Hey guys, it's been quite a long time and oh God I am terrible at updating and such. But this fic actually is a rendition of my other fic, "The Party." It's different, in the sense of there's an actual introduction and more details and it's less vague and junk. Idek what I'm going to rate it. Because I really don't know if this is the kind of fic that will have smut? I dunno, but bear with me. I may not update very much and stuff, but yano. I WILL D: ONWARD!
Why Didn't You Say So?
You sigh. God, you were bored and Strider is pissing you off.
turntechGodhead (TG) began pestering carcinoGeneticist (CG)
TG: yo vantas
CG: FOR FUCK'S SAKE, WHAT DO *YOU* WANT?
TG: nothing
TG: cant a bro talk to his bro
CG: I WASN'T AWARE WE WERE BROS
TG: ouch
TG: and here i was thinkin we were
TG: ya hurt me vantas
CG: YEAH, WHATEVER.
CG: AS I SAID BEFORE, WHAT DO YOU WANT?
TG: well egderps havin a party
The human John was having a party? Huh, you didn't know that. He didn't normally have parties. You wonder what this one is for.
TG: are you goin
CG: I WASN'T AWARE HE WAS HAVING A PARTY.
TG: well this is me officially inviting you then
CG: YEAH, OKAY. I'LL THINK ABOUT GOING.
Like hell you're going. Strider was going to be there. No way are you going to deal with him. Mainly because you're flushed for that insufferable, conceited "cool" fuck face. You'd never admit it, though. Ever. Not to anyone, not even Gamzee, your moirail. Somehow, you and he have become moirails again, after the game was won. You're not entirely sure how that happened. He was sort of a shitty moirail.
Your computer dings a few times and you sigh, turning your attention back to it. You look at your Trollian, seeing a few new messages from Strider, Terezi and Nepeta. You sigh again, in annoyance. You click on Terezi's IM first.
gallowsCalibrator (GC) began trolling carcinoGeneticist (CG)
GC: H3YYY :]
GC: K4RKL3S, 4NSW3R M3
CG: GOD, WHAT, TEREZI?
GC: H3H3, 4R3 YOU GO1NG TO JOHN'S P4RTY?
CG: I DON'T KNOW, PROBABLY NOT.
GC: 4WWW, WHY NOT? :[
CG: MAYBE BECAUSE I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN ATTEND SOME STUPID PARTY.
Leaving it at that, you switch over to Nepeta's IMs.
arsenicCatnip (AC) began trolling carcinoGeneticist (CG)
AC:33 h33y
AC:33 kkkaaarrrkkkkaaattt
AC:33 johns having a party and i expect you to be there
arsenicCatnip (AC) ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist (CG)
Goddamn, these people just won't leave you alone. Left and right, "are you going to be at John's party?" plagued you. You groan in frustration. You still have Dave to answer to and you seriously consider not answering him at all. You don't want to deal with his bullshit, right now. Or ever, really. Because that's all he does, is bullshit you. You frown, wait, no, that's not entirely true. Sometimes he doesn't, in the rare times of seriousness. Heavy emphasis on rare. He doesn't often get serious. It sort of bothers you, but it's Dave and there's nothing you can really do about it.
Grumbling to yourself about stupid people, you check Dave's messages.
TG: what do you means youll think about it?
TG: you really should go
TG: everyones goin, man
TG: are you just gonna ignore me
TG: bro
TG: karkaaattt
TG: I am going to keep messaging you until you answer
TG: karkitty
TG: heh heh heh
TG: ooh how bout kit kat
TG: i think i like kit kat
TG: thats your new nickname now
TG: okay kitkat?
CG: FUCK, STRIDER. I'LL GO, OKAY?
CG: AND DON'T CALL ME KITKAT! THAT IS *******NOT******** MY NAME! DON'T CALL ME KARKLES, KARKITTY, KITKAT, KARCRAB AND ANY OTHER SHITTY NICKNAMES YOU COULD POSSIBLY MUSTER FROM YOUR HORRIBLY FRIED AND DELUSIONAL THINKPAN! JESUS, IS IT REALLY *THAT* HARD TO CALL ME BY MY *REAL NAME?*
TG: woah man
TG: chill
TG: god its way too easy to rile you up bro
CG: FUCK YOU, STRIDER.
TG: i knew you liked me
TG: cant blame you
TG: all this strider charm must be hard to resist
CG: SWEAR TO GOD.
CG: I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU.
TG: sshhh kitkat
TG: i understand
TG: you dont have to keep your sexual desires a secret
EXCUSE him?! You seethe; what a fuckng DOUCH MUFFIN! Is he REALLY that fucking conceited?
CG: OH YES, I JUST HAVE *SO* MUCH SEXUAL FRUSTRATION PENT UP.
CG: DEFINITELY. JUST FOR YOU.
TG: see
TG: don't you fell better
TG: you secrets out
CG: OH, YES. NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME, I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO, THAN TO FUCK AROUND WITH THE LIKES OF YOU.
TG: ouch man
TG: you should tone down your rudeness
TG: its hurtful ya'know
CG: GOOD, LEAVE ME ALONE.
carcinoGeneticist (CG) ceased trolling turntechGodhead (TG)
You decide to ignore whatever Terezi's sent you. You're really not in the mood to deal with ore stupid people. You have to sit and think about what just happened here. Was that what humans call flirting? Or was Strider just being his usual self-centered delusional dick self?
