octowussabi

[octowussabi]

sunshinelulusplatoon​:

“Aww, that sounds sweet. The splatfest are great festivals to hang out at. Usually Collin and I make time at least one night for a date. I bet she really apricated it,” Lulu hummed.

“So important stuff. Always good to talk about that stuff to know which path you guys are taking and whether it aligns or not. Always be open ears to ideas thought. Lulu convinced me to stay in the valley. I wanted us to move out into the city. Heh, glad I listened. Her folks are helpful,” Collin chuckled.

“He’s fine. Still a squishy and not use to every sensation,” Collin remarked to Tay’s comment.

Once on the music, Lulu listened in. Liking what Tay was saying, she wrote things down; Collin taking Seth to give Lulu space to write notes.

“Course I’m up for performing. Though, still got a bit of baby weight I still got to burn off,” Lulu chuckled, “Pants aren’t fitting the same. But once ready, totally ready to perform. I just hope the octarians here are receptive to me. I want to give them a good performance and them have a good time.”

“Yes, well … with the royalty aspect, there’s certainly a lot more to discuss,” Tay agrees, pausing to take a long drink from his own glass. “But it seems like we won’t be having any problems for the moment, and we’ve talked out what’ll happen if we do.”

At Collin’s explanation, he shrugs lightly. “Sensitive, then.”

-

“Oh, that isn’t too much to worry about.” Tay handwaves. “Whenever you’re ready. Maybe in a month, or two? I’m sure the octarians here will love you if their reaction to me is any indication.” He laughs, covering his grin. “The newer generation is quite open-minded, though as such a lot of them have migrated to the surface. But … the octarians that’re still down here need encouragement, and my aim is to provide it. If you do the same—which you will be, by performing—I know they’ll appreciate it. Maybe not everyone, but that’s life.”

After a moment, he looks back down at Seth thoughtfully. “You said you were enjoying parenthood…? I’m sure that doesn’t mean it’s easy… And he’s too young to say words?”

#RP20 #Octwovio #sunshinelulusplatoon #(a month aka probably later on in this same RP)

[octowussabi]

sunshinelulusplatoon​:

Tasting the tea, both Lulu and Collin seemed pleased.

“Thank you Tay. This is wonderful,” Lulu hummed.

Hearing that they were already dating, Lulu eyes lit up.

“Ooooh, what did you do first date?? Did you take her to the splatfest stalls or did you take her somewhere fancy?? Details,” Lulu hummed; excited to hear things.

Collin just chuckled.

“We can keep it a secret,” Collin chuckled, “Though, I curious. What have you guys talked about?”

Sucking on the keys, Seth noticed the cup his mother had. Close enough, Seth touched it before giving out a squeak. Startled, Lulu grabbed up her son up with her tentacles to comfort him; tears forming around his little eyes.

“Say did you hurt your tentacle? Awww, my poor squishy! It’s okay! Mommy is here,” Lulu cooed in comfort.

Getting Seth to settle back down, Lulu set the cup to the side.

“Kids,” Lulu remarked.

Giving a sigh that his son was okay, Collin remarked, “Yes, music. Lulu’s been working on things in her spare time. She’s really excited.”

“Yes! Let me explain the ideas I have,” Lulu replied; once knowing her son was okay.

A long list of things, Lulu explained the music work she had written down for Tay and the ideas she had come up with since the last time they talked; furthering the work she had done while also rewriting some things.

“The reason I changed the vocal notes is because it may not be something most can hit. I can hit a high pitch pretty well but I know Tarts stays on lower keys. So I wanted to make sure it was something anybody could sing along to,” Lulu explained.

“Only the best,” Tay notes, puffing up a little.

He seems caught between eagerly wanting to tell them everything and keeping the whole thing to himself. “Er—well—” He clears his throat. “We met up midway through the ‘fest to hang out, it wasn’t exactly a formal ‘date’… we got stall fare and went to a rooftop together to watch the fireworks.”

At Collin’s question, Tay continues, “Mostly day-to-day things. We were already working together. The future, the past. Whether it’ll work…” He idly runs a hand along his ponytail, which is sloping over his shoulder. “It’s not all exciting and romantic, if that’s what you were expecting, but we have fun.”

