"What's wrong little Inkling? It feels good right? Nice and tight. Just endure a little longer. We have to make sure everyone sees it. That's right. What a beautiful face to make…right before you die!"
Leviathan shot up in bed, his breaths coming out deep and in rapid succession. He rubbed his hand over his face. What was that? He knew he had a nightmare, but it all came back as a kind of a blur when he tried to remember it. He caught fleeting glimpses of chains, an Octoling, and some type of…equipment. Thinking of the latter made his entire body shudder but he wasn't sure why.
But it was just a dream. And it was over now. No need to hang on it. He turned to his night stand and checked the clock. 7:42. Eeeeeeeehhh. Now is a good a time as any to get up. He stepped out of bed, throwing on his Basic Tee again and a pair of shorts to step out of his room. He opened the door and stepped into the hallway, the sound of running water going on in the bathroom. He approached and knocked.
"Cerata? You decent?"
"Yeah, I'm decent," Leviathan opened the door and stepped in. The shower was running but Cerata was fully clothed standing next to it, giving a disheartened look towards the Inkling boy. "How do I?..." Leviathan raised a confused eyebrow.
"You mean you don't know how to work a shower?" Cerata blushed madly and crossed her arms.
"I know how to work a shower! It's just…the ink is turquoise…"She said gesturing to the ink water hybrid spraying from the showerhead.
"Yeah but…it's watered down ink…can you not change colors?" Leviathan asked with legit confusion in his voice.
"Are you saying Inklings can?" Cerata responded with an equal amount of confusion.
"Well…yeah. All we need is to have our tentacles touch something and we can shift colors,"
"No way," Cerata said a look of amazement in her features. "Show me," Leviathan scratched his head nervously.
"Well…" Leviathan looked around the room and picked up a red bottle of shampoo. He squeezed a blob into his hand and rubbed the substance down his tentactles. He rubbed it in at the top of his head and, slowly but surely, the color spread all the way down his tentacles, even changing the color of his eyebrows.
"Whoa. That's cool," Cerata said wide eyed staring at the new red Leviathan.
"A lot of Inkling cloths work the same way, so that they can change colors to match yours during Turf War," Leviathan explained. "But every squid is born with a base color. If you don't continue to have contact with whatever your chosen color is, after about a day and a half it'll revert back to the base color. My base color for example is turquoise, so even without an item," Leviathan closed his eyes and his tentacles reverted back to their original color, letting out a breath of air as they finish. "We can revert them back to that color. Though it's a bit more difficult if the new color is fresh,"
"That's amazing," Cerata said in such a trance she reached out and took one of Leviathan's tentacles in her hands.
"Yeah. In times of dire stress or physical exhaustion, they revert back to their base color as well," Leviathan said a bit weirded out at Cerata's sudden interest in his limbs. "I could've sworn Octarians could do that too," Cerata continued to look down at Leviathan's tentacles.
"Nope. All purple," She responded.
"Well," Leviathan gently pulled away, Cerata letting out a huff and a pout at the tentacle slipping from her grasp. He walked to a dial between the shower and the sink surrounded by a large variety of colors. "This changes the color used for the ink in the shower and sink," He responded twisting the dial to purple. The shower groaned for a second before it started to spew a purplish liquid. Cerata clapped her hands together and smiled.
"Thanks! Well…time to get clean," She said excited for a hot shower.
"Right. I'll just…step out then…" Leviathan responded exiting the bathroom and closing it behind him. He stretched a bit and yawned. Maybe that dream took more out of him than he thought. He walked towards his bedroom to get a change of clothes.
"Um…Leviathan…" Leviathan turned to see Cerata poking her head out of the door, the biggest blush yet plastered on her face. "Um…here're my…things…" She said holding a pile of cloths through the crack on the door.
"Ah, yes, right," Leviathan said approaching the door. Cerata avoided eye contact at all cost and Leviathan, knowing that Cerata's naked form was hidden by a partially opened door grew a small blush of his own. "I'll have these done by the time you're finished," Leviathan said taking the clothes into his arms.
"T-thanks," was the response a second before the door was quickly shut. Leviathan let out a deep breath and walked away. He stepped over to the kitchen and through a door in its corner housing a small cramped room with a washer and dryer.
