A/N : Hello dear readers. carcinoGodhead here. So, recently I have gotten in the Homestuck fandom and decided I would make a fanfiction for it which involves my OTP, Davekat. Well. Read and Enjoy, everybody. It's all what it takes.

== Be The Confused Idiot

Your name is KARKAT VANTAS and you cannot believe what in the heavenly fuck is happening. Actually, the current memento is that your is that your "oh-used-to-be-fucking-flushed-crush" invited you to a small 'cliché' sleepover party with EVERY DAMN ONE of your annoying friends. Well, fuck. " Karkles is here~! " Oh shit. You hear that annoying cackle as you slowly back away from the door. Grumbling a few curse words along the way. The door flies open, revealing a petite female with orange locks and ruby red glasses. You do know what is up with those glasses though. Technically, your childhood friend is blind. But she can 'slightly' see...? I think, maybe, maybe not. Well, fuck it.

" Glad you made it Karkles! I'm so happy to see you! " Terezi squeals.

She props her cane and sets it down, oh you know ; the one with the dragon on top which you gave for her birthday. Anyways, she jumps forward and locks you in a VERY tight embrace. You stumble down along with her, that goofy grin still glued to her face. Quite cute actually. " Yeah, yeah. You too Terezi. " You proceed to regain your composure and dust your clothes off. She grins manically in return while you help her up. Well then, probably time to let my bitchy self in.

== Karkat : Enter Terezi's Humble Abode

You immidiately scan the area for your moirail. Gamzee? Where in gog's name are you? Momentarily, you spot the tall male wearing his usual grey and white clown paint. You run up to him and tap his shoulder on your tiptoes to reach his in-human height. The height of 6'3" is a giant by EVERBODY'S standards. Maybe because you consider your height average which is 5'4". " Hm...? Who the mother- "Gamzee glances behind him but eventually recognizes me. " Heeey Karbro. " Damn. Your bestfriend should really stop doing drugs and shit.

" Hey fuckass. " Leaning against the sofa, you run your hand through your midnight colored locks. " So, how's it going Gamz? " You try to make a small conversation with the juggalo but fail. He's too high to even make out what your saying anyways. The Capricorn gives you a lazy smile which results you to do a " double facepalm combo ".

He replies with a completely fucking pointless honk and adds " Oh you know Karbro~ Full of motherfucking miracles! " Typical answer from him. You're quite surprised he answered actually. You remember that you have to give back Terezi her mini-sized scalemate plush and you are also quite worrying that she might fall down the stairs or something. Because you know. She's blind and shit.

" Hey Gamzee, mind if I leave you for a while? Gotta find TZ and give her back something. And well... You know how that fucking girl is. " Noise and sounds of chatter battle the volume of your voice as you spoke but luckily your bestfriend heard it. " Sure Karbro. I'll just be here and all up and be chillin' ". You thank him then take your leave, trying to get past the sea of people in the living room. Terezi said it would just be a small sleepover but noooo. What an understatement. If you try to count how many individuals are here you might just explode of counting. Well time to get a move on.

== Be Terezi Pyrope

Your name is T3R3Z1 PYROP3 and you are having the time of your life now. Slightly tipsy from the large amounts of soda you have consumed, you start to cackle and giggle whilst you clutch onto Vriska.

" Vriska! Tell another joke! " You let out another laugh. " I'm cracking up here! " Wiping away the tears from your eyes from SO much laughing she proceeds. " Suuuuuuuure, Terezi~ " The arachnid-obssessed girl nodded, thinking another one of her HILARIOUS jokes. She faces adjacent to Eridan while tapping her chin with her finger. A small silence lingered throughout the room until she continues.

" Hey Eridaaaaaaaan~ You want to hear a reaaaaaaaally funny joke? " She continues to state, emphasizing the prolonged syllables. " Sure Vvris. Noww c'mon don't wwaste my glubbin' time. " Fishboy mouths. The Scorpio starts to giggle for a few moments as I go along with her, leaving Eridan waiting and dumbfounded. As soon as she stopped laughing she lets out the words

" Your quadraaaaaaaants! " Letting out a few tears and giggles you cease doing said action. Eridan starts to whine. " Wwhat the cod Vvris?! " He continues " For your information Serket, I have one quadrant filled! " He raises one finger to represent the number. " One! " He crosses his arms stubbornly and turns back.