When Seth squeaks, the emperor looks down with a pout. “Sensitive, is he?”

Octavio is receptive to the music discussion, appearing to like a lot of Lulu’s ideas while occasionally suggesting small changes or grand ideas he has about music videos and set dressing. “Understandable. The popularity of songs can increase when it’s easy to sing along. It works.” Tay pulls at his moustache. “Ah—and you’re absolutely still up for performing this onstage? I know we’ve been planning the concert and this collab for over half a year, and you certainly seem eager, but…” 

#RP20 #Octwovio #sunshinelulusplatoon

[octowussabi]

sunshinelulusplatoon​:

“Now you think to get a second phone?” Collin jokes.

Jabbing at her husband, Lulu pouts at him as Collin laughs.

“Don’t mind him. He has a habit of breaking his,” Lulu commented.

Waving off Tay’s concerns, Lulu chuckled.

“I would love to hear if any progress with your lady of interest. And I won’t tell a soul. Grandpa doesn’t even know yet. How good grandma is about keeping her mouth closed about family personal business. But let’s get seated first,” Lulu replied.

Getting herself settled, Lulu sets Seth in her laugh as the baby octoling is huffing and squeaking his new toy was taken from him. Though pulling a key ring out of the backpack, Lulu jingles it as it catches Seth attention. Trying to grab for it, Lulu sets it down gently as Seth scoots onto it and starts to wrap his tiny tentacles on the rings and toy keys; beginning to chew on it with his beak.

“Gets him to calm down every time,” Lulu jokes, “And tea would be fine Tay.”

“Tea would be great. If you got any lemons slices, drop some in mine,” Collin commented.

Once everybody was settled, Lulu pulled a small note pad with her own notes as Seth was chewing away on the key ring.

“So, how are things? Have you talked to her?” Lulu asked.

Collin’s joke makes Tay huff and tut, but Lulu’s comment gives him a foothold. “I’ve been too busy fixing less personal issues—at least my phone’s intact.”

At the notion of getting seated, he agrees, pleased enough with the agreement of secrecy. “Tea then, alright, give me a moment…” Instead of calling for staff, Tay walks to a separate room and prepares the tea himself. It didn’t take much effort to pour it out of a jug, after all, nor add a pre-cut lemon slice. He returns with the drinks on a tray. “Here you are—it’s not exactly royal service, but I’m a royal and I’m serving it. Oh, and we did have lemons.”

He seats himself after putting the tray down on a nearby small table.

“Talked to her? Lulu, we’ve been dating for months.” He lets this set in, even though there was absolutely no way of her knowing this prior. “Since that Pokémon Splatfest—it is an absolute, highest tier secret, however, which is why you mustn’t tell anyone. We’re dodging any press coverage. It’s … quite exciting, really, but necessary.”

Tay clears his throat, trying to change the subject. “Now, the music?”

#RP20 #Octwovio #sunshinelulusplatoon

[octowussabi]

sunshinelulusplatoon​:

It takes him a few tries, but Seth finally grabs onto Tay’s hand. Still too young to get suckers to attach, he just wraps his tiny tentacle around a finger before tugging.

“He thinks everything is some kind of play toy. He loves affection and attention,” Collin chuckled.

Looking at his father before looking back at Tay, he gives a small squeak before tugging at Tay’s finger again.

Hearing Tay, Lulu just chuckled.

“Nah, it’s my fault too. I’ve been busy as well. I knew grandpa was busy, but now in his chair, I never knew how busy. It’s a lot and then I got motherhood on top of it, I just haven’t reached out to a lot of friends like I should have,” Lulu replied, “That being said, how have things been? Adjusting to the hot seat okay? How about that girl? Made a move yet?”

“There is a lot of opportunities for him, so will have to see. He has a whole life of opportunities and can’t wait to be there for them,” Collin chuckled.

“Collin is really enjoying parenthood and being a dad. He’s so helpful. Don’t know what I would do without him,” Lulu remarked with a slight blush, “Why don’t we take a seat and catch up on the music we were trying to work on.”

Fiddling in the backpack, still able to hold onto Seth as she slipped his tentacle off Tay’s finger, to a huffy Set, as Collin helped her, Lulu pulled out a folder when she took a seat on the couch.

