Cerata's eyes slowly fluttered opened. She stretched her limbs getting all the cricks out of her muscles and sat up. She felt really good. Like she was floating. She remembered she had a dream but not exactly what it was about. Whatever it was it had her walking on sunshine and caught her curiosity. She plopped back down on her pillow and cleared her mind trying to remember the dream.
She remembered little…somethings. It wasn't anything complicated or fancy, but just a simple dream that had her subconsciously smiling. What could it have possibly been about? She thought on the subject a bit longer before giving and pulling herself from the bed again. Perhaps it would come to her again later.
She looked at the small clock on the wall and read 7:21. Honestly she slept in today. She usually always got up no later than 6. Early morning awakenings were drilled into her head at training so they were kind of habits. She threw her legs over the bed and stood up. She stepped over to the closet and pulled out something to wear for the day. She grabbed a shirt, some pants, and her undergarments and stepped out into the hallway. As she left the confines of the room she heard Leviathan talking in the living room. Curious, she tiptoed down the hall and stood by the entrance.
"So that's why it was moved up huh? … Yeah I guess that's a possibility …. No I don't know anything about that. … Come on. You know I'm always ready for action. … Ok. Call me if you find out anything. …Stay fresh," Cerata prepared to poke her head around the corner but instead Leviathan walked around it. Both parties jumped at the body suddenly in front of them but recovered quickly.
"Well good morning," Leviathan said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk that said he was holding back a laugh.
"Oh! Um..good morning…Leviathan…" Cerata responded blushing at once again being caught. "So…who was that?" She said not quite grasping how creeper-ish the question was in time.
"A friend of mine. She was just calling to tell me something," For some reason the sunshine Cerata was walking on got a little more intangible.
"Oh? Do you always get calls so early in the morning?" Cerata playfully asked for reasons she didn't know why.
"Very rarely. Inklings aren't really morning people so the vast majority of them are still knocked out at this hour,"
"So your entire race is a group of lazy bones?" Cerata continued.
"Sad but true," Cerata let out a breath. She honestly felt like she was going to offend him with the comment but was very relieved he continued the joke. "So do you where those to bed or?..." Leviathan gestured to Cerata's Octoling under shirt and shorts. Cerata looked down before returning her sights to Leviathan.
"Well, yeah. They're really comfortable and if we need to hurry and get up we can just attach the plating and we're ready for battle," The answer came out nonchalantly but she suddenly thought Leviathan was judging her for it. "Is that weird?" Leviathan quickly shook his head.
"No it's cool. You're always prepared," He stated. He brought a mug of something up to his mouth that Cerata had somehow overlook and took a small sip of the contents. Cerata took a small inhale of the scent wafting from it. Coffee. Packed with so many creamers. "If you need to wash again just let me know," Leviathan said taking another sip of his coffee. Cerata placed her free hand on her hip and gave a smirk.
"I can wash my own clothes you know. I'm not a child,"
"Really now?" Leviathan responded with a smirk of his own.
"Really. I'm a strong, independent Octo woman who don't need no man," She said quoting something from a show she watched and wagging her finger. Leviathan brought his mug up to his lips again and looked away with a smug look on his face.
"Who still wears bright pink panties with zapfish on them…" He whispered into his mug.
"WHAT?!"
"Nothing…"
"YOU SAW THOSE?! WHEN!? HOW?!"
"You forget I did you laundry before," Cerata was now standing up straight, her entire face flushed a deep shade of purple.
"You perv!" She screeched.
"It's not like I did anything with em. I simply put them from my hand, to the washer, and from the washer to the dryer,"
"Oh my god this is embarrassing…" Cerata muttered now avoiding eye contact with Leviathan. He chuckled at her reaction.
"Don't be. They were cute,"
"OHMYGOD! I'M TAKING A SHOWER!" Cerata quickly turned on her heels and power walked towards the bathroom. Leviathan watched her retreating figure with a laugh and took another sip when she slammed the door to the bathroom.
