Splatoon: The Brothers and the Others

Another Quick Teuthatine's Day Chapter That Wasn't Even On Valentines'

"Xaaaaaar!" Pirah called out, her hands on her hips, "Xarius! I know you're here somewhere!"

Pirah stumbled about. She blinked, waving her hands in front of her face as she made her way through her apartment. Holding onto a white smudge she assumed was the wall, she scanned her surroundings, sighing in irritation. Everything else looked like smudges, just differently colored.

"C'mooooooon Xar! I'm going out, I need to see! I don't have dolphin powers!" Pirah complained.

She could hear a devilish bout of laughter, then a simple, "No, you have to find me first. Those are the rules."

Pirah pouted blindly. "At least give me a hint."

There was a prolonged musing period, where she could hear a "Hmmmmmmmm" drone on through the apartment building. Pirah bit her bottom lip, set her hands on her sides with an annoyed flair, and waited, tapping her foot on the floor.

"I'm in somewhere you may see, but only where you'd...put feet," Xarius finished.

Pirah made a face. "What?"

"Oy! I'm not good at making riddles!" Xarius complained.

"Then how am I supposed to find youuuuuuuuu?" Pirah complained, resting her head on the side of the wall, "You're making this so-"

Pirah heard the doorknob jiggle and a door swing open. Instinctively, she craned her neck and looked to the side of the house where the front door was. A gust of cool air whisked itself through and caused Pirah to shiver ever so slightly.

"Xar!" Pirah exclaimed and made haste for the door, "You know the rules, no going- Wah!"

Pirah nearly tripped over herself. Thinking fast, she reached out and grabbed the first thing she could hold onto desperately. She gripped something, felt at it, and scowled. It felt cool to the touch initially, warmed up slightly in the palms of her hands, and twitched.

Pirah frowned. "Um."

"Oh, hey. Could you give these to her?" Xarius' small voice requested.

The blur she clutched between her hands spoke up, "That explains...this."

Pirah's face lit up, both with glee and a thin veil of blue. "Oh, my Cod."

Finding her balance, she let go of the blur and straightened herself up in place. She squinted and noticed a blue blob on the ground extend up towards the blur she had let go of. The blur bent down, picked something up from the blob, then offered it to her. Still flushed, Pirah reached out for the object, snatched it from the blur, and raised it to her face. Pirah readjusted her Black Arrowbands around her eyes and focused forward.

"Oh my Cod," Pirah spoke up again as she glanced away bashfully.

"Hi," Phish waved, "Is this a bad time?"

Xarius hummed. "We'll pick this game up later. I'll let you two talk it out!"

Pirah nodded down at the squishy blue squid on the ground. "Sure!"

Picking himself up best he could, Xarius shuffled off away from the two of them. With her vision returned, Pirah folded her hands together behind her back cocked her head in confusion.

"So um...what's up?" Pirah asked.

"I uh...wanted to check on you," Phish admitted as he scratched the back of his neck, "Then I heard screaming, and so I checked the door, and it was open, and now I'm inside."

"Oh," Pirah said.

The two stewed in a prolonged silence for longer than they should have. Pirah's face was still blushing blue, and Phish was more or less just as awkward, one hand behind his back and his other swinging freely.

"Well, you can see that I'm fine! Okay, thanks! Sorry about squeezing your face," Pirah apologized quickly as she made her way to the door.

Phish perked up, then set his hand on the door. "Wait, wait, one more thing."

Pirah blinked curiously. "Hm?"

Phish bit his lip, and removed one of his hands behind his back, holding it with both hands. Pirah gasped. In his hand was a small, pinkish-red box with a clear top, wrapped up with a small bow. Phish glanced to the side, then to the floor, only finally meeting eyes with Pirah face to face as he stepped in to offer it to her.

"I know this is extremely late…" Phish muttered, rubbing his neck, "But happy Teuthatine's Day, Pirah. I figured that-"

Pirah gasped as the stars in her eyes began to twinkle. "Really?"

"I know, it's sorta lazy of me-"

Pirah shook her head fervently. "Are you kidding, this is wonderful! Thank you!"

Without speaking, Pirah lurched forward and stole Phish from the outside, took the door, and closed it. Gleefully, she turned back around and hugged Phish around the neck.

"And you're not too late, it's only a day after Teuthatine's," Pirah announced gladly.

Phish managed a small, awkward smile. "Discounting the fact it's been at least three-hundred sixty-five days, give or take a few since I never really followed through on…"

Before Phish could continue, Pirah leaned in and kissed him quickly. Truth be told, it was hardly the pinnacle of grace. Her glasses bounced across Phish's face, her lips and his were not as aligned, and she kissed him slightly lower on the chin and his bottom lip, and he reeled back in a bit of a shock. She beamed and left him in a daze.

It was only after a few second that Phish snapped himself out of it, giving a sheepish grin back. "So, uh...yeah?"

Pirah reached around his arm, pulled him close and nodded. "Yeah."

"...Thanks?" Phish managed to stutter.

Pirah could not help but laugh and lean in for another one.

AN: I don't even think this was posted on Valentine's. I'm not good with holidays. :/ Well, that being said, happy Splatfesting everybody. Money vs. Love coming up this Friday.

Thanks, Darkstar, Guest 1, Guest 2, and R.C.D.

I'm glad you liked the previous chapter, Darkstar. It's nice seeing another familiar face.

Guest 1, I dunno about the whole "or more" thing, but a hundred chapters does sound like a good stopping point or milestone. I think it'd be a hard read if it extended past that milestone, y'know!

Also sorry Guest 2 but this wasn't the chapter you were expecting. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

R.C.D., you're totally right, he is such a teenager. Welp, teens will be teens, kids will be kids, and adults...are just older versions of the two. Eh, it depends I guess.

Thanks for reading, dunno how you still are, but thanks. This is ThePizzaLovingTurtle, and there's a lot of chocolate left to finish.

(I'm working on a longer chapter, I swear.)