“I’ve actually done some more drafting on music and lyrics if you want to look,” Lulu commented as she held out the folder.

“He is SO cute,” Tay gushes, happy that Seth managed a weak grip. He responds to the baby’s squeak with his own involuntary squeeing noise.

“Oh, you don’t have to apologise, Lulu.” In a rare turn of events, the emperor shakes his head, apparently wanting to take full responsibility for his perceived failures. “Your plate is undoubtedly more full than mine. Ah…” He pauses to consider the barrage of questions.

“It’s been … tolerable. Everyone wants a piece of me—which I like, but I’m thinking about getting a second phone for personal contacts only.” He rubs his chin with his free hand, mostly to hide a blush. “And if you want to hear about my love life, you have to swear no word of it goes beyond your family—not to your closest confidants, your casual co-workers, and especially not anyone from this world.”

On returning to Seth’s interests, Tay nods appreciatively at Collin. “Only time will tell.” He perks up at the mention of his and Lulu’s collab, remembering the plans. “Our concert! Of course,” after snapping his (now free) fingers, he motions toward the room’s seating. “Let’s see what you’ve got. Er, want any refreshments first? Let’s see, I’ve got some iced tea…”

#RP20 #Octwovio #sunshinelulusplatoon

[octowussabi]

sunshinelulusplatoon​:

Lulu was playing with Seth on the floor when her phone next to her went off. Answering it, the surprise shouting and concern made her chuckle.

“Hey Tay. I’m okay. Just playing with my son. Collin went to the grocery store with mom so just give it thirty minutes and we’ll be over. I’ll bring over the music stuff too,” Lulu chuckled, “See you in a bit.”

More like 45 minutes and the couple was walking through a portal; small bag in Collin’s hand as Lulu was carrying Seth.

HI! Come say hi to Seth,“ Lulu chuckled as she held her son out.

Still a bit tiny, the baby octoling was looking around with bright purple eyes before spotting Tay. Looking at him, he held a tentacle up as if to try and grab something.

"Labor was exhausting but it went quick,” Lulu commented, “Hatch during the day so got to see his first hours.”

Collin was just grinning as Lulu talked.

“Vio has been a happy octo and Athena just spoils him. Precious balances things and helps Lulu out when need be but for the most part we got things. Heheh, look at my little rascal. Grow up to be a great musician one day,” Collin chuckled.

“He doesn’t have to go into music. He can find his own path. I just want him healthy and happy,” Lulu spoke, rubbing her son’s face.

“Your SON?!” Tay sputters, his phone nearly slipping through his fingers. “Oohhhh, I missed the birth, and the hatching… Thirty minutes? Yes, I’ll see you then.”

With the half-hour wait, Tay has time for a speedy shower and a change into some tidier, casual clothing. He’s already sitting back down when the family arrives, but he springs up again to greet them. “Welcome—OH MY COD,” he exclaims, instantly charmed by the baby octoling. “Well aren’t you the most precious thing I’ve ever seen~? Whaddacutelittleguy—His name’s Seth, you say?” He offers his hand for Seth to latch onto.

Remembering his situation, Tay bows his head. “Oh Lulu, I am SO sorry. You have my deepest, most profound apologies for giving such late-owed congratulations. I’m the worst relative—I’ve just been so busy with everything, but that’s no excuse…” He goes on, practically grovelling except for the one captive hand still entertaining Seth.

“...Music? Yes, I think with his genetics and environment, he’d make a good musician. But you never know, he might get more into agriculture given the nature of your valley.”

#RP20 #Octwovio #sunshinelulusplatoon

[octowussabi]

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“Oh thank you,” Peony said, putting the paper in her pocket, before moving Buddy from her shoulder to her arms

“I can believe that. Dad’s had to start seriously limiting who can have his number cause his phone was ringing 24/7.”

Peony sat down, slightly frowning at Tay’s comment, deciding to take Sabi’s advice, buckling up before holding Buddy close to her chest, though it didn’t take long into the trip for Buddy to curl up and fall asleep.

True to Tay’s claims, it does end up being a smooth ride, but the sudden lurch when they come to a halt is enough to justify the seatbelt twenty times over.