"I don't get why girls get embarrassed over this kinda stuff. I mean they're a just like swim suits and girls flaunt those around all the time," Leviathan muttered to himself as he approached his room. His mouth stretched open in a yawn as he closed the door behind him. In the fun of teasing he forgot to ask Cerata where she wanted to get breakfast. Oh well. He'd ask her when she came out.
Fingers rapidly tapped on a key board. The screen before their owner flashed bright colors in rapid succession to the inputs. The more interesting thing was the machine working twice as hard on the other side of the monitor. Sparks jumped from place to place as something was being assembled. Bright red eyes glared at the screen. So far away. Nowhere near finished. The fingers tapped faster as the beat of the speakers on all corners of the room pulsed with a low, energetic tone.
"Why hello there," The fingers came to an abrupt stop, the machine finishing the last few inputs before coming to a stop as well. The figure said nothing but the red eyes closed as an annoyed groan hummed through the room.
"Gooooo, awaaaay," The figure groaned with its eyes still firmly held shut. The first voice chuckled lowly, somehow being clear even over the loud speakers and the steady hum of machinery.
"I don't have anywhere to go. I never left. And I'm waiting for you,"
"That makes no sense," the figure hissed out, the fingers clawing at the keyboard in rage and frustration.
"You know exactly how much sense that makes. You can't get rid of me, so you're going to go find me,"
"I have my reasons. And I have no time for this nonsense again. Leave me be," The figure returned to its feverish typing, the machine humming a bit louder before beginning to work again.
"Is it because you love me? Or is it because you fear me?" The figure slammed both hands on either side of the keyboard. They weren't enraged or stupid enough to slam their fists on the keyboard but fists had to be slammed.
"Leave. Me. Be," Silence. Every sound came to a pause save for the beating of the speakers. Soon a soft snapping echoed through the room. The figure growling as the voice made itself known again.
"This is a nice beat. You have great taste in music," It said snapping to the beat of the sound. "Makes me want to sing,"
"Don't…"
"It's been years, I've been alone in here. I've forgotten what it's like for me to, smell your fear. Am I, driving you insane? Am I, eating at your brain?" The voice got closer, whispering in the figure's ear as it kept its eyes firmly shut.
"No happy endings will ever find you. Your heavy breathing and pain will all end soon. You're picking up the pieces to the ghost that will haunt you too," The figure's eyes were still firmly shut but it could feel the tentacle on its shoulder. The item fanning the air brought a disgusting taste to the figure's mouth and a frown to its face.
The door was flung open as light poured in. The figure hissed at another voice tainting his ears.
"I have the items you requested," An Octarian stated with a kart of various machine pieces and gadgets.
"Good. Now leave," The Octarian tilted its tentacle to the side. The boss was always a sort of reclusive person, but its voice never quavered like it just did. The Octarian glanced around the room to see if there was something in here that could've upset boss already but saw nothing and no one.
"Um…Of course-"
"LEAVE!" The figure turned towards the Octarian and roared. Bright red eyes flashing as the Octarian fell back in fear, scooting desperately towards the door. He righted himself and sprinted to the door. By the time he reached it and turned to close it behind him, the figure was standing in the doorway. Red eyes glared down angrily at the cowering Octarian before slamming the door with a growl.
The Octarian simply stared at the closed door in a frozen fear. This job was simply not worth the nightmares.
Leviathan opened the door to his apartment and walked in, Cerata following him in soon after. Leviathan had a bag labeled McSquidles that held an assortment of goodies that Cerata couldn't wait to sink her teeth into. I mean two pancake buns with a sausage in between? These Inklings had to be geniuses! Leviathan walked into the kitchen and placed the bag down and took a seat, Cerata taking the seat opposite to him.
