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Aloha was nervous when the animationics called them all out to... The outside? At least... The Ocean, which... Rather made sense to him actually. Before he had made his way outside, however, a certain Yellow inkling pulled him to the side, hissing through the mask he wore. He shoved the other’s shirt towards himself. 

“You’re going to want this. If you don’t, I’m sure something bad would happen. You’re going to want to thank me.” The inkling pulled the shirt onto the other, buttoning it up for him. “I know you-”

“I’ll be fine.” Aloha said rather... Coldly to the inkling, before heading back into the courtroom. He joined the others in the crowd, picking up a pile of sand. His attitude changed though, growing back to his normal, bubbly one. He grinned, making his way over to Blue.

Sleep was the only thing on his mind once the music had stopped. His head was pounding, and he still felt sick, despite almost entirely emptying his stomach at this point. He could barely focus when the animationics called everyone down to see... A dead body. Aloha stood where he was, freezing up while they spoke, listening into the different whispers that went around the vicinity.  After pulling himself out of the moment of near-to disassociation, he went back to the bathroom. At this point... It really grew to be a comfort place for the Pink Inkling. 

With feeling so sick, he started to feel... Hot. Like his body was trying to keep itself afloat, so he pulled his button-up off, turned on the water, and soaked it. He knew that water wasn’t probably the best thing for him at the moment, but god, anything that was cool would be better than staying like he was. He pressed the damp cloth to his forehead, wincing at the itchy feeling it put against his skin, but it was worth it, if he could just cool down. 

He wiped himself down with the damp cloth before wringing it out, slipping out of the bathroom and to his own room. He put the shirt out next to his bed, putting one of the blankets over it in some attempt to try to soak up the remaining water. Aloha made his way out of his room after a few minutes and slipped back to where everyone was situated. The binder he wore under the button-up still was damp from his earlier attempt at cooling himself down.

Then he saw something, and heard some whispers.

His name.

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A disturbance in the universe is felt.

Something utterly stupid. 

Something... Without pants..

“…”

Aloha earns a long, judgmental stare from the yellow Inkling… The silent seconds feeling progressively more uncomfortable as she thinks on his ask for ‘help’ so to speak… 

“I suppose you can come with me. This once. But I expect dinner paid once we’re done.”

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❛Y’all. I’m not leaving tonight with a dozen partners. I don’t really.. Know him that much either.. That’s.. Kinda awkward. I mean.. ❜ He fidgeted with his hands for a moment, before huffing. 

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That limited the options for the pink inkling. Severely. Well, thankfully, a certain yellow inkling was passing by. And by a certain one, the luck of the draw was N-Pacer. He tugged on her shirt, a nervous grin on his face.

      “… Don’t make me go into mum mode cause I will if I have too to keep Blue safe.”

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🎵   ⦊ ⦊ @inkybluez​

❛That’s easy.❜ He made his way over to the blue inkling, pulling on her hat to get her attention. He put it on his head. He took the rim between his fingers, a devious smile crawling to his features. 

aloha–kun:

『TEXT』 yea

『TEXT』 doesn’t everyone?

Aloha stared at his phone, before putting it down on a table and climbing onto a couch. This.. Might be a while, worth it to get comfortable at least.

『TEXT』 why?

[Text] [How are they? If you don’t mind me asking… ]

Prince checks the time on his phone - Wondering when the rest of his team will be coming home.

『TEXT』 Ah.. I.. Really haven’t checked in on them for a while.

Prince stares up at the ceiling. He wanted to write more, tell Aloha, heck, anyone really more. About his family, about himself, about… them… 

However he can’t do it. The young Inkling feels too caged in his current situation. You know… since now, his life is better. Everything now is better for him. So there shouldn’t be any problems. Any reason to think or even worry about the past.

But truth is… he could never quite confront it. Never work on what happened before their climb to fame and lay it to rest. He only ran away from it.  He hides it, pretends it’s not there, never happened - Denies it’s existence.

Especially since he has gotten so focused on being the best for Emperor’s team. Too be like his big brother. Be someone else… 

Turning his attention back to his phone, Prince’s finger hovers over the button to turn it off. He struggles to just dismiss it all again. 

But after a solid minute, he opens his texts again and the conversation he has with Aloha.

[Text] [It is.]

[Text] [No, he wasn’t nice. But he ignored me.]

Prince pauses… wondering… 

[Text] [Aloha, do you have family?]

『TEXT』 yea

『TEXT』 doesn’t everyone?

Aloha stared at his phone, before putting it down on a table and climbing onto a couch. This.. Might be a while, worth it to get comfortable at least.

Aloha had found himself back at his room after his bathroom visit, and went along with a certain.. voice in his head when daylight came. He made his way out of his room, staring wide-eyed at the open room that was his neighbors. Something in his chest hurt at seeing the animatronic on the bed. He felt.. scared. At this point in the little game involving the jukebox, he had reached a point where his ears were hurting, his head wasn’t clear, but the pain from the volume was dulled. Overexposure, more than anything. 

He felt exhausted.