Traitor!

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Well, that was it for your job. Who cares though? You got yourself a girlfriend! Looks like your job did limit everything.
"Y/N." Frye suddenly grabbed your arm. "This isn't the end, is it? I think.. that guy has backup. I hear them.." You looked at the anxious inkling baffled. Before you could reply, a dozen octolings circled you. "Y/N! You're a traitor! How dare you." One of them spat. The one thing that always hindered you was getting overstimulated, but you had that covered. Breath in. Breath out. Ok, let's kick ass. "Now!" Frye played her flute and her eels immediately spun into action. "Eels!" You called. The octolings gasped and jumped back trying to hit them from afar. It was like a hurricane, you couldn't see anything but a blur of yellow and purple.

"Shit! It's not enough! There's more of them this time!" Atleast a hundred of octolings surrounded you and Frye. You felt for her hand. "Are you ready?" You felt butterflies fluttering again. Shit! Not those butterflies again! Frye grinned at you, using her free hand to run through your ruffled tentacles. "Of course." You both jumped into a frenzy. Green ink splatted the craters as you kicked and punched them, eels diving into the floor like meteors. In the end, they were all gone. Relaxation at last.. for now at least. For atleast an hour you both were wondering around the place.

The voices lingered in your head. Traitor! Traitor! Had Octavio brainwashed them all? You suddenly felt extremely stressed. Why did you kill them? Were you a psychopath? No.. no.. no! You held your head with your hands, collapsing onto the floor, dust scattering everywhere. "Something on your mind?" That sweet voice. Damn it. Frye had seen you all panicky about this. What a loser! Wait.. no not again! Butterflies arose in your stomach once more. "Frye! I- uh.." You stood up so fast everything turned into a blur until she held your hands. "Y/N.. are you stressed?" The yellow inkling tilted her head innocently. "Really Frye.. I'm really fine."

Every voice in your head was silenced as she leaned closer. She was clearly teasing you. You hated being teased. "What are you getting flustered for, ehe? Thinking those thoughts are you? Bad." Cod, someone should humble her. You smirked. Frye took a step back. "Y/N? What are you.. ah!" ... Woah! You did it, you kissed her. "Oh, you. Guess I can't tease you after all!" You swore you heard a voice.

"Stay away."

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