Leviathan reached into the bag and pulled out a sandwich before scooting the bag closer to Cerata so that she could do the same. Leviathan had bought six of the things So that she and he could split them evenly. Cerata eagerly unwrapped her first one and took a bite, a satisfied moan sounding through her lips.
"There's syrup in the buns!" She squealed as Leviathan chuckled.
"That there is," He took a bite of his, but a lot more calmly than the Octoling across from him.
"You didn't tell me there was syrup in the buns!"
"I thought that would be a nice surprise," Cerata took another bite, covering her mouth so she could speak without the contents of her mouth showing.
"It is a wonderful surprise! This is so good!" Leviathan chuckled again.
"So I take it you're enjoying it?" Cerata nodded furiously and took another bite.
"I feel like this is the best thing I have ever tasted," She put her hand down and swallowed. "And it's surprisingly filling!" Leviathan smirked, balling up his now empty wrapper and pulling another sandwich from the bag.
"I mean if you can't finish your share I'll gladly finish it off for you," Cerata's eyes furrowed as she stared at him for a second.
"Only if you don't want your hand anymore," She followed the statement by exaggeratedly biting into the remainder of her first sandwich and ripping it off, slowly chewing with the same look on her face. Leviathan full-out laughed causing Cerata to giggle softly afterwards.
Leviathan was halfway through his second when Cerata reached in for hers. He stretched and leaned back in his chair as he and Cerata continued chatting and just enjoying each other's company. Finishing his second sandwich, Leviathan gestured to the living room.
"You wanna watch TV while we eat? We have about two days to kill before I can get you back home," Cerata swallowed the contents of her mouth before nodding, scooting back and stretching herself. Leviathan stood and took his last sandwich and placed it in the refrigerator, gaining a smirk and a raised eyebrow from Cerata.
"What?" He asked as he walked towards the doorway.
"What's wrong? Can't finish your sandwich little man?" Leviathan scoffed.
"So you can?" Cerata chuckled and finished off her second before pulling her last out of the bag unwrapping it. Leviathan chuckled as he headed towards the living room. "Suit yourself," Cerata followed him and sat on the couch as Leviathan went to turn on the TV.
"On second thought," Cerata declared causing Leviathan to pause at the TV. "I want to listen to some music," Cerata stood up and walked over to the radio turning it on. Well isn't she getting comfy? Leviathan thought to himself with a smirk. Cerata turned the station until she found a song that caught her attention and smiled. "You know, I used to hate Inkling music. I don't know why but it made me really angry. But ever since I got stuck here I've grown a liking to it,"
"Yeah, we have some pretty awesome music," Leviathan said taking a seat on a chair to the side of the room. Cerata began shaking her body and moving her shoulder to the tune of the music. Leviathan watched with amusement as Cerata seemed to forget all about her sandwich and just danced around the small space of the living room. She seemed to be in a world of her own. Until she looked over to him and locked eyes. She bounced over to him and grabbed him by the wrist.
"Dance with me," Leviathan went wide eyed and quickly shook his head.
"No way, I don't dance,"
"I say you can,"
"Not a chance. No," Cerata stood up with a frown and wiggled her hips a bit.
"If I can do this, then you can do that,"
"But I, don't, dance,"
"What's the matter? Got two left feet?"
"No, no, no. You miss understand me. When someone has two left feet, it means they dance poorly. I have no left feet. I don't dance at all," Cerata leaned forward, placing a hand on both sides of the chair he sat in trapping him in.
"Come on, just this once. Just for this one song that's already halfway over," Leviathan groaned and looked away. He looked back and Cerata had her green eyes looking at him sadly, a large pout on her face.
"Fiiiiine," Cerata lit up and stood up straight, a small "yes!" Escaping her lips. She quickly turned around and began pushing the small table in the middle of the room.
"And who gave you permission to rearrange my living room?" Leviathan asked jokingly.