He placed the proper detergent in the washer and held in a small chuckle as he closed it down and returned to his room.
"What? What is it? I was sleeping,"
"Hey, did you by any chance sleep over at Inkay's house recently?"
"Whaa? Who is this? What do you mean?"
"It's me. Shiro. Did you sleep over at Inkay's house?"
"Depends. Why do you want to know?"
"For truth and justice! And a snazzy jacket. Now, did you sleep over his house or not?"
"Aaaaaah….I don't know what you're asking me,"
"What do you mean-. Look, Inkay said you slept over his house and I need to know if that was a lie or not!"
"Why would my darling little brother lie to one of his closest friends?...Yeah I slept over. I do that a lot. Now leave me alone and let me sleep. Ok? Ok. Stay fresh," A phone was slammed down and a face hit the pillow. The room was quiet until a single eye peaked out. "Interesting…"
Leviathan took the clothes from the dryer and headed out of the kitchen. He walked towards the bathroom door, the shower turned off and the room silent.
"Hey Cerata, here are your clothes. I'm going to sit them by the door okay?" Leviathan heard an 'Okay' from inside the bathroom and placed the clothes down. "I'm going to head out for a bit. Hopefully I won't be gone long,"
"Bring back some food," Leviathan gave a short chuckle.
"Will do," He said turning around and exiting his apartment. He took the elevator down, greeting his neighbors and such as he passed.
"Oh, Leviathan!" Leviathan turned to see one of his landlords approach him. He was a strong muscular Inkling with dark blue tentacles at least a head and a half taller than Leviathan. "I've been getting reports that while you're out, your room's TV or radio plays. What's up with that?" Leviathan swallowed a mouthful of spit. But he thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick.
"Oh yeah, my radio's on the fritz. It comes on and off randomly and shifts stations and everything. I'm planning to get it fixed," Leviathan said, the taller Inkling nodded slowly.
"You know, I'm an all-around mechanic myself. I can fix it for you if you want. You know the wife handles all the people problems and I handle the broke stuff,"
"Nah, it's cool. In fact I may just junk it and get one from my sister. She has a ton," Leviathan stuck his hands in his pockets, anxious to step away from the man.
"Well alright then. Sorry to disturb ya. Have a great day,"
"You too, say hi to the wife and kids for me,"
"You got it buddy," Leviathan quickly left the apartment complex and let out a sigh. It was a good thing he thought on his feet. Now that that was over, Leviathan had a place to go and a person to see. Would this adventure be exhausting? Physically no, mentally so much so. Leviathan began walking down the streets. Maybe he should super jump towards his destination. Yeah that would be faster. He turned into a squid and made sure nothing was in the way before firing himself through the air.
Octameri was stomping through the mountainous area. This was always a good place to vent. There were many things to hit and occasionally the lost Inkling she got to pound the living shit out of. But today seemed to be a desolate day. The random items around the valley brought her fists no satisfaction and there was not an Inkling in sight.
So instead she stomped forward, eyes filled with anger just waiting to be let out. She found herself standing next to a kettle. She paused. If she stepped into the kettle she could go to Octovalley…there was a bigger chance of running into an unfortunate Inkling there. She needed this. Without a second thought of hesitation, she changed to her octopus form and swam through.
The super jump didn't quite cut it, so Leviathan found himself trudging through a small crowd for about 10 minutes before reaching his destination. He stepped up to the door of the house and took a deep breath. He raised his hand to the door and paused, opting to take another breath to better prepare himself before knocking. He sat patiently, and when there wasn't a response, he knocked again.
"Alright, alright I'm coming. Hold you're ink," Leviathan stepped back and waited for the door to open. When it did he gave a small smile to the owner.
"Hello," Leviathan said, his eyes holding a certain exhaustion to them already. The older Inkling smiled down at Leviathan and crossed her arms. She leaned up against the doorway, chewing on a wad of gum.
"Well well. If it isn't little Inkay." The female Inkling said. She had sea blue tentacles that gradually got darker the closer it got to the ends and her eyes were a pinkish purple and were half lidded as if she was still sleepy even though she was wide awake. She was about half a head taller than Leviathan as she crossed her legs.
