Splatoon: The Corruption of Ink

Chapter 2: An Old Bike and New Friends

Silver inched an eye open. He rubbed his ears, thinking he heard something.

Bang, bang, bang.

Slowly, he swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood up. He dragged himself out of his room towards the door, for he heard more and more knocks. Then, he turned the knob and opened the door only to be tackled by someone. The tackle was not powerful enough to knock him over, but he then realized that Sapphire was there in front of him, hugging him tightly. Her chin rested on his shoulder. Now, he was fully awake.

"Sa-Sapphire! What's wrong?" he looked at her.

"I-I thought you were dead!" she cried, "You were shot so many times!" Silver was distraught, looking into her tearing, frightened eyes.

"Calm down, calm down," he cooed. "I'm still here, right? It's just a bad dream." Silver put his arm around her shoulder as he guided her to his bedroom.

They sat on the edge of the bed; Sapphire's head was bent down with tears flowing from her eyes. Silver put his arm around her trying to comfort her, but she still kept crying.

"W-We were in O-Octo Valley, and s-some octolings shot y-you a lot," her voice was unsure and wavering from all the crying.

"Come on, it's just a dream, you'll get over it," Silver assured. Her crying diminished.

She stared up at him. "Can I stay here the rest of the night?" Silver sighed.

He glanced at his alarm clock. "It's already 5:30 A.M.!"

Please? She put on a cute, anticipating face in attempt to persuade Silver.

"Hold on, you were just crying about a dream and now you're all-" Silver started.

"I take that as a yes," Sapphire smiled innocently as she scooted up onto the bed.

"Ugh, whatever," Silver grunted. Silver wrapped his arms around her tightly as she felt his body heat fill her with warmth. All her worries and distress melted away.

"...Thanks, Silver," she said sincerely before drifting off to a nap.

***

"Huh, you're here way earlier than yesterday," Sheldon said. Silver and Sapphire sighed. They had arrived at Ammo Knights while Sheldon was inspecting some machinery at the back.

"What's that?" Sapphire asked, pointing to the machinery.

"Oh, this?" He wheeled the machine to the front. "This is a motorcycle."

Silver looked at it closely. "Is it old?"

"Yes, it is old. Ancient," Sheldon emphasized, trying to scrub it clean.

Sapphire inspected it. The bike was black on the front top and had a tinted red windshield. There were pipes that connected from the bike to the back wheel axel on the sides. The rest of the bike was colored red. On where the windshield was connected to the bike there was a faded emblem of a red "M" on a white background, which appeared on both sides of the bike. "This definitely is someone's personal bike. Someone whose name starts with 'M'," Sapphire observed.

"Well, it doesn't matter now, but since I found it, I can send it to my associates to make copies of it, which I already did," Sheldon said. He thought deeply for a while, looking at the bike. "...Since you guys are the first out of the whole city to know about this new motorcycle model, I'll give you permission to have one customizable bike, down at the repair shop here downtown, since you're eligible to drive," Sheldon offered.