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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Ethics / Morality
- Published: 11/28/2022
Disclaimer: This story takes place in the world of Splatoon. I have not created this world, however the characters and story are by me. Please check out Splatoon as this story is based off that game.
Night time had arrived, and most inklings were either at home asleep, or in the shoal still playing games. It was raining lightly, net enough to be harmful, but still a nuisance anyway. Aurora was walking down the street in her neon red poncho, a pair of paint-covered blue sneakers, damp blue shorts.
Clutching her dim flashlight, she walked down the sidewalk. The day had been going so well. She had just moved to Reedside, and won four out of five of her turf wars. But as she was driving home, a lunatic crashed into her car, sending it into the ditch on the side of the road. Insurance was a luxury, and Reedside's police force had other, more pressing matters at hand, so she had to walk home.
As she was walking back to her apartment, the flashlight then flickered and went out.
“Dammit, I knew I should have charged these," Aurora muttered.
The area was pitch black, and the moon was nowhere to be seen. Aurora stumbled in the dark, and tripped over a stone. She put her hands in front of her instinctively and scraped her knee on a loose shard of glass.
“Are you okay?” A voice called out. “You took quite the fall.”
“Who are you?” Aurora nervously replied.
“The name’s Naxie.” The voice answered. “What’s yours?”
“Aurora.” She replied. “Want me to help patch that up?”
“Yeah.”
Some of the viscous ink was oozing out of the tear, and Naxie wrapped up the area.
“Thanks.” Aurora said.
“No problem!” Naxie replied. “I’m gonna get my light real quick.”
She struck a match and then lit a lantern, revealing her appearance. She was an octoling with a fishscale vest, a tattered Inkline tee, a cracked pair of glasses, and messy blue tentacles.
“You're an-”
“An octoling, I know.” Naxie said. “I can go back…”
“No, no, it’s okay.”
“You’re not going to fight me? Run?” Naxie was surprised at Aurora’s lack of hostility.
“Nah. But that still begs the question, why are you up here?”
“To get away from the dumpster fire in octo valley.” Naxie replied. “Duh.”
“Well you could stay at my place.”
“That’d be nice.”
“Oh, and I’m sorry for lashing out earlier.” Aurora apologized.
“It’s fine, I expected just as much.”
The two walked back to Aurora’s house.
“Would you like a hot beverage?” Aurora offered. “No caffeine here, I don’t need artificial stimulation, unlike some other inklings I know.”
“Y-Yeah. I would.”
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