mike, waving his arms around frantically.

"Yeah! You just waltzed right in there and killed the party!" Daniel whined, crossing his arms and pouting.

Ally fumed, "Why do you think I killed the party?! This is a turf war! Not... whatever the heck was going on thirty seconds ago!"

"Ahem. 'Whatever the heck was going on thirty seconds ago' is called a Squid party. Somebody came up with it a bit after turf wars were invented. Ever since that happened, whenever someone tries to start one, everyone is obligated to join in no matter what. It's sorta an...Unspoken rule." An inkling girl by the name of Carla explained, shrugging as she did so.

"But why do you guys even do them? Isn't it against the rules to do anything else other than turfing?" Ally questioned, raising a brow.

This time Mike spoke up, "Nah. That's just what the newbies, like you, think. In reality we can actually do anything we want in here, as long as it ain't inappropriate. We have cameras all over the place to broadcast matches on TV."

Daniel piped in, "Yeah! Sometimes people get bored of turf wars too! So they go and try to start a Squid party! The people that watch the turf wars think they're entertaining, so it's more common now! If only we didn't get such a headrush, blegh."

Ally scratched her head, "Then why did nobody ever tell me about this? I wouldn't have splatted the other team had I known. And wait, we can do anything?"

"It's not exactly an official rule, it's just a weird tradition people do nowadays. They don't tell us this stuff because even though we can do anything we want to, the prime objective here is to do turf wars. That's it." Carla said, adjusting her white glasses.

"O-Oh. Well, sorry about splatting the other team. I guess I got angry and took it out on them..." Ally stuttered, gently rubbing one of her tentacles in an apologetic fashion.

Mike chuckled, "No sweat. There's always a next time. Two minutes are left on the clock, why don't we go meet up with the other team and party 'till our time here ends?" he suggested, starting to walk in the direction of the yellow team's base.

"I'm in!" Daniel chirped, hopping alongside him with large amounts of excitement.

Carla smirked and started walking as well before she glanced over her shoulder at Ally, "Don't take it personally if they splat you. You did leave an impression that you were a fun killer after all." she left with the others, hands in her pockets as she went.

Ally stood there for a moment, Try to rack up as many points as possible and take advantage of the situation, or join in on the party and dismiss getting any points?

...

"Hey guys! Wait up!" Ally grinned, sprinting after her team. Turf wars do get kinda boring after a while.

Staring at the silly mess of yellow and pink, Ally sweatdropped. They had gotten back to the yellow team, and like what Carla said, Ally got splatted. By the time she super jumped back over to where the group was, her teammates had explained to the yellow team what had happened in the previous minute.

She had tried joining the Squid party with them, but the headrush she got from it was too much for her to handle, so she just stood there awkwardly. The others seemed to be enjoying themselves though, laughter and giggling returned, louder than before. Ally wanted to join in, but she didn't really know how to fit in. Then, she got an idea, recalling something Carla had explained to her on the way to the yellow team.

"Sometimes we don't always just continuously switch between kid and squid form. People like to change things up, from climbing in weird places to constantly super jumping to your teammates even if they're right next to you. As long as it's fun." Carla stated, nonchalantly chewing a lemon flavored piece of gum.

Grinning, Ally quickly shifted into squid form before super jumping in the air with a loud "AWWW YEAH!", over to Mike. When she landed, she received a questioning look from him, and in return she winked with a giant grin. Mike knew exactly what was going on.

A few seconds later she jumped again, this time with Mike joining her milliseconds after. This got the whole group to start super jumping to each other, each and every single one of them whooping and spinning as they went. Sometimes they even high fived while in midair, teammate to teammate, teammate to opponent.

Five seconds were left on the clock, one teammate stopped jumping and turned into a squid. Quickly, others copied them, seeming to know exactly what they were doing. The pink squid slowly moved over to the edge of the stage, and to Ally's surprise, jumped right in with no hesitation. Others quickly followed suit, leaving just Ally there by herself.

Not even thinking, and with one second left on the clock, she ran over to the water and jumped straight in as well. And with that, Time was called.

"Well, I learned something new today." Ally stated, pulling up the sleeves on her red and yellow striped shirt.

Carla smiled sarcastically, "And what was that?" she asked, tossing her Aerospray RG in the air and catching it gracefully.

"That our society is really, really weird."

"Heh, yep. This always happens at least once a week, so you better get used to it."

"Oh I will. Probably will even start one too."

"Good luck with that, you need at least two people to start a successful Squid Party."

"Well then, do you want to be my number two?"

"...Meh, why not. I don't have much to do this week, and I'd rather not end up with my rank going down even further than it is."

"What even is your rank?"

"A c minus."

"..."

"..."

"...Wow."

"Yeah...I suck at ranked battles."

Well, this chapter was basically a giant explanation on what a squid party is. I could've definitely included everything about squid parties in this chapter, but I don't think they'd be able to do all that in a span of 3 minutes.

Next chapter: I have no clue