Splatoon: The Brothers and the Others

The Reluctant Rebel

Shaking hands grasped the trigger of a weapon, two bluish irises bounced around a nervous palate of white, staring through a steel mask. An Octoling sweated quite profusely underneath the metal goggles, her attention directed at a shooting range, a solitary target stood across from her. The target in question was crafted to resemble an Inkling, but it looked more like a snarling pit bull. Well, granted, she had no idea what that was, but it was something vicious and terrifying, she was sure. Then again, it might just be her own nerves talking, perhaps it is just a fleeting though, in fact, did she remember to dress the part today? Did she-

"C-H1."

She squeaked, fumbling with the weapon, taking care not to drop it. As she sat behind her in a chair her commander judged her with her hands folded in her lap. She bore holes in her squishy octopus soul through her goggles. A feeling of of dread settled within Chi and her hearts felt heavy.

That could have meant two things. One, the obvious, the Octoling was nervous. Two, she was experiencing heart failure, and could lose all functions in her body if she truly lacked any extra hearts.

Either way Chi felt like she would drop to the floor any minute. Heck, even that grin, that stupid grin her target was giving her should have been a reassurance. Across the floor, past a short barricade, a wooden target stood and stared at her. "Stared" is somewhat of an overstatement as the Inkling sort of just gazed blankly back at her.

That stupid, stupid grin, she thought with a distraught whimper, was going to make her cry.

Her face flushed and her eyes fluttered. Chi's grip on the Octoshot shivered and her confidence failed. She turned back around.

"C-H1." Aussie glared back at her.

Chi's eyes began to flutter.

"C-H1, why aren't you moving?" She demanded with a scowl. "The point of this exam is to test your abilities. Your aim. C-H1!"

Startled, Chi gulped and tried with another shaky aim. Her tears proved too much of a haze. She turned back and ran towards the practice range, her boots slammed against the floor as she took off in a run. Though her grip on the Octoshot had been relatively fine and her motive clear it felt as though she had dashed for a century in the wrong direction. The target range seemed so distant yet Aussie's shouts remained ever permeant with the same condescending volume and tone throughout the large room.

"C-H1! C-H1!" She continued to yell in the authoritative parody of a cheer.

The girl gulped as she took aim at the target. The target grew ever closer as she sprinted, confused, but motivated. The Inkling target remained stuck in place with the infuriating grin. Finger firmly pressed against the black trigger she peered towards that stupid smirk and fired.

"Chi! Ch- BWAAGH!" Was the response.

"Wha?!" Chi gasped as she rose from her cot.

The sputtering sound of an engine dying caught her attention. She took a moment, while sat on her bed, and shot a suspicious glare to her left. Chi felt the soft fabric of a pillow in her left hand and a struggling feeling underneath. A set of propellers spun in protest underneath the unyielding white case. The spun in protest fast enough that the pillow underneath her hands were shredded.

Chi's eyes widened as she tossed the pillow off of her target. "Jerry?!"

The Octocopter's eyes rolled. "Yes'm madam?"

She pulled back her bedsheets. "What are you doing here?"

"Ask myself same question every night before I go bed…" Jerry slurred as the propellers spun about in a dizzy stutter. "I got like three diplomas!"

Chi reached over with her two arms and took hold of the Octotrooper. Similar to a bartender mixing a beverage Chi shook him up and down in a loop until his eyes looked as though they were about to melt.

"Okay that's good I'm good please stop!" Jerry complained. Chi quickly let go of the Octocopter and let him hover in a dazed loop near the ceiling. "Ooogh..."

"Oh geez." Chi shook her head and pushed off of her bed. "Sorry Jer…"

Jerry shook his head. The world righted itself back on its axis in his eyes "Okay. I can get why Tai and Aussie overreact sometimes. But you too?! Are all Octolings conditioned to murder anything that wakes them up?!"

"Um." Chi pursed her lips and lowered her arms at her lap. "...Do you want me to call a medic or something?"

"...I think I'll survive." Jerry sighed as he floated above her. Chi swore she saw a spark fly out from underneath his propellers.

"...Sorry." Chi managed a second time. "So why are you here?"

Jerry's flight pattern fluctuated unsteadily. His violet eyelids swelled a bit, although from the punch or otherwise, Chi could hardly tell. "...Ah...right. Uh...actually the higher-ups sent me."

