Chapter 26

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     Alan woke up at about 4am, so it was still dark out, but he could feel the warmth of Mara's body. Are some point in the middle of the night, Mara had curled up in Alan's arms, her head pressed against his chest.
     Alan couldn't move without waking her, because she was laying on his left arm, so he just sat there and listened to the sound of Mara's deep, even breathing.
     Damn, I'm lucky. He thought. I'm lucky to have found someone so fucking beautiful, and someone I can trust.
     God. He thought. Thanks for blessing me with the one. Even if she's not human, she's still the one. Thank you.
     Mara squirmed in her sleep, then Alan noticed the anguish on her face.
     She must've started having a nightmare. He thought. He stroked her...hair/tentacles/I don't fucking know. He noticed that they were very smooth, and felt wetish, but when he pulled his hand away, it was dry.
     He continued to try and comfort her, but to no avail. Mara continued to squirm, until she cried out in horror, still asleep.
     At this point, Alan went into "fuck it" mode and sat up, pulling his arm out from under Mara's light body. He shook her gently and said,"Wake up Mara. Wake up!"
     Mara woke up alright, but she was freaking the fuck out. She punched Alan in the face and cried,"No! No please!!"
     Then she came to her senses and realized what just happened.
     "Oh my God, Alan I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed.
     Alan rubbed his cheek where she hit him and said,"Your a harder hitter than you look."
    Despite what was happening, Mara smirked and said,"Why do you say that?"
     "Well first off it feels like you weigh like 10 pounds cause your so fucking light, and secondly I didn't think Inklings could hit so hard, not having to bones and all."
    Mara yawned and said,"What the is it?"
     "It's like 3am."
     "Hey could you two fuckin keep it down?" A voice said from the other side of their bedroom wall. An Inkopolin in the apartment beside theirs.
     "I git you two got suttin goin on, but 3a fuckin m is not the time to be goin at it."(And yes, I mean it in the way it sounds)
    Mara and Alan locked eyes and blushed. Mara laid back down and said,"I'm going back to sleep. Feel free to join me, it's too early to be out and about."
     Alan laid back down and put an arm around her. Mara took his hand in hers and sighed in contentment. She snuggled into him a little bit more, seeking his body heat,(their AC got broken in the attack, so they couldn't turn it off.), Alan closed his eyes and sleep overcame him quickly.

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     "God damn, so fuckin inconsiderate for da peeps tryin tu sleep." The Octoling boy said to himself as he rolled over in bed, trying to go back to sleep.
     Do they really fuckin think dat dey can make sumn work out? He thought restlessly. That boy is a fuckin human ahn Agen 3 is a fuckin Inkling! Deir relationship will nevah fuckin work out.
     The Octoling finally got comfortable and felt himself slipping into sleep again.
     Why did dey have to fuckin wake me up at dis time in da fuckin mornin. I was havin a good dream. 3 a fuckin m is not the fuckin time to be goin at it, shit.

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     "Report Ms. Haxleton."
     "So far, repairs have begun and the Skies have called upon Soviet Russia for help."
     "Well then, let's get Rat 4 in there and see what they can get into."
     "Right away sir." Ms. Haxleton began walking away, stepping over Ms. Hamilton's mutilated body to do so, trying to avoid getting blood on her high heels.
     "Oh, and before you go, status report on what's going on between Alan and that Inkling girl he's falling for."
     "Our Animals in the system report that they shared a kiss shortly after the battle, and they..... adopted, a little girl in a way. They are beginning to get very close."
     "Good, the closer they are, the worst it will be for him when I take it all away again."
     The Dictator threw his head back and laughed. Ms. Haxleton made a quick getaway from the room to do as he ordered.
     May God bless the victims of Rat 4. She thought.

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