“Is this a good place for you to get out? I don’t want to go too deep into Splatsville with this thing, I’m sure you understand…” Tay looks back to make sure this is acceptable before opening the hatch.

“If you both have trouble getting home—which I’m sure you won’t—” Sabi adds, “We do know someone that finds it easier to travel between worlds. But um, just thinking about going home usually seems to work, so…” He doesn’t seem to know how to end the conversation properly.

“Don’t be a stranger, basically.” Tay chuckles.

“Yes, um, it’s always nice to meet family from other worlds. Well—maybe not always, but you know...”

#(no worries lol) #RP19 #Octwovio #Wussabi #asksquidbeakagents

[octowussabi]

@sunshinelulusplatoon

Octavio yawns and stretches, landing on his chaise lounge with a thunf. It seemed like forever since he’d had a moment to himself, what with all the meetings and projects and ceremonies and paperwork. Tay hadn’t really understood the gravity of being emperor some five years ago, but now that he’d taken responsibility, it seemed ever-present.

He’d finished for today, though. There had to be some balance between work and life—he couldn’t lie around all day like he used to, but he couldn’t do a 160-hour workweek either. It would be better to have a daily cut-off so he could relax without thinking about the future of the Octarian empire (inevitable), starting today.

Despite this, he decides to switch on his shellphone. It had been blowing up with messages recently, so he’d just turned it off to forget. If anyone REALLY wanted to speak with him, they should just ask in person. Scrolling through, he ignores all the ones that are definitely work related, before stopping and gazing in horror. Several missed texts from Lulu!

How long had it been since their last meet-up? He’d had all eight tentacles tied up with everything. At least she was probably busy too, what with her new ruling responsibilities, her husband—AND HER PREGNANCY?!—instead of reading through what he’s missed, he dials her number.

“Hello?! I JUST got your messages, is everything alright with you? Got time to come over?? This is a formal invitation—”

#RP20 #sunshinelulusplatoon #Octwovio

[octowussabi]

asksquidbeakagents​:

“Buddy is adorable, thank you very much,” Peony said to Tay.

“Like I said, Buddy is always hungry, I’m sure he’d love you for that,” Peony said.

“If it wouldn’t be too much trouble?” Peony said. “I’ll figure out getting back home from there, running through the desert once is tiring enough. I’ll try and keep Buddy from climbing around on anything.”

“Sure, hop aboard.” Tay closes up the exposed part of the mech, making sure it’s secure before getting in himself. “I’ll hold you to that!” 

Sabi begins collecting their things and putting them into the vehicle, stopping suddenly to pull out a notepad and pencil from his backpack. He scribbles something down before handing it to Peony. “Here—for your dad. Um, if he ever wants to get in contact. It seems to work between cross-universes.” It’s got his number on there, and an email. “I’d give you Tay’s too, but uh. His phone’s always blowing up anyway. Figuratively.”

Seating himself at the front, Tay doesn’t turn to speak, but lifts his shellphone to show it off. “I have it on silent, near permanently. My PA will no doubt have a few choice words about that. Anyway, are we ready to go?”

“Well, I’m ready. There’s a seat row over here, with a belt, but be sure to hold onto something… Oh, especially if that something is Buddy.”

“Pshaw, with my driving you won’t need to.”

“Please do anyway.”

#RP19 #Octwovio #Wussabi #asksquidbeakagents #(that's ok! :o i figure this is nearing its end anyways)

[octowussabi]

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“Maybe one day, though in my world wasabi is really only popular among Octarians. Dad still laughs about the time Lana gave Lemon and Marigold bentos with wasabi without realizing that.”

As soon as the snack was in reach Buddy was quick to grab it, biting the end and pulling it out of Sabi’s grip.

After scarfing it down Buddy squawked happily, gently head-butting the side of Sabi’s face before hopping back over to Peony’s shoulder.

“Awww, he likes you! At least I’m 95% that’s what that means,” Peony said, gently petting Buddy’s head. “He did that to Callie a couple times while I was in Alterna. Tried to do it once to Lemon but they just shrugged him off the second he landed on their shoulder.”

“Oh yes, even here Octarian culture puts more emphasis on spices than others. Having real wasabi is a sort of status symbol … But I just like the taste.” Sabi nods slowly, before cracking a smile. “That must have been quite the surprise.”

