(Mark's Home)
(3rd Person POV)
Mark is in his kitchen, making breakfast for himself... and his unexpected guest, when he hears a scream followed by a thud coming from his room.
Mark: *sigh* Guess she's up.
As he's walking to his room, thoughts start filling his mind. "I can't tell her who she really is!"..."So... what will I say?!"... "'Oh by the way you're a sanitized octoling.'"... "Damnit what the hell am I gonna say?!"
He finally arrives at the door and slowly opens it, to see a helpless octoling on the ground, tangled in blankets, nervously staring back at Mark.
Octoling: *nervous* Uhh, h-hello.
Mark: Heyyy... h-how you feeling?
Octoling: I-I don't know...
Mark: ...Well, I'm guessing you don't remember me. Doctor... Mark said you're suffering from memory loss. *in his head* Seriously, "Doctor Mark"?!
Octoling: R-really?! Well... I guess that explains a lot.
Mark: Well... I'm Mark. We've been friends for a while-
Octoling: You have the same name as the doctor?
Mark: Uh, w-well yeah! I guess so! H-hey, I made breakfast. Why don't you change and we can start the day... like usual?
Octoling: A-alright... thank you...
Mark gets a little thrown back at this response. Just yesterday, this girl was a deadly, mindless soldier who tried to kill him, but now she's thanking him...
Mark starts to tense up as he feels himself getting warmer-
Mark: *in his head* No... keep it together Mark-
Octoling: A-are you okay?
Mark: Wha? U-uh me? W-well I um... I... I'll just go check on breakfast...
The confused octoling watches as Mark quickly leaves the room. Eventually, she gets ready, and they sit down to eat.
Mark, instead of eating, watches intensely as the octoling takes her first bite. Her eyes light up as she quickly continues to eat.
Octoling: Mmm! *chewing* What are these?!
Mark: Oh, well I call them "Waffles".
Octoling: *amazed* Wow...
As they continue to eat, she begins to start questioning everything.
Octoling: I-I wonder why I didn't remember something as simple as "wofolz".
Mark: Well... I... actually just came up with the recipe!
Octoling: ...Mark... w-why am I green?
Mark: W-why are you green? Well...
He looks into the curious octoling's eyes. They tell a thousand stories, of pain, and torture, and war...
But he won't let her experience it again.
Mark: You're just a different octoling species, don't worry about it.
Octoling: ...Mark... what is... my name?
Mark: Y-your name?
Octoling: S-sorry I'm asking so many questions... I'd just like to know more about myself...
YOU ARE READING
(SMG4) The Agency Part Two: 𝕆𝕔𝕥𝕠 ℝ𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟
Macera"Welcome to the real world..." (SPOILERS) After the events of part one... Octavio won. Inkpolis is destroyed. Everything has gone into chaos. Mark had killed his own father, and now has a hopeless sanitized octoling to take care of. Nat had run...