"You did when you agreed to dance. We need more room!" She pushed the table to the area in front of the TV and dragged Leviathan from his seat. "Come on the song is almost over!" Leviathan trudged over to the center of the room with Cerata pulling him.
Splash every color and spray in every shading.
Assault their senses with the art that you're persuading.
You won't believe that your job is almost over.
It's kind of sad that it could have been much longer.
Cerata began shaking her hips and pulling at Leviathan's hands in an attempt for him to move like her. It took a few lines, but Cerata finally got Leviathan to move his legs. A little off beat but they were moving. Cerata smiled wildly while Leviathan tried his best to hide his. By the time of the final chorus Leviathan and Cerata were spinning and twirling around the room, laughing at the movements and expressions of the other.
Your drawings look like heaven to me.
Such piece of art makes a lovely gift to see.
I hope one day we will share memories.
You paint the world and I'll play my melodies.
"See? You do have two left feet!"
"Shut up!" Mid-laugh Leviathan's feet caught on to each other and he stumbled. He crashed directly into his dance partner who let out a surprised yelp. The two went crashing to the ground where the table would've been if Cerata didn't have the sense to move it. Both groaning from the impact, they sat up.
"Smooth move Dance King," Cerata joked rubbing her head.
"Quiet. You were the one who made me dance. If you're such a strong, independent Octo woman you would've caught me," He joked back. He stood up with a smirk on his face and offered Cerata a hand. She looked up from the ground with a "Really?" expression on her.
"Oh, you think so huh?" She responded while Leviathan's smirk turned into a full blown smile.
"Yep," Cerata playfully glared at him before reaching up to take his hand. When he pulled back in order to pull her off the ground, she jumped forward, causing him to stumble backwards from the lack of a counter weight. She placed a foot behind the leg opposite to the one he attempted to pull her up with and pushed with the arm he held, causing him to fall to the ground. She quickly landed on him, holding his arms out to the sides of him while he looked up in shock.
"Pinned ya," She said cockily before Leviathan glared at her. "How's that for a strong Octo woman?"
"That was a cheap move and you know it," He said while she chuckled.
"Whatever kisses the boo-boo on your pride little man,"
"Just let me up," He said prying his arms free from her grip and pushing her away at the shoulder. She complied with a smirk of victory and turned to change the radio. She wasn't really feeling this next song. It was too slow. With her back to him, Leviathan saw an opportunity for revenge. He lunged at her from the ground in an attempt to pin her like she did him.
He may have held back considering he didn't want to hurt her, but that may have been the reason what happened, happened. As soon as one of his hands touched her shoulder, Cerata grabbed it, and with a twirl of her body, pulled Leviathan from behind her and threw him back first to the ground in front of her where she was going to land.
She continued her spin so that she was facing him now and continued forward, landing on his stomach and pinning his wrists to either side of his head. If Leviathan's eyes were any wider there was a chance they'd just roll out of their sockets. His mouth also hung slack jawed as he tried to comprehend what in the big blue ocean just happened.
"Pinned ya again," Cerata said cockily as Leviathan just stared at her, a cocky expression of victory staring back at a baffled face of confusion. Slowly, both expressions drained away as the two stared at each other. Cerata got absorbed in the dark purple of Leviathan's eyes while Leviathan stared into bright green. She had the Inkling mask makeup around her eyes, but he could only imagine the purple highlights that naturally decorated her face.
The grip Cerata had on Leviathan's wrist slowly loosened with her expression. Not that either of the two noticed. They also didn't notice how Cerata was slowly leaning closer towards Leviathan. They both did notice that the deeper they looked into the other's eyes, the more everything else seemed to fade away.
BAM BAM BAM BAM
"Inkay! You in there man?!" Then everything came crashing back into existence. Cerata immediately sat up until her arms were fully stretched out and blushed a deep shade of purple. Leviathan blushing his own shade of turquoise. "I have your key. I'm coming in bro," The front door was opened and Shiro stepped in, a huge smile on his face. "Inkay! I know you're in here!" He said taking steps towards the living room. He walked in to see Leviathan sitting straight up in a chair, his legs together and his hands resting on his knees.