He’s happy to watch Buddy eat, and is particularly glad when the smallfry seems to have appreciated it. “Aww, how affectionate—that’s really cute.”

Tay snorts. “You have a bizarre definition of ‘cute’. But I suppose he is a little endearing.”

“Tay’s just jealous,” Sabi chuckles. “I’d be happy to cook more of those for your buddy if we ever meet outside the desert.”

“Speaking of which … I think I’ve done the best I can for this ship.” Tay sniffs, wiping off the gloves he’s wearing. “Do you need a ride, Miss Peony? Or are you happy to tread the sands back to Splatsville? I can’t guarantee it’ll be the right world, of course…”

#RP19 #Wussabi #Octwovio #asksquidbeakagents

[octowussabi]

asksquidbeakagents​:

“Come on down Buddy. Come on,” Peony cooed, trying to coax him down before sighing.

“Sorry about Buddy. He seems to like being up high,” Peony sighed.

“Buddy will eat almost anything,” Peony explained. “About the only thing he won’t eat is wasabi. He can’t handle spice.”

Buddy eyed the little sausage, jumping down onto Sabi’s shoulder, staring at it.

Tay sighs heavily, seeing as Buddy hadn’t started mauling on the metal or anything. “He likes being high, eh? Perhaps he’s an aspiring Stinger.” Or Flipper-Flopper, with that jump… “Oh, thank cod, he’s come down.”

Even though Sabi’s plan seemed to have worked, he didn’t make any sudden movements, slowly offering the snack closer to Buddy’s resting place. He held it at the very end, hoping to avoid having his fingers bitten off. “No wasabi? Well, it’s a good thing I didn’t offer him anything from Tay’s lunchbox…”

“Some people just can’t handle it.” Tay shrugs with an air of superiority.

Sabi tuts. “Sure, but everyone else I know has it on the side, not pre-mixed with their rice... It’s not the best for little ones, anyway. Maybe someday he’ll acquire a taste for it.”

#RP19 #Octwovio #Wussabi #asksquidbeakagents

[octowussabi]

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“Ugh!” Peony pulled a face at Tay’s comment. “I don’t wanna think about that either.”

“Guess that makes sense. The council considered solar power for a while but the wastelands on the surface get a lot of cloud cover even if they don’t get much actual rain so it got thrown out.”

“I think Buddy is okay, though he seems to be always hungry,” Peony said, gently petting Buddy’s head, pausing him to squawk happily. “I normally keep snacks for him in my bag but of course that’s still in my locker back in Splatsville.”

“Hey Buddy what are you-” Peony began as Buddy jumped up on her head before somehow leaping up on top of the Octobot King. “BUDDY! Get down from there!”

Tay nods. “That would certainly be an obstacle. We get more sun, though I can’t pretend to know why we didn’t try solar energy sooner. If I were to guess, it was to stay hidden. Or because we—my father and I—were so consumed with the idea of stealing the Zapfish back.”

-

“Always? Hm, smallfry certainly seem to have healthy appetites,” Sabi notes. The one he knew also seemed prone to snacking, and they weren’t picky either. “They must need a lot to grow.”

Tay yelps in distress as Buddy settles on top of the Octobot King, overreacting just a smidgeon. “Oh, it’ll smudge!!”

“An impressive jumper,” Sabi mumbles thoughtfully, before realising he should be taking action. “It was already smudged... Maybe we can climb to get him?”

“No, no, I don’t need shoe marks on it as well.”

“Uhm. Then, maybe we can coax him down with snacks of our own?” Sabi fumbles in his pockets before looking over at his rucksack on the sand. It’s carrying the rest of their equipment. He walks over to it.

“I hope you’re going to use YOUR lunch,” Tay snips.

“Of course—Peony, does your little friend like the uh, the little sausages cut into Octarian shapes?” He carefully removes one from his bento box, holding it up between his finger and thumb.

#RP19 #Octwovio #Wussabi #asksquidbeakagents

[octowussabi]

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“I don’t have that option sadly. If Grizz manages to come back, it’s gonna end up my problem,” Peony said.

