Tavros approached Gamzee, tired from having woken up a few minutes ago and from running the excessively long distance to the beach of pulverized rocks that Gamzee often resided at, wondering what the other large-horned troll had so desperately wanted from him at this late, bright, and fairly silent hour of the Alternian night (in comparison to the usually scream-, laughter-, and glub-filled day-breaks and mid-days). Hearing the evenly paced clink clink of his friend's prized metal robo-legs, Gamzee turned around and shoved his cotton-covered, poorly-stitched, purple codpiece straight into Tavros' eye. Tavros yelled in pain, and Gamzee began to stumble a sopor-drunken mile to assist his moirail. He had, after all, poked out Tavros' eye, completely by accident. It wasn't completely his fault, as his god-tiered self had him adorning a magnificently majestic codpiece that was much too large, as demonstrated by the literal mile Gamzee had to run to help Tavros.
Gamzee was, unfortunately, too late to help Tavros. Tavros later died of shock and his corpse was swept out into the blue-purple sea, where a fish with a scarf found him caught on a rock.