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Chapter #4

Sleepy Morning

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Marie yawned and stretched as the morning sunlight roused her. Her slender legs swung off the side of the bed and planted themselves into a pair of lime green slippers. She tugged at her loose nightgown, also green, in order to pull it free from the folds of her bedsheets, then rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she shuffled out her bedroom door.

Finally, a day off, Marie thought to herself as she turned the coffee maker on, The agency hasn't been giving Callie and I much downtime lately. In truth, it hadn't just been their jobs as celebrity idols that had been giving the cousins the runaround. Their side-job as members of the New Squidbeak Splatoon had them going all over the place, combatting Octarian activity and other trouble left and right. Old Grandpa Cuttlefish and DJ Octavio seemed to have more or less put aside their differences since the "Fuzzy Ooze" incident, though, so now that the majority of Alterna had been cleaned of Ooze, things had finally slowed down on that front.

The sound of crinkling plastic emanating from the living room interrupted her thoughts, and Marie grabbed a mug of coffee as she peeked around the corner to see Callie. Her "sister" was already up and about, in a set of pink pajamas, eating from a pack of Oystoreos. "Morning, sleepyhead!" Callie cheered with a spray of chocolate crumbs. Marie groaned from the overdose of pep. The pink cousin had always been an early riser, compared to Marie's night owl tendencies.

"Are you really eating cookies for breakfast?" Marie griped at her "sister." "You're gonna get fat if you keep doing that."

"Nuh-uh," Callie mumbled through a mouthful of junk food before swallowing "I've got a metabolism like a Tuna. My waistline is untouchable!"

"Yep. Sure. Whatever you say." Marie said as she scrolled through her phone disinterestedly, checking her emails. Junk, appointment reminder, junk, creepy fan mail. Suddenly, the inkling's eyes widened as she reached an email of note.

"Hey, Callie, check this out..."
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