Peony nodded, listening as Tay and Sabi talked. “A version of Octavio with a granddaughter and an Octavia huh? That’s certainly different. Until he adopted me Dad only had cousins and the like. No matter how much the council prodded and scolded Dad never married. Not sure he’s into women to be honest. Maybe shouldn’t have said that. Dad’s always telling me off for oversharing.”

Peony hummed in thought as Buddy jumped up on her shoulder, tapping her on the cheek.

“Not now Buddy.”

“What were you doing flying out here anyway?” Peony asked after a moment. “Doing something in Splatsville?”

“Hm, sucks to be you. Let’s hope he drifts off in space for a long time,” Tay says somewhat dismissively before the conversation progresses.

“Who knows, maybe that kind of relationship just isn’t for him—” Sabi starts, but Tay interrupts with his own take.

“OR he’s into Cuttlefish, as I’ve seen an oddly common pattern between universes. I hope not. But I don’t think your dad would be pleased to hear us discussing it, no,” he chuckles.

Peony’s next question is easier for Sabi to answer. “Procrastinating.” He side-eyes his brother.

“Noooo.” The emperor shakes his head, making his ponytail swing dramatically. “I’ve been considering the possibilities of solar energy. The Splatlands have a lot of sun, and a lot of open land, but getting any electricity from that would be a bit long-distance. I’m going to see if there’s anywhere inconspicuous around the valley to place solar panels.”

“We—well, Tay—was also helping vacuum up the leftover fuzzy ink in Alterna a while ago. The rocket didn’t take off, but it was carrying a mess.” Sabi rubs his chin. “Um, is your smallfry friend ok? Hungry?”

#RP19 #Octwovio #Octowussabi #asksquidbeakagents

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“Another difference then,” Peony said. “I’m not sure why Dad decided to make the mech also a spaceship. Though either way that sounds easier than what I had to go through. Lemon managed to injure their leg clearing out all that fuzz so they were more than a little slow. By the time they showed up Cuttlefish was squid jerky and Grizz was launching. I heard they’re working on fixing him though. Cuttlefish obviously, we don’t care about Grizz.”

“Though, aren’t you concerned about Grizz breaking out to cause more trouble. At least back home if he isn’t dead he’s trapped in the void of space for eternity.”

Peony hummed in thought. “Wonder what other differences there are. Obviously the battles against Grizz went pretty differently. I’m pretty unique too, and I know Dad doesn’t have any clones back home, unless you wanna count the octoweapons. Amaterasu’s the next shogun back home she’s my second… third… She’s one of Dad’s cousin’s granddaughters. And from the sound of it our worlds have pretty different Octavio. Yours… it doesn’t sound like he was very nice.”

“Oh, Captain Usk still sprained herself. She’s just foolhardy and reckless,” Tay explains, handwaving.

Sabi clears his throat. “Cuttlefish still had … that happen to him as well, but he’s since recovered.” He glances away. “I hope yours feels a little more hydrated soon.”

“Yes, well.” Shaking his head, Tay shrugs. “That bear is very patient. It’s entirely possible that even the cold of space won’t stop him. But I don’t see a viable alternative to us keeping him locked up here. If he escapes the zoo, it’ll just be the Squidbeak’s job to track him down. Ha, it’d keep them busy.”

His brother laughs a little awkwardly at that, but welcomes discussion of further differences. “So there’s other members of Octavio’s bloodline still living,” he notes thoughtfully. That seemed to be one of the differences that varied a lot—he knew some with sons, nephews, brothers … and then some with none at all. “No—our father was, er… Well, an heir wasn’t good enough for him. He wanted himself. The people really liked him, he was a good showman, but no one knew what he was doing behind the scenes. Most other Octavios from other universes I’ve met have soft hearts, though. If a little intimidating.”

“Sabi could probably tell you more about them than I could. I’ve met a few, but he’s more into this whole world-crossing business. I’ve met an Octavia a few times, though—and I’m good friends with the granddaughter of another ‘Tavi. There’s even more out there than you’d first think. Makes it harder to guess the precise differences...”

#('one of them was literally a tin of spaghettios. and cheese. that happened') #RP19 #Octwovio #Wussabi #asksquidbeakagents

[octowussabi]

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“Yeah,” Peony said, frowning slightly. “Dad still has to shut down that sort of thing sometimes. It’s one of the few times I’m happy at how overprotective he can be.”