"There you are!" Shiro called stepping into the room. He immediately noticed Cerata in the seat on the exact opposite side of the room than Leviathan sitting in an identical position. "And…who are you?"
"Sorry about this Inkay," A female voice called entering the apartment. "Somehow he pickpocket-ed my key to the place," Lyra called walking into the room and freezing like Shiro did at the sight of the decorated "Inkling" in the room. Kelp also entered and his respond was a simple raised eyebrow. Shiro's attention however faltered.
"Speaking of, why does she get a spare key to your place and your best buddy doesn't? I'm hurt," Leviathan, now much more collected from Shiro's antics stood up.
"Because I can trust her not to barge into my apartment unannounced and only use it for emergencies," Shiro prepared to respond when the key still in his hand was snatched away by Lyra. She gave him a glare and placed it in her pocket. She lit up and turned towards Leviathan, taking a step towards him as well.
"So Inkay, you gonna introduce us to your friend?" Leviathan gestured for Cerata to come closer and she stood and obeyed. She no longer had the playful aura as she now returned the quiet shy Cerata.
"Friends, this is Cerata. Cerata this is friends: Lyra, Kelp, and the idiot is Shiro,"
"He says that but he knows I'm his favorite," Shiro joked throwing a thumbs up.
"Hi!" Lyra stepped forward and took Cerata's hand, shaking it gently. She looked up slightly at the taller girl and beamed. "I love your tentacles! Who did you get to do them?" Both Cerata and Leviathan flinched as Cerata broke eye contact away from the sunny girl.
"Um…Leviathan…" The room grew silent as all eyes minus Cerata's shot towards Leviathan.
"You never told me you could style tentacles," Lyra said frowning at Leviathan.
"You never asked," He received a bigger frown as Lyra stepped closer to him.
"I have some words for you, but in order to keep a good first impression I'll save them for later," Leviathan smiled.
"Can't wait," Cerata looked back up and was immediately greeted with the light brown eyes of Kelp, causing her to visibly flinch and step back.
"Jumpy thing isn't she?" He said to no one in particular.
"Maybe because you're creeping on her! Back off!" Lyra scolded pulling Kelp back a few paces.
"Sorry, sorry. So, Cerata. That name is…interesting. Where did you say you were from?"
"She didn't," Shiro and Leviathan simultaneously responded. They looked at each other, Shiro throwing a thumbs up and plopping onto the couch while Leviathan rolled his eyes.
"Apologies. But you wouldn't mind telling us right?" Cerata could feel her heart quickening and looked away.
"Um…I-I…"
"She's from the islands," Leviathan stated taking a seat on the far end of the couch from Shiro. Kelp gave an over the shoulder look to Leviathan that looked normal to the members of the room, but whispered to Leviathan "I didn't ask you," Leviathan ignored the message and continued. "Ya know. Squiwaii. That place," Kelp let out an "Ah. Okay," as he turned towards Cerata again.
"You know Kelp, it's rude to interrogate someone right after meeting them," Lyra called grabbing Kelp by the ear and pulling him away from Cerata. She ignored his words of pain and sat him down between Shiro and Leviathan. Cerata could tell that this girl was like her guardian angel at the moment.
"So why have you burst into my humble abode today?" Leviathan asked as Cerata returned to her seat and Lyra sat in the chair opposite the room to her.
"Bro, I know you heard the news," Shiro called out. "The Splatfest was moved up,"
"Yeah? So?"
"Oh wow," Lyra chuckled leaning back in her chair. "Who is this girl again Inkay? She obviously has all your attention if you've forgotten," Leviathan ignored the question and focused on the statement.