"Yeah, it's me Kiara. I'm here," Leviathan eyed the older Inkling. "Unlike your decency it seems," The Inkling wore a pair of shorts that barely passed her thighs and a muscle shirt that was cut short to show all of her torso without her chest spilling over. Speaking of, Leviathan took notice that she was letting the 'girls run free' as a gentle way of putting it. "Seriously, are you ever fully dressed?"
"Only at work. Clothes are overrated anyway," She said with a smirk. "So what's up little bro? Am I supposed to invite you in or do you have business you want from me?" She asked.
"I do actually need something from you," Leviathan gave a curt nod.
"Oh yeah?" Kiara blew a bubble with her gum, sucking the air out of it before it had a chance to pop. "And what would that be?"
"I need some…" Leviathan paused for a second, trying his best to hold eye contact. "Accessories… and a little bit of makeup," He finally strained out. Kiara blew another bubble, this time letting it pop and slowly licking the substance from around her lips.
"Whaaaaaa? And what could you possibly want some of that stuff for? Don't tell me…" Kiara leaned forward, placing hands on both of Leviathan's shoulder and giving a smile that screamed sexuality. "You've finally found yourself a nice boyfriend to get all dolled up for! Tell me little bro, is he cute or is he hot? When you see him do you just want to run your tongue up his torso?" Leviathan's sister then gave an image as she extended her index finger straight up and slowly ran her tongue from the base of her finger to the tip.
"Please stop that," Leviathan said faster and a bit more fearful than he intended. His sister chuckled at his discomfort but didn't move. "And never do that again."
"Oh come on. Love wins after all, right little brother?" Kiara stood back up straight, a smirk on her face.
"Let love win somewhere else,"
"That's too bad. I always wanted a gay little brother,"
"I'm not into guys. I need the stuff for a project," Kiara chewed her gum more, eyeing Leviathan and blowing another bubble, letting it pop.
"Really now?"
"Big brooooothheeeerrr!" Leviathan and Kiara both turned towards the inside of the house just in time to see a small, fully sky blue Inkling come crashing into Leviathan, a soft squishing sound as she made contact. Leviathan wrapped an arm around the young Inkling's head and smiled.
"Hey there squirt. How are you doing today?" Leviathan asked the young Inkling.
"I'm gooooood! Are you here to play with me today Levi?" The Inkling looked up at Leviathan with bluish purple eyes as she continued to hold him by the waist.
"Not today Molly. I'm here to get something from big sis," Molly hugged Leviathan's waist tighter and looked over her shoulder with a glare at her big sister.
"She probably won't give it to you because she's a big meanie…" She whispered into Leviathan's stomach.
"What? Why would you say that about your big sister?" Leviathan said putting on a fake shocked expression.
"She wanted extra ice cream but I didn't give it to her because she brought home an F on a test,"
"An F? What are you doing bringing home an F?" Molly buried her face deeper in Leviathan's shirt.
"She thought the test was too beneath her and didn't bother filling anything in,"
"Molly!"
"But it was!" The Inkling child shrieked into Leviathan's shirt. "The answers could've been answered by newborns and the teacher expected it to be a challenge. Such questions don't deserve to be answered by me…" Leviathan crouched down to Molly's level and pried her away from his waist to look her in the eye.
"Molly, we talked about this. You have to do the work at school whether it's easy or not. You do want me to take you to do some Turf Wars when you turn fourteen right?" Molly pouted and avoided Leviathan's gaze. "Right?"
"Yes…"
"Then do your homework and your tests. Now go study," Molly held her head down and kicked a nearby pebble.
"Fine…" She suddenly wrapped her arms around Leviathan's neck in a hug. "Love you Levi!" She said with a smile as Leviathan gave an 'I love you too' before she ran back into the house.
"Smart kid," Leviathan said to Kiara as Molly ran back into the house.
"Too bad she has mom's attitude," Kiara responded turning back towards Leviathan. "But anyways, tell me about this project of yours," Leviathan shrugged.
"I just need a few materials and I figured it would be cheaper to just get some of your stash," Kiara leaned over again and used a finger to raise Leviathan's chin to look up at her.
