Coroyakuza

Thirty Seven|| The Closure She Needed

The relieved and genuinely happy smile on Bobble's face was enough to melt all of the Blue Gang's hearts. "I'm out of here!" She laughed as she tackled Headphones to the ground. "I'm freeeee!" Specs chuckled and helped the two up. Goggles pulled his friend into a hug.

Her smile faded once he pulled away. "I guess I have to get back to 'work', right?" Specs shook his head, "There's no need for that. You missed out on a lot, let's fill you in." She tilted her head in confusion while the rest of her friends just smiled at her.

Headphones grabbed her hand and lead them to her truck. Specs and Goggles sat in the bed of the truck. "You down for some shwaffles?" Headphones asked. "Yeah, haven't had one in a while," Bobble said, looking out the window. "So how have you been?" the short girl asked. "I'm good. Great, actually. N-Pacer and I started dating and well, now that you're back I'm even happier," she said with a bright smile.

Bobble was happy to finally be out of the psych ward. She felt like the stupid white walls were gonna make her go ballistic. She pulled through though and now that she was back with her teammates, she couldn't be happier.

Of course, she was curious about what even happened with Mask, and she wasn't even sure if they were gonna meet again. She didn't think she wanted to see him anyway. What would even happen?

"We're here," Headphones said suddenly. "Right, right," Bobble mumbled, exiting the car. Goggles excitedly grabbed her hand and ran towards the entrance of the square. When he opened the small gate, he looked at Bobble to see her response.

"Deca Tower is open again?" She immediately noticed. She watched as a group of inklings laughed and tripped over themselves as they entered the tower. "The arcade is too," Bobble noted aloud. "When did the Oyabun have a change of heart?" she asked. Headphones bit on her lip, "I'm gonna go order the food. Go find a table to sit at."

Goggles quickly sat at a table under an umbrella before a Jelly could. The small Jelly frowned and turned away, walking towards the table in the hot sun. "Sorry sir! Ya snooze, ya lose!" Goggles laughed apologetically. Bobble sat down as well, watching a pigeon fly away as she did so.

It wasn't long before Headphones approached with a tray in her hands. "One galactic seanwich and a special-charge shake for Specs, a triple fried galactic shwaffle for Gogs, a deep fried shwaffle and a special-up smoothie for Bobble, and, of course, the special-saver latte for me," she served, taking a long sip from her latte.

"Okay so basically, the Oyabun is dead."

•

Although Des and Mask were not in the most romantic relationship, their hands always ended up intertwined when they were done with their sessions.

Des rested his head on Mask's bare chest as the older stroked his tentacles and held his hand. A small grumble was heard from Des' stomach. "Huuuungry?" Mask asked. "A little."

Aloha's head suddenly popped into the room, "Did I hear someone say hungry?" A bright and excited smile was on his face. For the past week, all they have been eating was curry. The pink inkling's smile suddenly faded when he noticed both of them were naked. "Do you not lock your door?" he asked with a disgusted look. "At least we weren't as looouuud," Mask retorted, draping the covers over the both of them. Aloha opened his mouth to counter back but shrugged, "Fair enough."

They all kinda just stayed there, staring at each other.

"So y'all want food or what?" Aloha asked. A pillow flew to his face. "Shit then, okay," he mumbled, throwing the pillow back at them. "Rude ass," he stuck his tongue out and closed the door. "Want some shwaaaaffles?" Mask asked. "A seanwich sounds really good right about now," Des admitted, looking up at him with his big cyan eyes. "Yooouu look really good right about nooow," Mask smirked, planting a small kiss on Des's forehead.