It was the usual in Gamzee's hive. You know, sopor slime, faygo, Karkat constantly ranting on about god knows what. The sun was up, the wind was chill and such, and the ocean... it was still the same.

Gamzee got up from his usual spot on his horn pile and moved to the kitchen to get some of his sopor slime. "...As I was saying, Dave fucking Strider was being such a- the fuck are you going?" Karkat noticed that Gamzee was about to walk out the door.

"Oh, just gonna stretch out my motherfuckin' legs out a bit." Gamzee answered Karkat's question.

"Well, if your gonna go, can I come too?" Slightly embarressed from what he just said, but Karkat can deal with it.

Gamzee gave a wide smile, "Sure, Karbro. You can come along."

When they stepped outside the first thing Karkat saw was the ocean and the sunsetting over the horizon. It was beautiful, karkat had to admit. They walked to the shoreline to get a closer view. The cool wind blew the sweet scent of the ocean over them. As much as Gamzee was enjoying this scenery, Karkat was also liking it too.

Gamzee got a little closer to Karkat so that their faces were inches away.

"What the fuck are you-" Karkat was interrupted by a soft pair of lips that tasted like a mixture of faygo and sopor slime. Gamzee try to pull back but Karkat clung on to his neck.

After what felt like a long time they both pulled back, panting for air. They both smiled at each other. "Happy New Years, best friend."

"Yeah, Happy New Years, fuckass."