Chi tensed up. Her blue pupils shrunk tremendously and she garbed herself in her bed sheets as if they were cloaks ready to take care whatever verbal lashing she had in store.

"First thing they wanted to tell me is that they're making flatbread in the lounge now." Jerry told her.

"...What's a flatbread?" She asked cautiously.

"...Some food I dunno." He shook his head. "Like bread except-"

"Okay and?" She probed.

Jerry took a sharp breath. "They want you in Octavio's quarters by 1200 hours."

She cringed back in her bed. "How long until-" The sheepish look on Jerry's face told her all she needed to know. "JERRY!"

"I'm sorry!" Jerry spun rapidly in response. "It's just that- My appointment with the engineers happened to be scheduled today and-" He flusteredly spun about faster and faster. "Oh ship."

For a few seconds Jerry resembled a spinning top. Quickly Chi clamped her hands down on the Octocopter and stared him in the face.

"Your new propeller came in?" She asked curiously and calmly.

The Octocopter gazed up at the blades as they tore through the air in place. "Well…sort of new."

Chi sighed and reached up underneath the blades. She carefully gripped the connecting pieces and unhooked the propeller. As she did she instantly ducked for cover as it whirled overhead. The propeller whirled about the room and made its way out the door. The two octopuses glowered at the exit.

"...'New', just…" Jerry frowned at the exit. "Pre-owned for a day or two."

"We'll get you one later." Chi pat his metal weaponized cap on the cannon nozzle. "Let's just...get this visit over with."

"Alright." Jerry spoke up to her.

"Can you stand?" Chi questioned and let go.

Jerry's ski-like feet lasted about a second on the flat metal ground and gave way. He landed on his face. "No."

Chi swiftly picked him back up and dusted him off. "Sorry! Uh, I'll just carry you for a while."

"Thanks." Jerry muttered in a melancholy daze.

Chi walked outside of her dorm with Jerry lifted in front of her. She left the small steel enclosure of her room and felt the clang of the door as it automatically locked itself shut behind her. Chi blinked and glanced about the hallway with dorm doors aplenty.

She glanced ahead. One of the doors shifted up and down in a malfunctioning mess. "...Tai."

"Dunno why they haven't fixed it yet." Jerry muttered as he peered at the doors. "How long has it been?"

"Months." Chi murmured as she stood still.

The pair of them stared while the door buzzed and jittered and attempted to break free of its spot within the door frame. It shook with all the excitement a door could possibly have. Chi began to move on past the door but not before she peeked in. The empty, messy bed still sat inside.

Chi blinked. "Which way to the office?"

"Office? Oh shoot, right." Tai spoke by her side. "You're still new here?"

Chi looked up to the other Octoling with the violet tentacles to her side. Tai stretched her two arms behind her head in a relaxed position.

"There ain't an office." Tai told her plainly.

"What?" Chi blinked underneath her goggles. "Then where does Octavio reside?"

"No, no, he has a place where he hangs out. It just isn't an office." Tai explained much to Chi's bewilderment. Tai turned her head and smirked. "Heh! Love that expression. He has one room with almost nothing in it except his big-bass stereo throne."

"...Wha?" Chi narrowed her eyes.

"You've seen the guy haven't you?" Tai spoke up. "He never leaves the base without it. Heck, he hardly travels through the base without it."

"...No." Chi shook her head in response as they continued down the hall. "Only saw him in posters."

"Posters huh?" She arched an eyebrow in curiosity. "I'd love to see one of those."

"Well…" Chi rubbed the back of her head embarrassed.

Tai's head snapped in her direction. "You have one?! Lemme see!"

She blushed a fine violet blue mixture. Her boots squeaked to a stop. "It's...kinda inappropriate...for work standards I think."

Tai leaped up to her face. "Oh this sounds golden. C'mon!"

Chi reluctantly reached behind her and retrieved a small scroll of paper. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

"How bad can it be?" Tai asked for a split second. The scroll unfurled down to the floor and caused Chi to reel her eyes away in an instant. "...What the flip?" Tai cocked one eye at it closely. "He doesn't have abs like that."

"..." Chi's goggles flashed for a second.

"Wait a minute." An amused smile crept on Tai's face. "Is that the reason you joined?"

