𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣! - A Coroika/Splatoon fanfiction

2- This oughta be fun!

"So, over here is the shopping center, here is the apartment complex a lot of us live in, and here is the lobby tower where we play Turf War! Do humans play Turf War...?" Goggles was bursting with excitement as he said all this.

"No, you idiot. Turf War came thousands of years after their time. Did you even pay attention in chūgakkō?" Rider scoffed. 

(Chūgakkō = Middle school)

[Y/N] chimed in, "I'd like to play Turf War! But I can't turn into a squid, and I'm not HALF as flexible or strong as you guys. Y'all do backflips like it's nothing!"

Specs pointed out, "That's true...You can't exactly battle with us. Sorry."

 Bobble Hat added, "But they couldn't battle with us even if they were-" Rider cut her off. "Shut it." Bobble took notice of his attitude. "Okay!"

[Y/N] was curious. Why had Rider cut off what Bobble was saying? Weird.

"Please don't tell me you're going out looking like that," Aloha said while eyeing [Y/N]'s tanktop and shorts outfit, "because in Splatsville, style is everything. You've got NONE of that."

"Well, I don't have any money in this world, and I didn't bring a change of clothes with me to bed." [Y/N] asserted.

"I've got you covered. C'mon!" Aloha insisted, grabbing [Y/N] by the hand and taking them into Man-O'-Wardrobe.

Jel La Fleur greeted them when they came inside. "Ah, you are here. Good. Welcome to Man-O'-Wardro- OH MY! What is this TRAVESTY of fashion I have before me?!" He looks [Y/N] up and down menacingly. "This is an emergency. I must aquire you more suitable clothing."

He races to another room and pulls out a box. "Here. You require this."

[Y/N] goes into the changing room and puts the box contents on. "Not bad! He has taste!" They say to themselves as they walk out. "What do y'all think? Fresh or nah?"

Aloha was impressed. "Definitely fresh! Never seen Inkling style on a human, but you pull it off! And the language, too."

Goggles was astounded. "You look amazing!! Now you're one of us!!"

They got [Y/N] a couple more fits, and went to other stores and bought a lot there too. In the end, Blue Team had to help carry [Y/N]'s stuff because Aloha was getting carried away with buying all of it for them. In the end, Aloha dropped about $1,500 in US dollars on clothes for him and [Y/N]. In addition, Aloha insisted on a photoshoot for his social media, which was another $200. The post blew up in a matter of hours considering there was a human.

At the end of their fashion spree, everyone hung out at Aloha's apartment, exhausted.

"Oh my god...that was intense." [Y/N] sighed as they sank deeper into the couch cushions.

"Yeah, no shit. We have like, a ton of battles tomorrow. At least 20. If not more." Rider said with clear fatigue in his voice.

"Pleeeease can you come watch us? We'll make sure you don't get swarmed!" Goggles pleaded with [Y/N].

"Why not? I've never seen a live battle outside of- never mind. Yeah!" [Y/N] smiled.

Goggles cheered, "Yay!! Just because you're coming, I'll pants Rider in celebration!"

"Oh HELL nah! You keep your mitts OFFA me tomorrow!" Rider snapped.

"Hehe! No promises, you know that!" 

[Y/N] inquired, "Where am I staying tonight, by the way?"

"I'll get you a hotel. We have unused rewards points." Specs answered. 

"Thanks, Specs! By the way, will I get to see the S4 tomorrow? I've only seen Aloha today." [Y/N] added.

"Sure you will! We have a battle against their team tomorrow!" Bobble hat said, smiling.

"Wow, I'm here with the Coroika cast...and I'm gonna watch their battles! In Splatsville! This...is gonna be fu-" [Y/N] was cut off.

"Oi, one more thing. From all of us." Rider mentioned, "Blue Team, the S4 and I talked it out. We know you're a human. We believe you and we saw you appear with our own eyes. But if this is some sort of trick to mooch off of our money or our clout, then get the hell out. I think you're a good person with good intentions to be friends with a different species, but if I'm wrong, you will be banned from our battles and just be considered a douchebag who pretended to not care about our fame and/or wealth. I'm not denying the fact we are wealthy and popular. But for once we'd like to have a friend who doesn't care about that. So tell me, [Y/N], do you have good intentions?"

[Y/N] responded with, "Honestly, all of you are nice people. I wouldn't care if you guys were C- rank with no cash and even less clout. I love watching Turf War and I'm happy to support my friends. So, to answer your question, yes. If you count having a unique friend group as good intentions, then yes."

Everyone looked around and nodded in agreement.

"Yay! We have a new human friend!" Goggles exclaimed, smiling. "I can't wait to have you as a part of us!"

"Yeah! I'll be there for every battle...," [Y/N] hesitated. "...there's a problem. As much as I would LOVE to stay here forever, I have a life at home. If I'm gone for too long, that could be catastrophic."

"No, you can stay. Trust me! You'll be fine here. You miiight not have any other options." Goggles said while staring at [Y/N] cutely.

[Y/N] gave in. "Alright, alright. I'll stay!"

"Yaaaay! I knew that trick would work, it always does on Rider." Goggles snickered.

Rider said defensively, "That's not for you to discuss! Shut up!"

As [Y/N] said their goodbyes to go check into the hotel, their mind was racing.

Why the hell was he staring at me like that? And what does he mean by "You miiight not have any other options."? Whatever, I'm sure staying in this world will be fun for a while.

They got up to their room and went to sleep, setting their alarm for the next morning. They had a lot of battles ahead of them.