"Cut the bullshark shit bro," Kiara said, her already lidded eyes narrowing and seeming to glow with malicious intent. "Have you forgotten I taught you everything you know about misdirection, bluffs, and lying? I can read you like a book I wrote," Leviathan remained flat faced but mentally he was cursing. Why couldn't she just make this one aspect in his life easy? "Tell you what, either tell me the truth, or I follow you back and help you with this 'project' of yours," Kiara leaned back against the doorway as Leviathan let out an annoyed groan. Looking to the side he let out an answer.
"There's…a girl who needs it…"
"You calling her ugly?"
"No! It's just…Uggggh, sis I've had a really stressful last couple a days. If you're not going to help I'll just go deal with the embarrassment of buying the stuff myself," Kiara chuckled and rubbed Leviathan's head.
"What type of big sister would I be to leave my little bro out to dry? Come in and take whatever you need," Leviathan let out a mental sigh of relief as he stepped inside.
"Thanks sis. I owe you one,"
"You owe me two. Your friend called earlier asking if I stayed over your place. I went with it as not to blow your cover. As payment, I want to see your finished 'product'," Kiara gave a smile as Leviathan groaned.
"Fine,"
It felt so good to be clean. Cerata stretched out on the couch with the radio playing, bobbing her head and tapping whatever was in range to the songs that played. Inklings had very lively music. It even the rare ones with dark or sad meanings made Cerata want to dance. But, she had just gotten clean and getting all sweaty would ruin the point.
She bobbed her head and tapped her feet to the beat as she heard the sound of keys in the doorway. She turned towards the entrance as Leviathan stepped in the living room and smile.
"Hi there," She said, Leviathan returning her smile.
"Hi,"
"You bring any food?" Leviathan scratched his head nervously.
"You see, what had happened was…" He said with a smile, Cerata's smile turning into a pout.
"But you said you would bring back food,"
"And instead, I have another surprise for you," Cerata tilted her head in response and eyed the bag in his hand. "Come to the kitchen," Cerata stood and turned the radio off, following Leviathan into the kitchen. Leviathan pulled a chair from the table and sat it in the middle of the floor.
"Sit," Cerata obliged, resting her hands on her knees as she sat with her back towards Leviathan. She sat patiently until suddenly her eyes were covered by something.
"Hey! What're you-"
"jwost wole stell," Leviathan responded with something in his mouth. The things that covered her eyes were his hands and he slowly slid them back, pulling her tentacles back with them. Cerata turned red in the face again as her breath hitched and she dug her fingers into her knees.
"W-wh-what're you doing?!" Cerata squirmed, rubbing her knees together as Leviathan took the two tentacles that hung over her face and flipped them backwards, gently curving them around the back two. She felt Leviathan tie something around the now slightly twisted limbs and she almost let out a gasp. "w-what are…"
"Hold on…almost done…" Cerata felt Leviathan shake some type of powder over her suckers that weren't hidden in the twist and she shuddered. Cerata almost lost it as his hands ran over her suckers, spreading whatever he poured on them around evenly. She found herself trying to keep from breathing heavily as Leviathan walked in front of her. He had a bright smile on his face but it fell as he crouched down and saw her face. "Are… you alright?"Cerata huffed and put on an angry face to accompany her blush.
"What was that?" She spat trying to stare down the Inkling but finding it hard to look at him directly. Leviathan flinched and raised a confused eyebrow.
"I was just styling your tentacles…"
"Well don't do that again! My tentacles are…" She almost screamed, her face turning redder and her opting to look to the side instead of Leviathan's bright purple eyes. "…sensitive," Leviathan turned a shade redder than her as he went wide-eyed.
"I am so sorry. I didn't-"
"It's cool. Just…don't do it again,"
"Well why didn't you say anything to stop me?"
"Cause I was afraid if I opened my mouth, words would not be the things to come out!" Both parties froze and turned even redder before looking away again. There was an awkward silence between the two as they both avoided looking at the other.
"Um…," Leviathan reached into the bag beside him and pulled out a small make-up kit. "You mind…closing your eyes?" Cerata playfully narrowed her eyes.