"No, no!" Chi wrapped the scroll back up quickly and stowed it away. "It just happens to be the one that...got me here. They had a few plastered around my home town."

"Really?" Tai shoved her face towards Chi's.

Chi shook her head rapidly in response. Eyebrows still up and amused Tai flicked her Octoling Goggles around her neck. They revolved around quickly.

"No shame in admitting it to me y'know." Tai yawned and stretched her arms back behind her head. "Only chick Octolings for the most part. Any males are either chilling home or in reserve."

"I just needed somewhere to stay." Chi turned about flustered. "I just wanna get this visit over with."

"Weeeellll," Tai winked in a way that made Chi much more uncomfortable than she had ever felt, "If you ever need someone to keep you company…"

"I'll pass." Chi glared down at the floor.

She felt an elbow prod into her side jokingly. "I'm kidding!" Tai shot her a snarky smile. "There's only one girl in my life I'm willing to bend over backwards for if you catch my-"

"I do." Chi turned away with a blue blush as bright as the sky. "...Sheesh. Does she act like this all the time?"

"Only on weeks." Tai admitted with a sigh. "It's living the life Chi."

"Shouldn't we refer to each other by code-name?" Chi asked. Her voice echoed through the steel hall for a while.

"Don't really care for that carp." Tai huffed in irritation. "Now if you don't use them around Miss Knot-In-Her-Britches you-"

"T-41!" Rang out a cry from down the hall. A set of angry red tentacles homed in from ahead.

"Speaking of which." Tai's impish smile returned seriously back on her face. "Hello Aussie!"

Aussie stomped over towards the two of them menacingly. Her steps bounced all through the halls. "Hurry up! You were supposed to be done with escorting C-H1 an hour ago!"

"Eh." Tai yawned bored. "We got sidetracked."

"Wait…" Chi blinked in confusion. "...You just told me to follow you a few minutes ago."

Aussie's goggles glowed brightly. "Tai!"

"Okay, so I got sidetracked twice." She shrugged her shoulders again. "It's not like Octavio's going to do anything about it."

"Except eject C-H1 from the legion!" Aussie shouted in response.

"Oops." Tai muttered and rubbed the back of her head. "My bad." She turned around back towards the other Octoling. "Well if anything I can just say you were-"

Tai did not finish. Where a worried Chi once stood a cloud of dust floated upwards. The two Octolings still clogged in the hallway together whirled around to the end of the hall where Chi made haste.

"Oh my COD Tai." Aussie shook her head in disapproval and started to sprint. "It's one thing for you to screw up but to actually ruin another's chance at-"

She yawned and ran ahead. "Heard it all before." Tai raised one hand up to her mouth sideways and yelled. "Chi! Chi!"

Chi continued to run in a furiously nervous dash. Her boots skidded across the metal and sounded off like thunder as she, in a panic, shot off through the metal halls. All the while her name was called after her.

"Chi! Chiiiiiii!" Resounded her name.

Though she panted almost breathlessly she managed to tear her head backwards towards the others. "What?"

"Look out!" The voice changed. Suddenly Chi blinked and glanced down, where, between her arms Jerry hysterically wriggled back and forth. "Plant!"

"...Plant?!" Chi stared upwards. Her eyes widened and her boots slammed into the floor like brakes.

Just narrowly Chi skidded to a stop. The Octoling's face came dangerously close to several rows of spines. On the toes within her boots, she perched but a scarce millisecond away from a potted plant she had never seen before. It was round, green, and tall and had dozens upon dozens of prickly spines that pointed out in all directions in a defensive perimeter.

Two faces glanced back at her from behind. An Octoling with her gloved hands which hefted the pot stared back at Chi. "Holy ship. Nice save Chi!" She smiled. "Guess you wasted no time when away from us!"

"...Ova?" She inquired then glanced at the right of the cactus. "Lee? What are you two doing with...that?"

Ova sighed and tried to lift the potted plant higher. "The cactus? We were sent one by the Inklings as a gift...Now it's meant for a memorial."

Lee nodded solemnly and sniffled. "...It was the only thing that really reminded us of...of…"

Suddenly Lee lowered her head. A single fuchsia tear blinked out from in between her google and her face. She shook her head and glanced up at the ceiling.

"...What are you talking about?" Chi asked curiously.

Ova peered around the cactus at her co-worker. Lee just sniffled again.