“Oh that explains it,” Peony shrugged. “It happens. I can understand wanting to get home in one piece.”

“Yeah we did,” Peony said. “I had to chase Grizz up there and then Dad came after me and Buddy turned into this huge salmon-” Buddy squawked, hopping a couple times at that, “-and I am now realizing that assuming that happened here I am explaining something that already happened. Did that all happen here? Or did this world’s Agent 3 manage to stop Grizz before he launched? I’ll admit I’m a bit curious what differences there are between this world and mine. I’ve already figured out a couple obvious ones.”

Sabi smiles at Peony’s hurried account of the events, but Tay seems a little bothered.

“Other Octavios have all the fun,” he mutters. “Not exactly. Ribbon—our Agent 3, that is—told us a dream she had that matches your description. The reality of the situation went quite differently.” The emperor brushes stray sand particles off his clothes before continuing. “She did buy us time by scaling the rocket platform before everyone else. But the Squidbeak Captain, the others and I caught up shortly afterward. We took down Grizz as a team before the launch.”

“It was very early morning. Miss Ribbon was fighting to stay awake by the time everyone else arrived at the top,” Sabi elaborates. “After rescuing Cuttlefish, Callie and Marie took her out of the action during the confrontation with Grizz.”

Tay nods, confirming this account. Sabi hadn’t been there in person, but they’d been in radio contact. “That little smallfry stayed for a while and got a lot of bites in, but he didn’t get any bigger … mammals are quite ink-resistant, but between the six of us we wore Grizz down. Right now, he’s doing time at the zoo.”

“I think having a mech helped,” his brother adds quietly. “Ribbon’s dream was why Tay was so inspired to modify this ‘spaceship’ … so the universes are consistent in some respects.”

#RP19 #Wussabi #Octwovio #asksquidbeakagents

[octowussabi]

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“I think that splatfest is where Dad got the idea actually,” Peony said. “Something about one of the squidbeak turning into an octoling for a weekend. I’d assume that’s what he was talking about.”

Peony shoved her necklace in her pocket before turning back to Sabi. “Nope. Probably wouldn’t have been able to convince me Dad was, well, my dad if I did. All the memories in my head are my own. As for Marigold, we’ve talked a couple times. I wasn’t exactly trying to kill her for long, and I wasn’t very good at it. I’ve gotten better but that was before I got any real training you know? I think they had hoped that it would just… figure itself out? So no one bothered to actually teach me much until I managed to break Dad out of the snowglobe. I didn’t even have an actual name yet.”

Peony frowned at that. “It took a while for people to treat me like a person instead of a weapon…” Peony shook her head before grinning again.

“But anyway, what are you two doing out here? Isn’t there anywhere in Octo Valley or Octo Canyon you could work on the Octobot King? Aren’t you worried about like sand getting in the inner workings? I know Dad keeps the garage for it like super clean back home, it’s almost ridiculous.”

“Well, that’s one relief,” Sabi mumbles, mostly to himself. “It would’ve been quite complicated; I can say that for certain.” Manipulation wasn’t easy to deal with either, but things seemed to have worked out for her in the end. “I … see. I’d be quietly thankful they didn’t train you to be an expert assassin…”

“Some people don’t like to treat clones like they have sentience. Like we don’t have thoughts and feelings. I blame the media, but it makes me sick,” Tay adds, pulling a cloth out of his pocket and wiping his hands. He’s quick to leave the subject there, however. “Why here? Well … some complications arose, and this was the only available place for maintenance—”

“It started making a weird nose while we were driving home, and we didn’t want to blow up,” Sabi explains a little more helpfully.

Tay scoffs. “You make it sound like I don’t know what I’m doing—but yes. I think there’s already a bit too much sand inside than there’s meant to be, repairs or nay. I plan to have the whole thing taken apart for reconstruction—intentionally, this time—when I get home, but I’d like for us to actually get there first.” He clears his throat. “Now, this might seem like an odd question, but did your father actually take his Octobot into space?”

