"You're an idiot." Came a voice from Inigo's feet. The octopus dissolved into a puddle before building upwards into a humanoid form. As it reaches Eight's height, the two large tentacles droop down to the side of the figure's face. As the black goo drips down from it's form, a familiar person would be staring Inigo down.
She's dripping black ink and has the most serious face he had ever seen. "Your dancing can change a person's life. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen." A hand raises to rub the tears from her eyes.
And whether he is prepared for it or not, she's going to give him the inkiest hug of his life.
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She's dripping black ink and has the most serious face he had ever seen. "Your dancing can change a person's life. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen." A hand raises to rub the tears from her eyes.
And whether he is prepared for it or not, she's going to give him the inkiest hug of his life.