She reemerged from behind the cactus. "...Octavio will fill you in."

With that said the two filed off to a separate hall to the left. Though out of eyesight Chi could hear Lee sob. "S-She used to call me a klutz!" She heard her bawl. "Now I'll n-never get to show her how I've-"

"You're getting tears in the cactus…" Ova's voice sighed back.

Chi watched as they went on their less-than-merry way elsewhere. She glares down worriedly at the Octotrooper she held. Jerry had a forlorn, sympathetic gaze fixated where the two stood.

"...What was that about?" Chi asked the smaller octopus.

"Oh! Uh…" Jerry blinked and stared ahead. "Just a bit of redecorating! Why don't we keep going?"

"Lee was crying into a...cactus?" She explained to herself plainly.

"Yeah." Jerry nodded just as plainly and pushed forward. "Let's just leave them to their business. We don't want to be any more late do we?"

"...Alright." Chi spoke reluctantly.

The Octoling took a cursory look about the headquarters. Her eyes narrowed as she scanned the minute details in each wall and floor. With a singular agreement she took off down the hall to her right in the direction she believed the deejay resided.

"...Sorry." Chi rubbed her arm between the other two.

"Hey, don't sweat it." Tai spoke to her right with a bright smirk. "I got lost my first day here too."

Chi heard something slam into the wall to her left. She swiveled about and saw a seething commander with her fist jammed into the side.

"Ffffugh." Something horrible sounded out from between Aussie's teeth and lips. A puff of smoke drifted its way out into the air from her lips. "I'd court martial you if I could."

"She totally can." Tai remarked, took a step over towards her, and rubbed her elbow on Aussie's. "She just loves me toooo much to let me go."

"Remind me, I'm going to sever this and disinfect this later." Aussie muttered in disgust as she pulled away her arm.

Tai gave an amorous wink to her commander which prompted Aussie to turn her head sideways and as close to the walls as possible as they walked. Chi could hear her mutter something rather violent. Wisely, Chi kept her distance from the pair of "lovebirds", and continued her less than timely stroll down the interior.

Her Octoling Goggles buzzed. "So where is the office anyways?"

Tai took a moment to push off of the wall and launch herself to Chi's side much to Aussie's frustration. "You'll know when you feel the beat."

For a moment Chi was baffled. As the Octoling sauntered forward inquisitively she felt a vibration shiver up her boots. She blinked and glanced down at the metal below her. It fluctuated with a colorful, bizarre, widespread energy. She gazed ahead through her goggles.

"...There it is." Chi spoke up.

"Yep!" Jerry piped up from within Chi's arms. "Hard to miss huh?"

From the left side at the very end of the long hallway a familiar vibration shook the corridor. The harsh metallic surfaces glimmered with multicolored lights which had escaped from a door at the very back. Jerry's metallic cap where his propeller once spun freely buzzed with a similar vibration to the one which reverberated through the corridor.

Jerry took the time to shift about in her soft biceps and bore into her warily. "You okay?"

Chi nodded albeit unsteadily. "No turning back now." She reached up towards her neck with one arm and grasped. Her fingers reached at thin air. "Clam it. I forgot my goggles…"

"Eh. I don't think you need to worry too much about that." The Octotrooper mentioned reassuringly in her grip. "It'll just be a quick meeting." She strode forward. "I hope."

Chi strode with her head low and her shoulders slumped. She swallowed her nerves and pushed on. The vibrations multiplied until they became miniature tremors. A distinct mixture of melodies and harmonies in a confusing, distorted, yet pleasant beat blared from the room. She bit her lip.

A rumor bounced through her head. "...Didn't Tai say something about Octavio's discs using mind control?"

The sudden sound of a bass guitar cleared her thoughts.

"Probably not." She quickly reassured herself.

She bounced into the office quickly. Instantly she gazed up towards the most prominent figure in the room.

The beat bounced in a constant rhythm as Octavio grooved in his seat. Tentacles firmly grasped onto neon green sticks of wasabi, he scribbled and scratched his hearts out, his eyes shut and his mech hovering in a self-induced trance.

Chi tried to call out. Her voice was instantly lost in the music. She furrowed her brow and stood somewhat closer to the giant robot throne/turntable and yelled. No dice. After a few frustrating (though very groovy seconds) Chi started to jump and wave frantically.

