Splatoon Manga Various x Modern! Otaku! Reader [DISCONTINUED]

I'm fucking here!

You dashed into the crowd, pushing, shoving, doing whatever you could to see Sasu-gay but an inkling with your own eyes.

OMFG THERE HE FUCKING IISS

ARRGHHH

'OML I CAN DIE HAPPY NOW

WAIT NOT BEFORE I SEE EVERYONE ELSE'

You were so happy, your ears just automatically made the crowd completely inaudible.

All but Goggles' peppy voice.

"You may be rank S+, but I won't lose!"

Glasses' err— *cough cough* Spec's, because it's a better name, was about to open his very-annoyed mouth of his, before you interrupted.

"You can do it, Goggles!"
This obviously caught him and Specs's off-guard, but they soon brushed it off— well except for Headphones and Specs, as they gave you a questioning look.

"Sure," Rider coldly replied like he should, yaay, you didn't change no plot. Though, really, what have you done so far?

"No shit, Sherlock," you muttered, slightly annoyed.

'Ah, wait! Goggles he'll pants him, now!'

Your eyes darted towards him, or where he was. 'Did he already—'

"You shouldn't ignore us!"

You bursted out laughing, while everyone stared in shock, Specs cryin' like a sissy.
Riders pants. Down.

"Pfft, I knew it would happen bu— but, haha!" you kept on going, standing close to Specs, but his cries not drowning mine.

Rider did, well, the fucking obvious, wouldn't you know, as you casually patted his back as if you'd known him for long, but all for fun.
"Haha, you did well, Rider," you remarked wiping off a delicate tear of joy, all while he coldly shoved my hand off, pushing me away.
"When did you get there?" He muttered. You chose to ignore it, mainly to watch the scene that dare bestow upon me.

"Well, we have no idea if we'll be fighting him or not, right?"

"You idiot! Don't you know what rank we are?!"

Another chuckle came from the sunshine that is you, but was quickly silenced when my rank, S, was displayed. A thin arrow pointing to it along with the blue team's.

'HAAH DOES THIS MEAN IM A MAIN CHARACTER NOW?! I HAVN'T DONE SO AS TO INTRODUCE MYSELF!'

"IF WE LOSE IN THE FIRST ROUND, IT'S AN IMMEDIATE DISQUALIFICATION!"

"Yep, cause your entering even though you're the so-called idiot-team," you finally spoke up.  'Hey, if I wanna befriend them, nows the time.'

"Ah, well that's—"

"Silence Glasses... And quit staring at me like that, Headphones it's creeping me out... And hey there, Goggles, Bobble Hat. I'd say you guys are my favorite," you interrupted, immediately  noticing Specs' mouth agape, "And I'm (Y/n), let's get along, but mate, that'll probably be very easy."