"Why? Got something else you're going to grab without permission?" Leviathan blushed more.
"Please don't do this to me…" Cerata huffed and closed her eyes as requested. She felt Leviathan's thumb press against the bridge of her nose and spread around her eyes. He continued to circle around her eyes and very gently rubbed over her eyes themselves.
"Alright, I'm done," Cerata opened her eyes and looked up at the now standing Leviathan. "Now, to the bathroom," He gestured to the bathroom and Cerata stood and began walking. She stepped into the bathroom and gasped at what she saw in the mirror. She looked like a…
"Well?" Leviathan's voice caused her to break her eyes away from the mirror.
"I look like an Inkling…" She said dumbfound. Leviathan had tied her tentacles in a way that they looked like an Inklings tentacles tied around her head and hung back in a hanging ponytail. Her eyes' purple highlights were completely covered and replaced with a black mask spread evenly. But the most amazing jump was done to her suckers. They were covered in something that made them seem a bit brighter than the rest of her tentacles and then covered with glitter, making it look like they were accessories instead of a part of her body.
"Yeah. I figured that you were getting bored just sitting here all day, so I was thinking…maybe I could take you to get something to eat. Let you choose where we ate," Cerata looked back at her reflection.
"Do you think this disguise will work?" Leviathan smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"It's not like Inklings and Octolings are that different. I'm sure it'll be fine," Cerata didn't quite believe that but she nodded regardless. "But first," Cerata turned towards Leviathan. "You need some cloths,"
Octameri growled to herself. She had trudged through this entire area, and there wasn't a damn thing to beat the living shit out of! Nothing! She was all about ready to storm back and round up the Octoling troops for a surprise training regimen. Right as she prepared to stop and turn around she saw a small shack in the distance.
Her mouth curled up into an evil smile as she approached. She would catch the householder off guard and have a field day on his internal organs. She practically power walked towards the place smiling the entire time before stopping. Her eyes widened and her mouth hung slack-jawed at what she saw.
She quickly jumped behind a large rock and peaked from behind it. Was this real? Was she really seeing this? She was!
"Octavio…"She whispered too herself, her smile slowly returning to her face. He was alive! And…in a snow globe…Doesn't matter. The point was their leader was alive and relatively well. She began forming an idea. Oooooh this was going to be a good idea. Even that rude punk back at base would find enjoyment from this information.
Cerata was fearful to put it lightly. It just took one wrong move or fashion catastrophe and she would get busted. She found herself practically clinging onto Leviathan as she eyed the many people eyeing her.
"I don't have a good feeling about this Leviathan…Everyone is looking at me weird," She whispered holding his sleeve like a lost child.
"Well, one reason is because you're practically glued to my back and sending out all types of vibes like you're afraid. Calm down," Cerata looked at him a bit and took a deep breath, releasing his sleeve. "Secondly, you aren't fresh. You're all stylish from the neck up but you're clothes aren't that spectacular,"
Cerata would give him that. She was wearing one of Leviathan's Basic Tees, a pair of shorts and her boots. "So we have to go get me some?"
"Yep," Cerata sighed.
"Fine. Where do we start?"
"Right here," Leviathan said gesturing to the building in front of him. Cerata looked up at the sign and tilted her head.
"Shrimp Kicks?"
"Come on. And let me do the talking," Cerata nodded and followed Leviathan in. She almost jumped as a tall shrimp turned towards them at the sound of his door opening. "Sean!"
"Yo, what up, squiddo?!" This 'sean' character said spreading his claw hands to the side and giving a smile as Leviathan approached.
"Nothing much my mantis shrimp. But listen, I need some kicks," Leviathan said coming up and fist bumping the store owner.
"A'ight squiddo. What you looking for?"
"Not for me, but my friend," Leviathan said gesturing over to Cerata. Cerata stiffened when both sets of eyes glanced back at her.
"Aw come on squiddo! She's cute and everything, I'll give her that, but she ain't fresh at all. What is she, a level 0?" Cerata furrowed her brow with a huff and crossed her arms at the crustacean. What was this level thing anyway?