The music began to die down in a cacophony of blasts and beeps. Octavio chuckled to himself as his hearing slowly reverted to normal. "Just what I needed."

"...vio! Octavio! Down here!" He heard some sort of mouse squeak back at him.

"...Hm?" Octavio arched his brow up. He, and to that extent, his throne turned down towards the floor. "Oh, Chi. Fancy seein' you down here!"

She rubbed underneath her tentacles where her ears might be. "Ugh. You called me down here."

"...Did I?" Octavio frowned and gazed up at the ceiling. "Hmm. I did, but I can't quite remember."

Jerry cleared his throat and spoke up. "Sir? If I may jog your memory-"

"Jerry!" Octavio peeped one of his great green eyes downwards. "Where'd your propeller fly off to?"

"Well…uh…" Jerry felt as though he had shrunk. "It's a long story…"

"Did you let it fly off without you?" Octavio snickered in his seat. "Ha! That's a new one!"

"Octavio, if I could ask-" Chi chimed in.

It had been fruitless. "Can't ever say I've heard that one before." Octavio shook his head in amusement. "Although, during the Great Turf War-"

"You mentioned TAI and AUSSIE earlier?!" Jerry cried out in desperation.

All of a sudden the jolly countenance upon Octavio's features shrunk out of existence. "Ah. Yeah, that…" He sighed deeply. "...Jerry, would you mind sittin' outside for this?"

"...I-I mean, I would…" The Octotrooper spoke as he scraped by the metal with his ski-pole foot.

"...Nevermind." Octavio's mech's fists folded together behind his back. It floated around to face the wall behind him. "...Chi."

Chi bit her lip and respectfully knelt down. "Yes sir?"

"...I assure you're already aware of Tai and Aussie's…er…absence." Octavio murmured with a hint of awkwardness.

"They've been absent for months sir." Chi acknowledged in response. "...A scouting mission right?"

"Right." Octavio affirmed with a sigh. "...Their goggle signals haven't been tracked for quite some time. It's not uncommon for our troops to go scavengin' for months deep in enemy territory...but this is...well…"

Chi grew all the more concerned when he sighed again. "What is it?"

"...There's no easy way to put this Chi." Octavio's ginormous robot hands unfurled. "The council's been sorta…'dead-set' on this decision."

A rim shot rang out from the machine. Octavio's eyes perked up all of a sudden. Though she faced his back Chi could still hear frantic button presses and adjustments.

"Sorry." He admitted.

"...You're not saying they're…?!" Chi's eyes widened.

Octavio turned about for a split second. His gaze met Chi's for an even shorter time and caused him to turn back away. "I'm sorry. All precautions have been set, we've called Aussie's remaining relatives. It's...all been taken care of. Mostly anyways."

"So then the cactus…" Chi's face lit up in horror. And mild amusement. But mostly horror. "NO! They can't be dead!"

Octavio sighed and glanced down. "I don't like it anymore than you do. But at this time it's almost impossible to guarantee their safety Chi."

"Why tell me this now then?!" Chi cried out in indignation. "Why not let Jerry-"

"Er…" Octavio scratched under his green "x"-shaped scar sheepishly. "That's... one of the things I needed to tell you. We haven't yet notified...Tai's relatives yet."

Chi's elbows slumped. Her heartbeat began to blare almost as intensely as the beat of the music before.

"...We couldn't really...break the news to Miss Inaba herself." Octavio murmured in embarrassment. "There's been several...setbacks. Some rebel camps and...uh...other complications have kept us from...breaking the news to Mai." He swallowed. "So we were hopin', seeing as you and Tai are buddy-buddy, that you-"

He heard a thump. Octavio and his oversized mech spun around. One octopus stood up at him and stared in absolute shock. Chi on the other hand laid on the floor with fear etched into her unconscious features.

"...Well." Octavio cleared his throat in the presence on Jerry. "I've got a map to the section of Octo Valley she's residing in, you don't mind breakin' it to her when she comes to, huh?"

Jerry shook his head. "W-Why me?"

"Because!" Octavio clamored back. "I've...er...got an important call incoming from…" His eyes shifted back and forth. "...Cuttle...fish. He says that I need to leave now to go...supervise...the-"

Before he could let himself finish one of Octavio's mech fists burst up in the ceiling. Octavio blinked and managed a small grin before he and his hovercraft took off through his new sunlight out into the air of Octo Valley.

