Gloves' POV
The couch from team cyan was big enough for four inklings, and as the girls decided to do something for themselves alone, we boys were complete. Designer Headphones, Mask, Half-Rimz and me.
It's been awhile since I was in Mask's house, so I looked around, as if it was new to me. Some things even changed, but of course the main spot was the same.
The gamer corner with the multiple games, which they own.
It's massive, but with the thought that this team is the real gamer dream team, it was obvious, why they had so many stuff about this topic. They had litarelly each device four times, and whenever I visited the team, at least someone was gaming. Kinda unsocial, but at least they were okay with that. Gaming is part of their life and therefore I didn't blame them at all.
We all stared at the TV and watched, how Mask started the switch, after he mentioned the game which he wanted to play.
At the beginning I was suprised about the flex from annoyed into nice, but meanwhile I could understand it.
Whenever Mask is mad or sad, gaming was the only cure for him. He told me this many times, and as it came into my head, I shook my head fast, because it was a shame, that I forgot this for a short time. It was such an important info about him, beside that he suffer under hay fever, but oh well ... unfortunately it happened, even if it was 'only' for a short time. Luckily, it wasn't noticeable.
"What will the girls do?" I asked curious to Mask and looked back to the two ladies.
"Oh, don't worry about them. They're happy. Trust me. Now I want to see you play my self-built course" he mumbled loudly and put the game in. I gulped and thought back into the past, when I gamed last time, and couldn't remember it. It must be a long time ago, that I didn't succeed with that, and came into sweating, when I grabbed the device, for controling the TV.
I chose the game which Mask wanted and then, as he leaded me to his first built level, I tried to play the thing with high concentration through.
[Y/N]'s POV
I beated Mask from the S4 but somehow he didn't accept it and was rather like a sore loser. We lost therefore our fourth member to try my first round of league, and so we were supposed to find a new one.
Gloves and Half-Rimz didn't give up so easily though and went away without me to get him back.
Time passed and all what I did, was standing a bit in the inkopolis square. Alone, with some squids next to the shops. It felt empty and it seemed like bringing Mask back would be harder than I thought. Gloves cammanded me to stay here, so I didn't go after them. I followed my leaders' words and wiped my thoughts of helping them away.
I didn't even know if I'd be great enough help, so maybe to wait here was either way a better idea.
I waited and waited and got bored. I had to do something, which could deal with me, so I looked around. Unfortunately I was too scared to try some stuff out without my two main supporters, so I kept being busy with nothing. I actually decided then to go away, for a short walk, but just as I wanted to leave the square, someone hold me back on purpose.
"Hey you. Are you [Y/N]?" a male voice asked behind me in a very kind way but didn't let me go by holding my wrist out of nowhere.
I turned around and looked into the boy's eyes really confused, because I never saw him before, even though he knew my name. He wore sunglasses and had purple tentacles. The rest of his gear I couldn't recognize and stayed confused by his apperance. I had no clue who that was and what he wanted, but I didn't make a bitchy move and ran away. I just froze and stayed patient.
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FanfictionTHE COMPLETE STORY GETS REWRITTEN BEFORE CONTINUATION! This is a story based on the game splatoon and the manga coroika. I do not own the game or manga and any of the involved characters. Credits for the manga go to the creator Sankichi Hinodeya and...
