Female Octoling x Male Inkling: Contrasting Forces (not my pic)

Enemy Encounter

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You might wanna know these!

S/G= shoe gear

T/G/= torso gear

H/G = head gear

I/C = ink colour

E/C = eye colour

F/W = favourite weapon

M/H/W = most hated weapon

F/S = favourite season/catalog

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Reader 1/Connor's POV

THUD! I quickly super-jumped back to my apartment. I had carried the unconscious girl in my backpack, (she was in squid form) and laid her on the couch. "Maybe she'll wake up soon... eh. I'll just watch the news." I said as i turned on the TV.

Reader 2/Islah/5372's POV, 10 mins ago

"UGH!" I yelled, running after the blue-haired inkling. "WHY WON'T YOU SPLAT!?" F/W in hand, i had him cornered. But he was silent.. "Why are you so qui- AH!" He dodge-rolled forward and shot my shades off. "Hey! Why do I feel.. dizzyyy..." Everything went black..

Reader 1/Connor's POV

Deep Cut had just announced the Turf War stages, when i heard some noises coming from the blankets I had set up for that octoling. "Mmnh.. hrk-YAAH!" She yelled as she tries to escape from her fluffy prison. She eventually got out.. only to see me... totally ignoring her. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH-oof!" The octoling yelled. Always works. I stuffed my signature recipe pancakes into her face. After a little while of laughing, and pancake eating, she spoke. "What is this?? WHERE AM I!" She demanded. "My apartment, in splatsville." I answered, still holding pancakes in case she screams again.

 "Why did you bring me here? And.. what did you stuff into my mouth.. it's.." She seemed to calm down, so I handed her the plate of pancakes. She started eating it, but said nothing. I bet she's trying not to admit that it's delicious! Or maybe she doesn't know the word? I don't know what goes on in octoling's heads.

Reader 2/Islah/5372's POV

What is this feeling.. it's coming from a fluffy circle? "Hey.. Inkli-" I got interrupted by the inkling."It's Connor..you?" He said, awkwardly..heh. I felt something trigger in me.. although I wasn't wearing DJ Octavio's shades.. "Octoling #5372! Sir!" I yelled with haste and loyalty. "Wow.. to be honest.. Octoling #5372 isn't a.. great? Name for you? Do you want to pick a name?" Connor suggested. "Okay.. I don't know much of your inkling language so you choose." I informed. "How about Islah?"

HI!!!! Thanks for reading chapter 1 of Contrasting Forces! I hope you've enjoyed the story so far, and yes there will be updates, I'm just a lil held up w/ school rn!

Thanks again and stay fresh as I start the next chapter. Catch ya later!

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