"It'll all work out!" Octavio's booming voice called out. "Trust me!"

Jerry squinted as light and debris poured into the now cluttered office space. From the cloud of debris a single scroll of paper floated down from above and landed amidst the chaotic mess. He glanced down at Chi. Her mouth was contorted in a fearful, silent cry. Her eyes were shut but clenched tightly as if she expected the worst.

"..." Jerry blinked once. "What a day to lose your propeller." He sighed and tapped her on the forehead with his metal cap's nozzle. "Chi? You there?"

Chi blinked up at the bizarre machination that floated in front of her. For a supposed dictator Octavio was certainly something else. She eyed his samurai helmet and his turntable bizarrely.

"So, you wanna be in the Octoling legion do you?" Octavio spoke to her.

Chi swallowed her fear and gazed up at the octopus with the bright green scar. "Y-Yes sir."

Octavio gave her a less than amused stare. "Well kid, let me tell you, you've made a pretty decent impression. You showed up, but you're late as all shell."

She folded her hands behind her back timidly. "...Right. Yeah. Sorry."

"I did hear something from the others though." He muttered down at her from his vessel. Octavio stared at her in clear interest. "You helped T-41, if my ears haven't given out yet, repel a few hipsters didn't you?"

"...Hipsters?" She inquired back at the octopus.

"Heh! Recruits." He smirked and shook his head back at Chi. "The agents. Inklings. You helped didn't you?"

"Eh…" Chi shrugged her shoulders. "I mean, yeah, but Tai- Erp. T-41 did most of the work."

"Ah, don't be modest." Octavio waved a tentacle at her. "Most don't even come back alive to tell the tale!"

Somehow Chi was not any reassured. She gazed about the almost completely empty metal room. "Does...this mean I've got the position?"

"Eager ain't you?" Octavio teased with a proud grin. "Almost. We just need you and a few others to perform a mission. Sort of like an initiation."

Chi froze in place. "...Doesn't have to do with any target ranges does it?"

The resulting laugh bellowed almost as vibrantly and echoed as much as the music that played beforehand. "You newbies, always with the firing range! But no, no, enough of the firing range." His chuckle stopped. "There's been a bit of a rebellion as of late."

"...Rebellion?" Chi's eyebrows rose in curiosity.

"Not everyone's going to agree with you. War-wise at least." Octavio rubbed a mellow song on his records. It filled Chi with a sort of newfound curiosity. "Enemy's been trying to derail us from outside and from within. Inklings aren't necessarily the only threat. Get me?"

"Yes, I think I do." Chi nodded patiently.

"Just so happens that there's a camp of rebels stationed not too far from here. We need you-" He began.

Yet again Chi froze with concern.

Octavio's smile return. "And a few other troops to assist you in getting 'em out. Think you're up for the task?"

Chi bit her lip. Two hands rested on her cheeks while her legs laid crossed over each other. Octavio's words bounced all throughout her head in a rhythm not unlike the music. As the words echoed through her head she managed to blink once back towards the exit of the room. Outside two other Octolings waited for her. A few words being exchanged in less than pleasing manners slipped through under the cracks of the room's door.

"...Do I…" Chi turned towards the dictator. "Do I get to choose who helps me…?"

Octavio's smirk grew. "Be my guest. Long as you get the job done."

Chi nodded up towards him. "...I'll try my best."

AN: Told you I'd check on Chi.

Thanks Arrekusu, Ultrapyre, write n wrong, and sebastian G for reviewing!

I always appreciate the compliments Arrekusu. I can understand not being a very acute critic. That's fine. I enjoy reading what readers have to say regardless.

It appears anticlimax is an unfortunate circumstance of this story Ultrapyre. I suppose it's due to a lack of me not figuring out how to end chapters. Whoopsiedoodles. Suppose it was that or the narration. Well I'll see what I can do.

I assure you write n wrong that the majority of Callie's driving will...hopefully not extend past San Andreas standards. That being said, I'm not sure how far GTA: SA's driving physics extend. Lock your doors just in case. Splatoon 2 is just around the corner and who knows whether or not Callie will return with a bang. And a tank full of gas.

Thanks for your input as always sebastian G. Nice seeing you sort of keep up with the story in a sense.

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