It's been a whole 2 years since Mr. Inkling shot her mom in the outskirts of Inkopolis.
CURRENT DAY
Mr. Inkling was hard at work fetching wood for a raft. She had broken out of jail 2 weeks ago, with the help of her friend Francis the octoling, her roommate at the Octopolis City Jail, a subsidiary of Viacom.
When Francis and Mr. inkling finished their raft, they heard sirens behind them. "It's the cops!" Cried Francis. "GO GO GO!!!" He shouted.
They pushed their raft out to shore and used scrap wood as paddles. They went as fast as they could. "Look out Francis!" Yelled Mr. Inkling. Francis turned around and saw that a bullet was headed right for him! He ducked as fast as he could.
"OWWW!!!!" Screamed Francis as he realizes his tentacle had been shot. "Hold on dude!" Mr. Inkling said. She immediately looked at the water and found some seaweed and wrapped it around his single tentacle. "Thanks dud- wait. I haven't gotten your name yet." He said. "Really? After all this time? Wow, it's like the author wants me to tell you a nickname so he doesn't need to write Mr. Inkling 500 times." Mr. Inkling said.
"Basically yeah..." Francis yawned.
"Call me Inky." Mr. Inkling said, "it's my real name."
"Inky, I like it" Francis said.
"FRANCIS I THOUGHT YOU WERE STEERING THE RAFTTTT!!!!" Inky screams.
"What? It's fine..." He says as he turns around. "OH GODDDDDD HELP ME TURN THIS AROUNDDDDD!!!"
There was a giant rock in their path! "AHHHHHHHH" They both scream!
YOU ARE READING
teh adventure ov inkling: The Awakening
HumorCredit to my friend for making the cover art. If you haven't read the first one, don't. This is a joke haha
