Dave, I kid you not, wore green.
No one saw this coming, honestly. No one.
John was just messing around. He pinched Dave, because "hah, no green Dave!" but the Strider douche just laughed at him.
"Oh really?" he asked, smirking.
Confused, John had quirked an eyebrow in question.
Then Dave gripped the waistband of his jeans, and pulled them straight down.
"Green." he stated, pointing at his bright green boxers.
A few feet away, Karkat choked on his water, staring with wide eyes at his long time best bro. (aside from Gamzee, of course.)
"Dave what the fuck?!"
The boy in question just laughed again and pulled his pants back up.
There would be words to be had later, Karkat swore.