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Marie of the squid sisters was getting married to Callie. Her all time partner. To everyone's honesty, they knew it’d happen eventually. Their relationship was balanced and unbalanced at the same time. Callie is the fun going “no idea” kind of inkling, and Marie was the realist with a need to enjoy even the small ridiculous parts of life. Even to the agent that’s been with her since their hero business, knew that it’d be inevitable.
Still, part of them wished they would open up to that green realist inkling much sooner. Perhaps by some off chance, she would have accepted the ring they held in their hand. The ring that could’ve been.
Agent Four, ever since becoming an agent of the Squidbeak Splatoon and rescuing Callie from the octarians, had become bitter externally when left alone. This was because of witnessing numerous times; the closeness of both the idols.
They never asked Marie what she thought of them, but the answer should’ve been most expected.
Callie then proposed to Marie, and that sealed the deal.
Even then though, Four stood by her knowing full well that she could never be theirs with that ring on her.
And that brings us to where they are now. In a wedding hall, sitting beside the other agents of the Splatoon as, looking quickly at their ring before putting it away, and is now just witnessing the greatest beauty of them all.
The doors opened, revealing Marie in a lovely wedding dress. Her hair took a ponytail look over her usual style. Gracefully, she walked down the path to where Callie was waiting with tears in her eyes.
Agent 4 didn’t exactly endure hearing the vows. This was a time to be happy and hearing how devoted they are to each other made them feel as such. It’s only that they wished they were up there. Even as their best person just to see her pretty face.
After that, there was a party. Much of what you’d expect. Cake, conversations, congrats, Pearl from Off the Hook breaking the mics. It was fun.
But enough was enough. Four had the chance to leave and escape. He figured it was enough that he attended the wedding at least for the minimum amount of time which included the pronouncing of wife and wife at most. Some cookies were taken and they were out to the hall and to the exit, but not until one last look at Marie sitting with Callie by a table. They looked around with smiles on their faces with all the familiar faces and more. Marie’s eyes then saw Four when she turned her head around. She waved at him positively. They forced a smile, and waved neutrally. Agent 4 then went out, turning his back and moving out.
Out the doors he went to an empty hall. Symbolism was thrown all over the place with this area representing an empty part of a person. The emptiness of the hall itself may hint that Four was the first to leave. They couldn’t help but stop midway through their walk and chuckle at them thinking to themselves this.
“I’m so pathetic...”
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Heels were then heard from the where they just went out.
Turning around out of curiosity, Four found that those noises…
Came from Marie.
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“Hey, Miss Marie.” They said blandly.
“Hello, Four.” She said bluntly.
“Congrats on your wedding with Callie.” The blandness continues.
“Don’t continue lying to me, Four. I can just tell you’re feeling down. Facial expressions, way of speech, and all.” The expression rose.
“And your oddly being calm with this.”
“That’s because I know why you're acting like a piece of calamari.”
“... What…?”
“I know why you’re mad.” She looked at them seriously.
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Indeed, Four was mad. Marie's charger eyes never failed to catch the details. Their urge to yell at her to leave them alone was at a tempting level. However, other people's feelings matter. So they kept their “cool” as they faced completely at her.
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“And what might it be?”
“You wishing you could be with me. You know? Heart to heart?”
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The beans were spilled slightly by the notice, until Four themselves spilled it all.
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“To that of which, you are correct about.”
“I know I am. Four, I’ve got something to tell you and you really have to hear what I have to say.”
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