"Forgotten what?" His trio of friends simply stared at him as Cerata tilted her head in confusion. They all silent stared at Leviathan until the light bulb went off. "Oh shit," He said leaning back, running his hand over his tentacles, the only male in the room with his not in a ponytail. "It's my turn isn't it?"
"Yep!" Was the collected response. Cerata's head tilted more in confusion, but she didn't feel it was her place to ask questions. Lyra, noticing her confused face, decided to inform of her of the situation.
"Every time there's a Splatfest, we all get together the day before and have a sleepover. We rotate at who's place we stay at, and if it wasn't obvious, it's Inkay's turn,"
"Yeah yeah," Leviathan groaned. "Sorry guys. I'm totally unprepared. I don't even have any food for tonight,"
"Well that's just not going to work my dear Inkay. You can't be having your girlfriend, who you kept secret from us I might add, from completing your duty to your friends. Don't you love us anymore?" Leviathan rolled his eyes at Shiro as he put on a sad face.
"She's not my girlfriend," Leviathan said, actually blushing this time around. Though Kelp was the only one to notice. He didn't say anything though. That would be his fun for later.
"Whatever you say man," Shiro responded reclining in his seat again.
"Listen Inkay, the solution is simple. We can just go to the store and stock up on some stuff. We can get to know Cerata a bit more while we're at it," Kelp suggested. Cerata curled in a bit. Though she did want to get to know Leviathan's friends a bit more, she didn't really want to risk being figured out when she was halfway to getting back to Octovalley.
"Yeah, that could be fun! What do you say Cerata? You up for some shopping?" Lyra excitedly asked.
"Um…I…Uh…I'm not sure. L-Leviathan?" She said looking towards the owner of the apartment.
"Leviathan?" Kelp asked to himself more than others. Shiro let out a laugh and gave a devilish smirk.
"Inkay, Inkay. I knew you were a man of power but it seems you've gone and gotten a girl of the submissive variety," Cerata's entire face got a whole variety of shades darker as Leviathan only darkened a few. There was a large smack! sound as Lyra's hand connected to Shiro's face. Kelp rolled with laughter.
"Shiro! Watch what comes out of your mouth!"
"Oooowwww. Why you hit so hard?" Shiro asked rubbing his darkening cheek.
"Apologize to her!" Lyra demanded as Shiro turned and obeyed. Cerata, still not her usual color only stuttered more.
"If it'll make the dumbass shut his mouth we can go shopping," Leviathan said standing up and attempting to get the color out of his face. The rest of the group stood soon after, Cerata standing last staring at the ground.
"Alright! We gonna get food!" Shiro said throwing both arms up. Kelp shook his head at the shenanigans of his friend before turning his head towards Cerata.
"Excuse me," Cerata snapped to attention to the voice calling out to her. "Hate to ask you another question but, how old are you?" Cerata calmed down at the normal question and some of her color faded.
"I'm eighteen," She responded trying to maintain eye contact. She didn't need to fear these people. They were friends of Leviathan right? She just had to make sure her disguise didn't malfunction and she'll be fine. She brought her fist up to her mouth and subconsciously bit into to calm herself. Kelp raised an eyebrow at the gesture but didn't question it.
"Eighteen huh? That makes you the third oldest in our little circle here,"
"Really? Who's the oldest?" Cerata asked trying to make a good conversation.
"Hi there!" Shiro called placing his arm around Kelp and smiling.
"Idiot here is oldest. It's baffling I know,"
"I'm 20! I know I look young, but can't complain with youth!" Kelp shook his head.
"I'm next. I'm 20 too but I'm a few months younger than him," Kelp stated.
"I'm 18 as well!" Lyra called out peaking over the shoulders of the two males in front of her. "But I was born on the last day of the year so, I just assume anyone my age is older than me,"Cerata giggled.
"You celebrate your birthday then immediately celebrate a new year," Lyra smiled at finally getting a smile from the girl.
