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

camp triggered

Yaay camping~~

Can't wait to see Hachi again--

HALT NANA HASN'T BEEN NAMED NANA YET—

TRIGGEREDD—

wait invalid use of meme; exterminate

"Camp time, camp time~!!" Goggles cheered, holding a pack of rice.

Honestly, you had no idea why you were even invited.

"I've always wanted to go camping with everyone!" Goggles chirped, gazing at the jellyfish.

'Hhh where's Hachi and maggots?'

"There they are!" Goggles chimed, looking towards the octopop's direction.

"Hachi!" Goggles waved excitedly.

"Goggles!"

"We're here to play~!!" Goggles briefly explained, running towards them. You followed him, despite the heavy weight of your (f/c) backpack slowing you down.

"So this is where you're living!"

"Yeah! I thought of finding a place in the inkling cities, but," Hachi looked towards his kitchenware, "This is pretty fun!"

"Stocked up!"

"Hachi's a metal genius, after all!"

"No shit, Sherlock."

"The other's also helped make them," Hachi admitted, looking at the unnamed Nana.

"I see! So Afro, Pony, and Nana are good with their hands too?"

FUCKING FINALLY

"That's what you're gonna call us?! Hairstyles?!"

"True," you agreed, "They do have headgear as well..."

"That's kind of cute!" Pony chirped, "Thanks!"

"I guess it's okay..."

'HHHHH actually Afro x Pony seems like a potential ship...?'

"Then let's get to preparing the camp!"

"Yeah!"

And thus came the cliche montage of setting up the tent and whatever shit.

"Tent!!" Goggles cheered, becoming a tent.

"YOU'RE THE TENT?!"

"In order to become a tent, one must be one with the tent," you mundanely claimed, becoming a tent as well. 'Hhh this is a nice view... Oh, there's Army!'

"THAT'S A FAILURE OF AN EXPLANATION!!"

"Next is dinner," Headphones shrugged.

"What should we make?"

You turned to Army in the background, "I think he knows—"

"Indeed (Y/n), when you think of camp..." Army began, presenting his vegetables, "The meal must consist of curry!"

"NUU WHAT DID YOU DO TO LARRY THE CUCUMBER FROM MY CHRISTIAN VEGETALES EPISODES?!"

"HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE CUCUMBER WITH HIM!!"

"Captain Curry!"  Goggles chirped happily.

"Huh? 'Captain Curry'?" Hachi asked, likely questioning the tittle.

"It's 'Army'!"

"He's one of Inkopolis' S4," Headphones explained.

"His rank is S+ and he's strong!"

"Pfft, I'm stronger."

"Ooh, 'rank'?"

"What are yours?"

Des.

A.

Point.

Ment.

Occurred as their ranks were comically presented.

"More importantly, I shall use this manual to craft the best curry!" Army exclaimed, vigorously opening this manual and reading it, "Just you wait!"

"Okay!"

"Goggles!" Hachi called, turning to said blue idiot, "I want to have a turf war!"

"Yeah!" Goggles beamed, "Let's empty out tummies!"

"It's already empty!"

'Oml so puure.'

And so we commence the time skip~

--HHH time skip--

"Now, time for curry!" Army exclaimed, hot pot in hand.

"Yaay!"

"Oh? Army you dropped somthing~" you cooed, sneaking up to him and literally taking the photo to X rank squiddos out of his pocket-- even though it was bound to fall anyway.

"A photo?" asked Hachi curiously, looking at the photo in your hand.

"Of who?"

"Ahh they're the X Rank team," Army explained, looking at it.

"X?"

"It's a newly made rank--"

"Not really..." you interrupted, sweatdropping, "It's above S+."

"Higher than S+!?"

"Mhm. I found it rather interesting, so I did so I did some research," Army explained aGaIn, "Since theirs a possibility we might clash in battle."

As everyone went off to do their own thing, you examined the photo more closely.

'Hn? I'm surprised no one noticed but...

Why does that inkling...'

You froze as you dropped the photo.

'... She looks like me...?'

A/n: haha.

take.

and

die

inside

for

i

have

given

u

yet

again

another

cliffhanger

but

THIS CHAP HAS 500 WORDS HECKIN SHORT AND DOESN'T CONTAIN CUSSING IM ASHAMED TO CALL MYSELF THE AUTHOR OF THIS BOOK--

Or... maybe I'm not the author...?

*gets hit by random roller* Ouch nevermind then.

Oh well, Reader-chan is starting to have an identity...