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[octowussabi]

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“You’re clones?! I’m a clone! Not of Dad obviously! Long story, Octarian scientists cloned Agent 4 to kill her but because the hypnoshades got busted they managed to convince me Octavio was my dad because I was three days old and very stupid, and then I broke him out and I was stubborn and stupid so I refused to admit I was lied to and eventually Dad started liking me and adopted me and also told me I wasn’t allowed to kill Marigold, and I probably sound like lunatic now! I’m Peony by the way,” Peony said not pausing for breath until she had finished her whole spiel.

“Sorry,” She said after she had caught her breath. “I just… got excited. It’s not like there are a lot of clones wandering around back home. Wait I’m still wearing my necklace. Ummm.”

Peony reached behind her neck, unclasping her necklace. In a puff of pink smoke, Peony turned back into an inkling, holding her necklace out to show it.

“Dad didn’t wanna deal with questions about the whole ‘adopting a cloned inkling’ thing so had the scientists who made me make this. The reverse is also sometimes used back home for recon missions on the surface but there’s not really a need for that anymore.”

“So yeah… I know that all sounds pretty crazy.” Peony rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. “But! My necklace has the family crest on it, see! Same one as on Dad’s helmet. Is that the same here? I don’t know. Anyway, don’t exactly have any other proof besides the necklace.”

Sabi nods seriously as Peony goes on her mini-rant, trying to follow along. “Sounds … complicated. I wouldn’t have expected that.”

For the brothers, the existence of other clones weren’t unheard of, but a clone of Agent 4 was new. Just as they’re wrapping their heads around it, Peony removes her necklace, giving them another shock.

“Woah! You’re an inkling, as well? I suppose I’ve not seen too many Octoling Agent 4’s…” Tay raises an eyebrow, tugging at his mustache thoughtfully. It was preferable to not see any Agent 4’s, but there was no need to drag Peony into that drama. He observes the necklace from a distance. “How curious… I suppose it’s like the technology they tested during that splatfest some years ago.”

“Squid vs Octopus…?” Sabi blinks, before returning his attention to Peony. “Oh—yes, we have that. Or … well, it’s similar, anyway.”

“That’s proof enough for me. Don’t see much reason to lie about it,” Tay affirms, shrugging again. “Consider yourself part of the family.”

Sabi is quietly surprised and appreciative that Tay’s attitude towards inklings has softened enough to say such a thing. But it’s better not to say so aloud. “If you don’t mind me asking, Peony … do you share any of 4’s memories? Have you spoken to them since—er—you’ve been given permission not to kill them?”

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“Yeah, pretty sure I’m all the family Buddy has left anymore,” Peony said.

“I had a vague idea this might not be my world when your brother mentioned being Emperor,” Peony said. “Dad’s the shogun back home, last Octarian Empress died ages ago. Plus you do have the green sclera so common in the Takowasa family, though maybe not the height… I’m the only one who isn’t at least like 6'8”, but I’m also adopted. I figured whether I had someone wandered into a parallel world or you guys were crazy. Just wasn’t entirely sure which.“

Peony raised an eyebrow at the scar though. "You have Dad’s scar? That’s… unexpected. There a story behind that or is that a bit too much info to reveal for some random girl who might be your sister from an alternate reality?”

“That simplifies things,” Sabi breathes a sigh of relief. It would have taken a while to try and explain alternate universes without sounding like a lunatic. “Maybe it’s a good thing Tay is so loose-lipped…”

“I’ll pretend that’s a compliment,” His brother snorts. “Oh no, Sabi was the only one blessed with height. I’ll grow into it someday…” So, she was adopted. That seemed like a preferable alternative to their deal, but most other Octavios they’d heard of were nicer than their father.

“I do—we both do,” Sabi confirms, managing to smile at Peony’s curiosity. “While I’d like to know your name, the truth behind this scar isn’t exactly … classified information. Well, not nowadays, anyhow.” He ponders the best way to explain. “We’re clones.”

Tay removes his head from inside the machine again to elaborate. “We were created to think and behave like our father. One of us was meant to become an exact copy, memories and all, to replace him when he died. We were given the scar to prove to ourselves that we ‘were’ him. But things didn’t go as planned.”

“No. But I think everyone is better off with things turning out the way they did.” Sabi nods slowly.

“Yeah, we’re alive, for one. What a mess he left, though…” Tay shrugs, solemn, before doing a mood 180 and grinning. “That sound any less crazy? Haha.”

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