Splatoon: The Brothers and the Others
Silly Goose (And Pirah)
Phish sat at home, relaxing contently on the staircase leading up to the roof. He currently was engaged in the age old pastime of wasting his days trying to play a video game. Phish stared towards the ceiling with an indifferent look.
"Not even gonna let you underneath my skin." Phish commented, focusing on the little box he was playing on.
Phish appeared to be playing on some sort of primitive game system the apes used originally to bash rocks with.
"It's called a Splatendo DS." Phish scowled.
Enlighten us.
"Dual Splash?" Phish smirked and flashed it towards the ceiling proudly. "First handheld console with two screens based on an old artifact the ancients before us used. It's just a prototype, but-"
Goodness, you're quite the video game geek, ain't ya?
Phish rolled his eyes. "Whatever, voice. I'm just going to beat this level and get this last Power Seastar. Not even you, nor a meteorite could stop me from enjoying time off."
Whatever you say there.
Phish just rolled his eyes and glared down at the screen. He tapped buttons and the bottom screen from time to time. played and played, hours passing by marked with the beeping of an alarm clock, until finally…
Phish's character in-game spun around, flaunting a seastar as the screen faded to black.
"Yes!" Phish grinned. "Well, I suppose that's enough for today."
Phish stretched his arms in the air and slid down the steps as a squid, carrying the DS between his tentacles. He slid off to his bed through the sleek wooden floor, reverting to humanoid form with a yawn. Spying his bed's comforting sheets, he made his way rather proudly, taking a seat on the soft mattress, before drifting underneath with a sigh. Then Pirah came in and ruined everything.
Phish felt something smash into his gut. "Gwah!"
A blue squid looked up at Phish, transforming quickly into Pirah, who sat on Phish's stomach innocently. "Hi Phish!"
"F-First my sides...now THIS?!" Phish shouted up at her.
Pirah hopped off of Phish's stomach with a sheepish grin, Phish gritting his teeth in anger. Before he could say anything, Pirah reached into her pockets, bringing out a small box.
"Hey, hey. Calm down." Pirah said with a smile.
"Calm down?! What are you-" Phish stared down at the box. "Eh?"
Pirah stared up at Phish with hopeful eyes, her eyes darting back and forth towards the box and Phish.
"Phish…" Pirah began, gazing longingly up into his eyes.
"Uh oh." Phish looked away nervously, before adjusting his tie, taking occasional glances at Pirah as he did so. "I think I know where this is headed. Pirah, look, you're a nice girl and all-"
"Can you help me open this box I found?" Pirah asked sweetly, with a completely innocent look.
Phish blinked, immediately blushing a vivid shade of violet at his mistake. "Oh. Uh...sure."
Phish began walking away towards his kitchen counter. After a brief search around, he managed to find a butter knife.
"...Well...it'll do." Phish decided, walking over to Pirah.
Phish sat on his bed, gesturing for Pirah to hand over the box. She gladly obliged, giving it to Phish with a smile.
"Where'd you find the box?" Phish asked, jamming the knife in between the small gap of the box, slowly wedging it open.
"A nice guy gave it to me." Pirah said.
Phish stopped working on the box and looked up at Pirah. "What."
Pirah smiled. "Yeah! He was really nice, he was dressed in a suit and everything!"
"Ah." Phish blinked, staring at the ground. "So, what, did he happen to be kneeling to you or…?"
Pirah gasped in shock, lightly slugging Phish on the arm. "How did you know?"
Phish didn't know what he was more surprised at. The fact that Pirah didn't understand what a proposal was or the fact that someone decided to propose to someone who didn't know the basic rights of marriage. Still, he persevered, despite the fact that Pirah was nothing more than a bumbling id-
Goodness gracious, who writes this? How rude.
"...Wow. That was so funny, I forgot to laugh." Phish scoffed with a smirk.
Jokes on you casanova.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Phish's eyes narrowed.
"Phish, the box?" Pirah reminded him.
"Ah, right." Phish muttered, wiggling the knife under the box.
After a few minutes of Phish silently questioning Pirah's naive lifestyle, aforementioned woman sitting by on the floor eagerly watching Phish open the little box, a small clicking sound. Phish glanced over at Pirah for the "OK" to open, which she nodded happily at. Phish glanced down at the box, lifted the lid, and blinked. A crumbled up piece of paper was inside.
"...Pirah, what is this?" Phish asked, eyeing it cautiously.
"Tada! It's my gift to you for spending all this time with me!" Pirah said, standing up.
"You said you got this from a man." Phish cocked an eyebrow.
"I lied!" Pirah told him outright.
A gust of wind blew into the house from the roof, creating a lonely sound as it passed by Phish, who just sat there in silence.
"Uh...huh." Phish said, putting the box to the side. "Thanks I guess."
Pirah scowled. "Hey! You're supposed to unwrinkle the paper and read it!"
Phish stared at Pirah. She crossed her arms and pouted like a kid.
"...Aren't you supposed to act like an adult?" Phish blinked, staring at the gift.
