Childhood 'Friends' ~ GogglesxRider Fanfic

Pestering Problem

~(Rider's POV!)~

I sighed with relief when Goggles left. Couldn't he see I wanted to be left alone? I'm not trying to be edgy, but I don't do 'friends'. That stupid 'inspirational quote' he used earlier felt directed at me. 

It's bad enough that I have to share a group with Bobble Hat, but another smiley pool of ink? I grunt, heaving myself off the floor. I don't want to go back to class yet, but moving around is better than doing nothing. I go in the opposite direction of the class, walk through the maze of hallways for a few minutes before I get bored and go outside.

I know its against the rules to leave the school during class, but who's really checking? Calling my guardians is kind of an empty threat. The principal isn't actually going to, they just want to scare us into doing what they want. Nothings really stopping me. I can do what I want.

I leave out the front doors, but once I'm outside the building I turn to the side of the building. The recess yard is nearby me, blocked off by a fence I could easily climb over, if for some wild reason I wanted to. I sit against the wall and sigh, hoping the day would just speed up already so I can go home.

I take a moment to admire the outside world, not like it's actually that interesting but I need to pass the time. Some yellow-green ink drips off my arms. I glance down at the blob, then at my arms.

Since I'm still a kid, my inkling form is still developing. Inklings my age are usually small and blobby, still inky as ever, producing ink the most at their arms, hands and head. Ink tends to drip off of me but I ignore it, knowing it'll dissolve within about 5 minutes.

My ears are still covered in ink, but I can hear just fine. Young inklings usually aren't as inky below their waist, so they are able to somewhat wear clothes. Apparently not Goggles, though. I grunt as I think about the blue fool. Dummy's clothes slide right off.

The recess bell interrupts my thoughts, I groan thinking of all the other kids rushing out here screaming with joy. I press myself closer to the fence, pulling my knees upward near my face and hugging them. I don't want anyone to see me here.

Regardless of how unappealing playing sounds to me, I peek through the holes in the fence to watch the other kids play. Not that I have anything better to do anyways. I see many colorful, triangular-ish blobs running around, squealing. I overhear a conversation between two kids who were playing a game nearby me, lime and cyan, who's names I didn't care to learn.

"Ok, I'll be the inkling and you be the octarian." The lime squid grinned at his friend. The cyan one pouted to this. "No fair! I'm always the octarian! I want to be the inkling this time!"

I didn't really care about this conversation so I tried to space out, but they kept getting louder as they argued. I started to get irritated but I tried to hold on to my temper. I didn't want anyone to find me here, and screaming at them to shut up would probably attract attention.

I pushed my head deeper into my knees, hoping they would just pick another game when I heard a familiar voice....

"Hey! Why don't you both be the inklings? Me and Bobble can be the Octarians!" Goggles had run up to the two arguing inklings with his blue friend. Bobble Hat nodded at Goggles' suggestion, smiling.

The lime and cyan friends stopped arguing and turned to look at the blue squids, their eyes lighting up. "Really?" They said in sync. Goggles nodded and they started to play, loudly, but to my dismay they stuck around the fence. One of them was bound to see me, the ugly, yellow-green blob looking oh so sorry for himself. I don't need anyone's pity. I don't need anyone period.