"Look, I know, but she is visiting from out of town and I really want her to be her freshest for her first Splatfest,"
"Aw, kid, you're really twisting my legs here,"
"Hey, you know me! One of the freshest squids out there! Look, I'm still buying it. Just pretend it's for me,"
"But having such an un-fresh squid walking around with my merch is bad for business, kid," Cerata was getting more and more offended by this creature. Who was he to talk with that stupid jacket he was wearing?
"But hey man, she is going to be hanging with this fresh squid here," Sean tapped his claw against his crossed arms, staring at Leviathan.
"Alright squiddo. But I expect you to keep climbing that freshness ladder!"
"No problem man," Leviathan said doing a few more fist bumps.
"Just come see me when you're ready to check out," Leviathan nodded and returned to Cerata.
"Sorry about that. You see anything you like?" Cerata turned her glare from Sean and looked over the shoe store. With Leviathan on her heel the entire time, Cerata eventually settled on a pair of Black Seahorses, Purple Sea-Slugs, and a few other shoes. It wasn't until Leviathan was walking towards the checkout Cerata noticed the stack of boxes he carried. At first she thought he would be overwhelmed by the amount of money it would cost, but after it was rang up Leviathan simply whipped out his wallet and payed for it, giving Sean another fist bump as he turned to walk away.
"So…where to next?" Cerata asked Leviathan as he approached her.
"Right through there," He pointed to a door on the far wall and guided Cerata through. The door led to another store, a bit more populated than the last. A jellyfish was checking out a few other Inklings before turning towards the two new guests.
"Inkaaaaay," The jellyfish gurgled out as he approached.
"What up Jelonzo?" The jellyfish stopped in front of Leviathan and jiggled.
"Good, good. You here to the visiting? Or you here to the shopping?" Jelonzo then glanced behind Leviathan to the girl behind him, who gave a small wave and a smile. "Be the excusing me," Jelonzo stepped around Leviathan and approached Cerata.
"The apologies. Your freshness level not be enough to buy from Jelonzo," Cerata narrowed her eyes at the jellyfish. What was with these people?! Again, Leviathan stepped up to intervene.
"It's Ok Jelonzo. She's with me," Leviathan said tapping the merchant on the head. Jelonzo let out a low 'bluh' noise and looked between the two. "Come on, she's at least gotta be fresh by association right?" Jelonzo looked over the girl again and sighed.
"Make with the buying and the freshening up," Jelonzo said heading back to the checkout area.
"Thanks man! You won't regret it!" Leviathan said waving before turning back to Cerata.
"What's with all these people? They're so…stuck up…" Cerata groaned to Leviathan as he approached her.
"These are the freshest stores in all Inkopolis. So in order to keep their title as fresh, they only let people who have gotten a decent rep in Turf Wars shop here," Leviathan explained shifting the bag of shoes from one hand to the other. "Normally it takes a good week of Turf Wars to get the sourest merchandise here," Cerata just looked around and noticed a few glances and shot a glare at anyone who made eye contact with her. Her fear of being discovered was drowned out by how rude these people were.
"Go ahead. Pick whatever you want," Cerata tore her eyes away from the people and looked towards the clothes.
"…Fine,"
Cerata looked over the store, picking a variety of tops that she found either cool or adorable. Her favorite was, ironically, the Octo Tee and the little accessories that came with it, followed by anything with the Firefin logo on it. A lot of shirts and a few hoodies later, Leviathan approached the checkout.
This was really fun. Cerata found herself smiling as she stood behind Leviathan as he once again paid without a sweat. He was being awfully nice to her. Cerata's smile slowly fell to a discerning look. She wouldn't even be here long enough to where all this stuff. And she definitely couldn't wear it back could she? Regardless Leviathan bought anything she requested.
"Thanks Jelonzo!"
"Thanking you! Come again to the shopping!"
"Will do!" Leviathan turned towards Cerata with a small smile. "Well, one more shop," He gestured to the door opposite the one they entered through and Cerata nodded. She followed him through the door and looked around.
"A hat store? I don't think I should wear anything on my head…what if it messes up my disguise?" Cerata whispered into Leviathan's shoulder.