"Aren't you supposed to be...not...lame?" Pirah stuttered, a bead of sweat running down her face. "Darn, I can't think of anything…"
Phish rolled his eyes, picking out the paper from the box. He carefully unfolded it, rubbing out most of the crinkles he could. The paper exploded in his face, releasing blue ink.
"..." Behind the coat of blue, Phish was not happy.
"Hahaha! That was amazing!" Pirah laughed. "Waited so long to prank you like that! Happy April Pool's Day!"
"...Well, good job." Phish muttered, using the sheet of paper to wipe his face.
Pirah froze, waving her arms in alarm. "Wait wait wait! You're not supposed to use the paper to wipe your face, stop!"
Out of pure curiosity, Phish stopped. On top of the piece of paper was a shimmering coin. Phish picked the coin off of the paper, feeling it in his hand. It felt oddly soft. Phish wrapped his hand around the coin, feeling at the bottom, realizing that there was a tear in the coin. Phish unwrapped the coin from its wrapper, revealing a circular piece of chocolate stamped with a gold coin insignia.
"...Chocolate." Phish muttered. "You douse me with ink, then you give me chocolate."
Pirah looked to the side, adjusting her Black Arrowbands glasses, a glint of light shining off them briefly. "Y-Yeah. That was my actual gift."
"...Thanks." Phish said, popping the chocolate into his mouth.
He then walked over to his kitchen, the ink dripping from his face. He made it to the kitchen sink, where he turned the faucet on with a flick of his hand, a steady stream of water pouring out. He folded his hands as to catch water, then flicked it into his face as to wash away the ink, blue pouring down the sink.
Pirah stood up, awkwardly standing behind him. "...So...um, yeah. That was my joke."
"Mm." Phish muttered, wiping his face.
"...Yep." Pirah said, leaning on Phish's bed.
The only noise that could be heard was the running of the faucet. Eventually, Phish turned off the faucet, letting the water drip off his face. Pirah watched him carefully, Phish walking over to his bed, the two staring at each other.
"Any other tricks you want to pull?" Phish asked, hands boredly stationed on his cheeks.
"No." Pirah said, staring at the ground.
"Good." Phish muttered.
"But there's still one last thing I want to give you." Pirah spoke up.
"What's that-" Phish began, cut off by Pirah wrapping her arms around him.
Pirah hugged Phish, letting her head lie on his shoulders, the Inklings staying like that for a while.
"...Pirah?" Phish piped up after a solid three minutes.
"...Just wanted to give you one last gift. I thought...you know, you'd be lonely up here by yourself." Pirah smiled, breaking the hug briefly, staring at Phish.
Phish blushed, turning away from Pirah. "Yeah, well, I'm doing fine, thanks."
"You're sure?" Pirah asked with a tinge of worry.
Phish sighed, nodding, lying back on his bed. "Yep. Fine."
"Well, okay. But just to let you know," Pirah said, standing up. "I'll always be there for you when you need me, even if you don't want me to!"
Phish blinked, sitting up, gawking at Pirah. Pirah began walking off out of the house. With a swift turn around, she gave a smile and a nod to Phish, who could only wave back awkwardly. She switched to a blue squid, closing the door behind her with a swift slap of the tentacles, Super Jumping off into the sky as she left. After she left, Phish laid his chin on the palms of his hands, with a semi-bewildered yet calm expression.
"...That girl." Phish thought to himself. "Cod, she's so strange."
A blue squid with a tinge of blue on her face flew away, grinning happily, hopping about like a madwoman.
"Phish is the best, I hope we'll be friends for as long as...forever? I dunno!" She thought to herself.
Unfortunately for dear Pirah, due to her being lost in thoughts (all alone might I add), she didn't watch where she was flying, and slammed into the side of a building, sliding down with a pained yet happy grunt.
AN: I guess since this is April Fool's Day this chapter is shorter than the others. April Fools, did I get you with the joke?!onequestionmark- Ah forget it, April Fool's Day isn't my cup of tea. Hope you people out there are having fun at least.
Aside from that, let's move on to reviews. Thanks Dread Angel, Ultrapyre, and write n wrong for reviewing! Don't worry Dread, we forget things from time to time…
Anyways, now that that's over with- Oh, whoops, hang on…
Uh, Ultrapyre, the whole Salty situation is really up to you, as you have the Salty aforementioned in your own story. Who knows? Maybe Salty is just coincidentally missing. Maybe it's just hopping from dimensions to and fro. You be the judge. write n wrong, thanks once more, the world of Monster Hunter seems like an interesting idea, but I'd feel like the more direct references get, I'd have to make a completely different story for that altogether. Still, who knows? Maybe the brothers will have to tussle with a Rathalos sometime in the near future!
Thanks for reading as always, this is ThePizzaLovingTurtle, off to write a Xenoblade Chronicles X story! ...And a Fire Emblem Fates story...and every single other story I've procrastinated on. Huh. I've got quite the long road ahead of me, it seems. Probably should've used that time off of school to actually write stuff. Well, see ya next time on whatever story I update.