Disclaimer: I am not the almighty Andrew Hussie who does stuff on paint and pulls our heartstrings… I am not that mean.
Eridan's POV
I peek in the room to see that Sollux wasn't in his computer chair. I step in and look around, wondering how many times I have come here now. I hop on his bed in the corner, messing up the sheets, and pull out my phone. I look around once more before checking Trollian.
twinArmageddons [TA] started trolling you
caligulasAquarium [CA] started trolling TA
TA: 2o you deciided to not come out and 2ee all of the2e happy troll2
CA: wwhatevver sol it isn't like you really care
TA: you wouldn't know cariing iif iit hiit you iin the 2iide of the head ed
CA: and you wwouldn' knoww lovve if it hit you on the lips
TA: you can come iin here and deal wiith kk and hii2 2tupiid problem2
twinArmageddons [TA] logged off
caligulasAquarium [CA] logged off
I jumped off of the bed, and start to fix the mustard yellow comforter and sprint out, seeing as I didn't touch anything else. I hop out of the room my cape billowing behind me, gog I love this cape. I dive around the corner and peek around it, hoping he didn't see me. I watch him open his door and run a hand through his hair, gently grazing over his double horns then enter his room. I look down at my hands, letting out a sigh. I look back up and start to walk, looking back down at my hands. I lost one of my fuckin' rings in his room. I start back but stop, he won't come out again today, and if he does it will be just to yell at Kar. I sigh, my day couldn't get any worse.
"An' this is wwhy I shoulda stopped a wwhile ago," I sigh and walk to the computer room. "Another fuckin' reason I should stop wwhile I can."
Sollux's POV
I open my door, running my hand through my hair being careful around my horns, and enter. My room looks just like I left it, same old never-used bed with a yellow comforter, my lab top on my desk. I walk over to my bed and lay across it, rubbing my temples where a headache had occurred. All because kk was being an asshole.
I roll over to look at the ceiling, feeling something metallic press into my back. I sit up and feel for the object pulling up what looked like one of Eridan's rings. I study the ring to see his symbol on its side and sigh. Typical of him to leave something so unique in here.
I pocket the ring and turn off my light, basking the room in darkness, and listened to the gentle buzzing of my bees before laying on my bed and staring at the ceiling.