Splatoon Fanfic: Like No Other (Fem!Agent 3 x Male!Reader)

08. (Revised Ending)

"Hey boss, we found her,"

An inkling wearing a denim jumpsuit and a beanie put down an envelope onto a wooden table. He slid the envelope to a figure sitting down on a swivel chair facing away and towards the city skyline of Inkopolis. The man in the chair turned around, revealing his black suit, fedora and cigarette. He picked up the envelope, taking  his finger and opening the envelope. Inside were a few photos of someone. Satisfied, he smiled and slid another envelope to the inkling wearing a denim jumpsuit. Opening it, he took out was $200,000 worth of Cephalonian Dollars. Happy, he took out a cigarette and a lighter, lighting up the cigarette and perching it on his mouth,

"So boss, what you need for her?" He asked, "she's a hotty, but what has she actually got on her? Money? Wealthy relatives?"

"She hasn't got much of a family, but she has a friend she would be willing to sacrifice anything to protect," the boss stated, "if we get both of them, we can get anything we'd like."

"But do we really need to take the girl?" The pawn asked, "taking one guy would be easier."

"Both of them means that we can get things from both of them," the boss replied,

"Right, so when do we strike?" He asked, "and why would she do anything to protect him?"

"Why? Well, she had another friend before, the late Agent 3.5," the boss continued, "she wouldn't want to lose another person she's gotten so close to, wouldn't she?"

The boss examined the photos. They were rather low quality, but workable photos of an orange haired girl and a blue haired boy,

"Elizabeth Mint, and (Y/N) (L/N)," the boss named, "we can get anything with these two with us."

"Sounds good,"

"We will strike when her guard's down. I trust you will be ready to strike anytime?"

"Anytime boss," the figure told him, "anytime."

"Good," the boss turned back round on his seat, "you will get the other $800,000 when we have both of them. Now go."

"Yes boss," the figure bowed, leaving the room.

-

"Oi Griggs, do I have to lift all of these myself?!" Sheckley complained, hauling out debris from the pipe,

"Sorry Sheck, but I have my own matter of urgency to attend to!" Griggs replied, holding up one of Marie's bird cages, "these little fellas need some more air!"

"Griggs, those are animatronics," Sheckley pointed out, pointing at the obvious but of wiring sticking out,

"Wha? I thought Marie was doing tests on them,"Griggs thought,

"Goddamnit, put those down and help me out here or so help me God!" Sheckley threatened,

"Yeah! Let God help you out! He's all powerful and can lift some rocks!"

"Motherfucker..."

While Griggs and Sheckley were busy with their own things, the other agents were cleaning up the place. Putting plastic cups and paper plates into bin bags, sweeping up loose bits of food, folding up sleeping bags and folding up blankets.

"So let me get this straight," 6 inquired, "you were promoted to Commander because you could kill stuff and now you help run the Splatoon with 3?"

"Pretty much," 4 responded, wearing his Commander beret, "maybe he knows something about me that I don't."

"Must be weird for someone to know something about the other person without the other person knowing," 6 replied, "maybe you got your memory wiped or something."