"Yeah, that's how it goes,"
"But wait. That would mean…" Cerata looked behind the group to see Leviathan standing to the back, suddenly finding a lot of interest in the wall. "Leviathan's the youngest?" For some reason that brought a smile to her face.
"Yep. Little Inkay here is 17. Don't worry he'll be 18 in a few months," Leviathan blushed at all his friends smirking at him.
"So what? I'm young. Get off my back," Cerata and Lyra giggled while Shiro and Kelp smirked at him. Lyra stopped her giggle and opened her eyes as if she realized something.
"Wait a minute…" She said. "You called him Leviathan," Cerata froze for a second confused.
"Is that a problem?" she asked not entirely sure if it was or not.
"I mean no, but…how close are you guys? Usually as soon as Inkay meets someone he feels he can call friend he tells them to call him Inkay," The boys in the room turned towards Leviathan for an answer, who simply shrugged.
"Well she is temporarily living at my place. We're pretty close. She's just stuck in the habit of calling me Leviathan. She can stop anytime she wants. Right Cerata?"
"Right," She responded with a small smile. "Inkay…" The corner of Leviathan's lip twitched upward for a moment but no one noticed.
"Come on squids! We're wasting sunlight! Let's go get some food! Shiro yelled out fist pumping the air. Kelp and Lyra walked out of the room first with Shiro dance walking out after them. Leviathan waited for Cerata to walk up beside him before he headed out as well.
"Inkay…" She said softly. Leviathan looked over to her at his name being said.
"Hm?" She didn't respond. She simply continued looking forward with a small smile on her face. Inkay smiled as well.
Another chapter down! So... as you can see, things did not go as planned, but I personally think this chapter came out pretty well. I hope you all agree. So what do you guys think of my chapter lengths? Too long, too short, or just right?
And since I'm too lazy to create a poll, I'll have another question answered here: Would you all prefer I write how the actual shopping trip goes, or should I pick up from when its over, so the night before Splatfest. Knowing how I write, unless I'm dying slowly like I was last chapter, the mall trip will probably take up an entire chapter. So what do you want:
A trip to the mall
or
Splatfest event
Of course if the mall is written I'm still doing the Splatfest, it just will take longer for the good stuff to come in. So here what's going to happen, if you are gracing me with a review, just state which you would prefer. Judging by the amount of reviews a chapter usually gets, the winning idea will be which ever gets three votes first. If neither gets to three before Friday I'll do whichever got more. If the scores were even then I'll just flip a coin and surprise you. Basically I'm asking if you want filler or naw.
Enough of the distance future. Let's talk of the recent past(the story you just read). So if you remember way back in chapter four, or whichever chapter Leviathan did the laundry, he held in a small chuckle. Now you know why! Congratulations.
And we got a little idea on what mysterious red eyed figure is doing. Something machine related and some body getting on his nerves. Wonder who that is. Especially since the poor Octarian didn't notice him in the room. I promise there are reasons for things I swear.
I guess now I'll talk of songs! The lyrics that mystery guy number two sang was from Finale by NateWantstoBattle on Youtube. It's a FNaF song but I happened to be listening to it while I wrote and went, "This works." The song Inkay and Cerata danced to is called Squid Melody by The Living Tombstone. I refused to finish this story without involving that song in some way. I like it and it really gets my head nodding and makes me want to work on my drawings. So yeah. There's a third song in here as well, and all I have to say is, I'm sorry.
Also, Nobody...yes. Yes it does.
Feelings are being developed whether Inkay and Cerata know it or not. I bet you're all waiting for the kiss scene. Well ain't that a shame? You little squid kids are going to have to hold your sea horses. If it wasn't for Shiro you may have gotten it.
Don't you hate it when characters you ship are about to kiss but someone walks in? I do. And I can relate to them. It is a very annoying feeling.
Anyway, another chapter comes to a close. I thank you for reading and a special thank you to those who review. I truly enjoy them. Until next time.
Astalabyebye,
Bang