Oh right! Quadrants! I should probably explain this. Well, simply saying, quadrants are like... Relationships...? But more complicated and awesome. You have the red quadrants and the black ones. Matespritship, Moirallegance, Kismesistude and Auspisticism. To cut it short, the flushed quadrant is the one that refers to the matespritship, it's like couples or something like that. Moving on, the pale quadrant or more known as Moirallegance. It's where two people have a strong friendship and stuff, so simply, best friends. Now for the black quadrants. Kismesistude is our term for "extreme hate". It's where two people hate each other so much, they involve themselves to hurt each other physically and or mentally, that's where the ashen quadrant comes in. Auspisticism. Being an auspistice is like being a mutual individual between the two to stop one of them inflicting too much pain on the other party. Well. That was ALOT to say. Oh well, what's done is done. " Oh pleaaaaaaaase Eridick. You HAD one filled " Burn. Haha, well it was technically true. The story was that Eridan was just casually hanging out with sweet, innocent little Feferi and things didn't go well. Feferi just randomly broke their moirallegance and Eridan offered her to be his matesprit. Weird huh. So what happened next was that the next day, little miss fuschia princess started shunning Eridan in all ways possible. Poor Fishboy. You sniff the room, adjusting your glasses, pushing them up the bridge of your nose.

Hm? Another person in the room? Or perhaps... People? You smell the room again, picking up the scent. Smells like... Cherries and apples! Must be Karkles and the coolkid. You quickly get up, propping yourself with your adorabloodthirsty cane and let it guide you to walk to the pair.

== Be Karkat

What? Again? You got to be kidding me.

== Just Get On With It!

Geez. Fine, no need to be such a bitch, Mister Asshat Mc Pushy Pants. It's just reaaaally boring to be him.

== Shut Up. Get On With The Damn Story.

Gog damn you.

== Be Karkat

You are surprised with a 'thud' while walking to your destination, your friend's room. The thud causes you to softly clutch on your forehead and fall backwards on your ever so plush rump. " Watch where you're going asshole! " You scrunch your eyebrows together and rub the area where you have been bumped. Candy red orbs, which belong to you, adjust to the surroundings. A pair of black mirror shades meet your eyes. Why the fuck is he here?

" Strider. " You growl out his name, cursing that you had to say it.

" Vantas " Dave greets you, his cool kid facade still intact.

" I didn't know Terezi would invite "losers" to her sleepover. " You scoff, rolling your eyes. God he is such a prick. " Same goes with you Kitkat? What stuck up your ass and died in it? " Strider states, mimicking your actions. Damn. This is exactly why you fucking avoid him all the time. A scowl takes place on your face, you clench your fists while it turns paper white in the process.

Fuck you Dave Strider.

== Now Be The Amused Asshole

Your name is Dave Strider and you're just smirking at that cute idiotic midget. Wow, Kitkat's pretty feisty today. Your smirk grows larger. Just the way I like it. Snickering at the thought, you momentarily snap back to reality, you see a scowl imprinted on his cute little face. Damn. I'm using the word cute a lot on Karkitty today. But still. Aw, how adorable.

Well.

Shit.
Striders aren't supposedd to act like this. But this was how Bro acted around that English guy while he was still a relationship with him. " -der! Strider! Earth to that hipster douche. Are you there? " " Huh, what? " Not cool Dave.

NOT COOL.

" I said have you seen Terezi? " He shouts then I hear him grumble " Gog damn hipster... ".

I know you want me Karkitty. Heh.

" Nope. Not at all Karkitten. Was just gonna find her actually. " you reply in a cool manner, laughing in the inside due to the nickname you had given him. His face turns cherry red at the mention of that word. Instead of raging like a total bitch he just stays quiet and gives a small "hmph" of recognition to my sentence.

Once again. Completely. Adorable.