Love from Four.

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Requested by @BlackHoleQueenn  <3

S4xWeak!Stubborn!Reader

Y/N's pronouns are she/her for this chapter.

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Key:

(Y/N) = Your Name

(F/W) = Favourite Weapon

(OF) = Outfit

(TM/N) = Teammate Name

(T/N) = Team Name

(I/C) = Ink colour

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Y/N has lost yet again another match against another team. This frustrated her a bit, but she was confident she was strong, and some people are just stronger. Her biggest winstreak was 19 wins, and this made her confident.

"Don't you think you should improve?" (TM/N) kindly suggested, he's not wrong. "I mean, you're good with your (F/W), but I think you can be better." He's trying not to offend her.

"No thank you! I'm already good enough! Besides, training's tedious! And how could I even improve?" Y/N huffed, crossing her arms

"He's right though. We can train together again, and see what we'll need to improve on." (TM/N2) suggested, she's the team's leader, and uses an Octobrush.

"Fine." Y/N grumbled, she's stubborn.

They ended up training, but didn't see through what they needed to improve.

"I conclude that we should just go back to Turf War then." Y/N shrugged, panting a but as she held her (F/W).

"Alright then." (TM/N2) pursed her lips in thought. "We should then, if we lose, it's on you, alright?"

"Yes!" Y/N pumped her fist in the air victoriously. 

T/N then went to the lobby, queueing up for a match of Turf War.

They soon encountered Team Orange.

"The name's Army. We HATE losing." Their leader spoke, he has a British Accent. "Prepare to be CRUSHED." He smirked.

"I bet we won't." Y/N smirked.

The match soon started, T/N takes the lead, flanking a bit, but they're all quintessentially focused towards mid. Soon enough, Forge, Team Orange's Co-Captain ambushes TM/N, and splats him, W-Sailor and B-Sailor take out TM/N2 and TM/N3. Y/N had nowhere to run,  being trapped by Forge, B-Sailor and W-Sailor. 

She hid in a puddle of ink, not knowing she had an escape route, which was to ink a little bit more ground, squid-roll onto the wall nearby, ink the other wall, squid-roll onto the other wall, then squid surge up to escape. She didn't see that because of the lack of training she recieved, for she was too stubborn.

Soon, she did find an escape route, and went through there, only to be met with a sea of Orange over I/C, and she was splatted by Army, in the back, and with his N-ZAP '85.

Team Orange quickly painted more and more, and soon started spawncamping T/N.

"It's useless. We saw right through your moves, every twitch, every flinch." Army tutted with a smug smirk. 

Soon enough, T/N's asses get beaten by Team Orange, they lost the battle.

"Pathetic." Army smirked. "You really need to improve, y'know."

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