"Yeah, that's a good point. Well, we won't buy anything, but I still want to speak to Annie," Leviathan approached the checkout and was greeted by a small anemone. "Hi Annie! How's it going?" The girl jumped at Leviathan's voice before cracking a small smile.
"O-oh. Hi Leviathan…"
"Come on Annie, I told you I've been here enough for you to call me Inkay," Annie twiddled her fingers and looked down with a small blush on her face.
"Um…Ok…Inkay…"
"There we go. I'm just here to say hi. Not really shopping today,"
"Oh. Well that's really nice of you," Annie responded with a small smile. Leviathan smiled as he looked over the counter. There was a half-eaten cake sitting at the corner that looked like it had been sitting out all day. "Hey, do you have those new headphones in yet?" Leviathan asked. Annie looked down sadly and shook her head.
"No. Not yet…But we will though! It's just…I don't know when the next shipment will come in…" Leviathan nodded with a smile.
"That's cool. I'll just come by some other ti-"
"IF YOU'RE NOT BUYING ANYTHING THEN SCRAM!" Annie jumped as Leviathan narrowed his eyes and turned them upward. "YOU HEARD ME PUNK! BEAT IT BEFORE I HAVE TO BEAT YOU!" Leviathan pointed a finger at the resident of Annie's hair with a snarl.
"Listen here, Nemo. I will punt you across Booyah Base if you don't clam it!"
"PRETTY BIG TALK COMING FROM SUCH A SOUR SQUID!"
"Pretty big talk coming from such a foul looking fish!" Cerata watched the exchange in mute horror as Annie looked as if she was about to burst, shaking her little hands and trying to get a word in between the two feuding males.
"M-Moe! P-please s-stop!"
"FIGHT ME BLUE BOY! I'LL SPLAT YOU LIKE YOU'VE NEVER BEEN SPLATTED BEFORE!" Moe screamed flailing his little body in Annie's hair as Leviathan growled.
"Please! The only fight I'd get from you is the indigestion from how sour your face is!"
"MOE PLEASE STOP IT!" The shop grew silent at the outburst. In all honesty it wasn't the first time someone got into an argument with Moe and set Annie off. It was all common ground by now. Leviathan and Moe stared each other down before Moe retreated into Annie's hair.
"You ain't worth my time anyway…" Moe responded from the depths of his home. Leviathan huffed before turning his attention back to Annie.
"Sorry about that. Guess I lost my cool,"
"Or you're mind,"
"Shut up Moe!" Annie let out a deep sigh as the argument subsided and looked up to Leviathan.
"I'm sorry. I know how Moe is…Thank you for visiting me though!" Leviathan nodded as he gave a wave and walked over to Cerata, guiding her to the door to exit the building.
"What was that about?" She asked a little fearful of Leviathan's outburst.
"Oh that was just Moe. Annie's the sweetest little thing you'll find this side of anywhere, but Moe is the complete opposite. You get so pulled in by Annie's sweetness that Moe's attitude catches you off guard and brings out the worse," Cerata nodded.
"So, where too next," Leviathan paused with his bags of clothing and looked around.
"One more person to say hi to," He said walking ahead. Cerata, unsure of what to expect, followed.
Wow this one was long! Last chapter was the shortest story wise and this one is the longest. And honestly it still didn't contain all I wanted it to contain so it was cut shorter than its original length. So that section will start of the next chapter.
So Octameri knows that Ocatavio is alive. That's not a good thing. Also we got a glimpse of Leviathan's sisters. I had fun writing Kiara's lines, I really did. Maybe I'll squeeze her in another chapter.
We also got to visit Booyah Base, and let me tell you, they got some words my first time playing Splatoon. But I figured a fresh squid kid like Leviathan can get a free pass occasionally. While doing some research I found out that Crusty Sean is not actually fried, but is wearing a designer jacket. My mind is beyond blown and a little bit creeped out. It's almost like a cow dressed up in a bun. You're just asking for trouble.
And if you noticed, Leviathan called Sean a Mantis Shrimp. If you don't know what a mantis shrimp is, you should look it up. Show how physically incapable humans are.
But anyway, I hope you enjoyed, thank you everyone for reading and a special thank you to all those who reviewed the last chapter. Until next time.
Astalabyebye,
Bang