Forever Promise

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(Artwork by me)

Bobbles looked up at the entrance of Walleye Warehouse. School had let out not too long ago, and once again, Bobblehat had found another letter in her locker. Pulling the letter from her pocket, she opened the envelope and reread the message. 

"Dear Bobbles, you are the most cheerful Inkling I have ever laid eyes on. I have to tell you that you have the most exciting personality out of anyone I've ever met. I've hidden my feelings, kept them locked up because I was scared you wouldn't feel the same. I like you a lot! I'm just not brave enough to say it to your face. I hope you feel the exact cause you make me smile, even on my most storm-filled days."

"I know this is sudden, but please, meet me today at Walleye Warehouse after school. I would like to hear your answer." - From your secret admirer.

The last bit was a bit messy, as though it had been written in a rush. Putting the letter away, Bobblehat made her way inside, her footsteps echoing around the building. It wasn't being used for Turfwar at the moment and gave the impression of being abandoned for years.

Bobbles threw her backpack on a small crate before hosting herself up to take a seat. She happily swung her legs as she checked her phone for the time. It was a little after four, and since it was a bit of a walk to the warehouse, this mystery admirer probably wasn't here yet.

"I wonder who this secret admirer is?"


"You can do this, Mask! You can do this!" Msak thought, trying to pump himself up.

Mask was standing outside the entrance of Walleye Warehouse with his teammates. This was where he first realized he was happy and where he had first talked to Bobble-hat. Where she laughed, her cheeks flushed with joy and excitement. "Cause this is fun," she answered when he yelled at her about how she could possibly be having fun and laughing.

This was where he met her face-to-face. This would be the place he would confess his love for her.

"Can't believe you're gonna finally confess," Jersey grinned at her leader.

"I'm gonna get some good material," Moon thought, holding her writing journal and pen at ready.

"Too bad we had to rush the plan," Designer sighed.

Mask couldn't agree more, but he didn't have much of a choice. During the last block, the teacher gave everyone the rest of the time as a free period when they were done going over the lesson. Mask overheard Jr. talking to a few friends, and what he heard nearly made his heart stop.

"So, you're really gonna do it?"

"Yeb," Jr. smiled. "I'm going to ask Bobbles out on a date tomorrow. I've got it all planned out; can't wait to ask her."

Mask couldn't believe it. Jr. liked Bobbles, too? This wasn't happening. As much as Mask would love to strangle Jr. right there and now, he had more important things. Carefully pulling out the letter and opening it, he grabbed a pen and quickly wrote an extra bit to the letter. 

Mask rose his arm. "May I use the bathroom?"

"Sure, take the pass," the teacher nodded, pointing to the small ruler that said "bathroom pass."

Sliding the letter and his into his pocket, Mask got up, took the pass, and hurried out. Mask tried taking calming breaths, though it wasn't doing much. Jr. was trying to take his precious Bobbles. Mask knew how popular Bobbles was, being both a member of Team Blue and having a cheerful personality. Someone like her would attract all kinds of people, all those insignificant insects. Surrounding his precious smiling angel.

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