You pondered how he nearly begged you to attend the party. Dave doesn' do that, does he? Wouldn't he think it "uncool" or something? Or was he really that stupid to consider it ironic? You guess, in a sense, it could be considered ironic. Just because it's not Dave's thing to beg. Especially not for you. So, that is rather unexpected and whatever. It could be considered ironic, you think. Whatever. It doesn't change the fact that he's incredibly ignorant.
Dave was so hard to figure out, though. And it drove you insane. The things he says sometimes contradict what he does. He says he doesn't care, he SEEMS to not care, but he also seems to do things for his friends. Which would insinuate that he DOES, in fact, care.
You shut your computer lid with a sigh. You check the time, seeing it was around two in the afternoon. You wonder when John's party is. Dave didn't tell you when it was, so how are you supposed to go? You snicker. You can't very well go to a party when you don't know the time, now can you? You wonder why he wanted you to go so bad, though. It was just some stupid party, right? There probably would be more. That you COULD go to, if you were so inclined. So, what difference did it make, whether you went to this one or not? You didn't quite understand Dave Strider. And you're not entirely sure you want to. He is definitely an enigma.
You wander around in your house for a little while, not entirely sure what to do. You don't want to talk to anyone, really. You'll just get annoyed and want to punch them or something. Probably. You heave a giant sigh and wonder how Kanaya is doing. You haven't seen or talked to her in a little while and that makes you a little sad. Because you genuinely like her. She was good friend. She understood you, or at least tried to. Although, some of the things she says, no matter how tactful, can sometimes still piss you off. But only because most of the time, she's right. She could give you advice about Dave. She was pretty good at giving advice. And because you were confused about Dave, it could help to bring it up to her, right? But you don't want to seem annoying, either.
Making up your mind, you grab a coat and head out the door. You are going to Kanaya's. You need to talk to her about this Dave stuff. It was too... Stressful to think about it by yourself. And she seems to help you. Or, at least, seems to be the only one who takes you seriously.
You shiver as you step outside; it's cool and there's a slight breeze. It being September, of course it's going to be a little cool.
What were you going to do, though? How were you going to go about it? Just going to step in like "Hey Kanaya, yeah, see I have this problem. I need help. Yeah, lemme tell you about it"? Yeah, no.
Dozens of ways to say what you need to say danced through your mind. But not one of them sounded like a good way to say it. There was no good way to say you need help with Dave. Because you have only just really came to terms with it, yourself. Now you're about to go and talk about it with your close friend. Sure, she was a good friend, but what if she thinks you're weird?
She's dating Rose; she's not going to think you're weird for liking a guy, you think to yourself.
Whatever, it's still going to be hard.
As you round the corner of the next block, you see Kanaya's house. You're heartbeat sped up with every step that took you closer. You want to do this, but you don't. You need that help, otherwise you're going to go crazy thinking about it by yourself. But, yet, there's that niggling fear that she's not going to accept it or something.
When you got close to her house, you slowed down. You're fear is definitely illogical. And stupid. You don't need to be scared of telling her your issues; you've told her worse things than liking guys. But it's more than a guy. It's Dave.
You walk slowly up the steps to her front door. You hesitate before knocking on the door. Then, stealing yourself, you knock. A few seconds later, that felt like hours, Kanaya opens the door. A warm smile takes place of the polite look of welcome.
"Karkat, come in." Kanaya says happily. She looks genuinely delighted to see you.
She steps back, so you can enter her house.
"You can come sit in the den." she says.
You follow her into her front room, sitting on the couch.
"Do you want some tea or something?" Kanaya asks. You shake your head. She smiles.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, then?"
You shrug. Again, you don't know exactly how to come out and say you like Dave. What are you supposed to do? Just "hey yeah, I like Dave"? Because that's the only thing you can come up with.
"I just wanted to talk to you." you finally tell her. It was lame, but it's all you have. Her eyebrows quirk up.
"Oh? About what?" she asks. You don't say anything for a moment.
"I dunno, I just haven't talked to you in a little while, so I thought I'd drop by and see how you're doing." you say. She beams.
"Well that's certainly kind of you, Karkat. I'm doing quite well." Kanaya tells you. You nod.
"Cool." You feel a little bad, because that's not entirely why you came to see her. You mean, initially, yeah that's why you came over. But then you thought about the Dave thing and that became the main thing you wanted to talk about.
Kanaya inclines her head to the side.
"How about yourself? How are you doing?"
THERE. There is the perfect opening for you to tell her about Dave. But you don't want to.
"I'm doing pretty well, thanks. Have you talked to Rose lately?" you ask, because you know they're dating and you wanted to make sure Kanaya was happy and that Rose is good to her.
"Actually, I have. She's doing well. Rose is excited about her new job. She's always wanted to be a therapist, you know, and she got a job at a well known office." Kanaya looks at you slyly, after saying this. Oh no. What's she up to? Does she want you to go talk to Rose?
"You know... She also talks about... A certain someone quite often." Kanaya continues, taking a sip of her drink. What? Where is she going with this?
"Who?" you ask, confused. She shrugs delicately.
"Just a person that she's rather close to." Kanaya says. She's being so... Vague about it. It really frustrates you.
"Okay, fine, don't tell me." you say, crossly. She giggles.
"So what have you been up to, Karkat?" You shrug.
"Nothing, I guess. Just, you know, walking around and shit. Not really a whole lot." you tell her. You want to know who she was talking about. Because she had a mischivious look on her face. It was really suspicious.
"Hmmm." Kanaya sipped her drink. You shift on the couch.
"Who were you talking about?" you ask her. Kanaya looks amused.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes!" you say, not really shouting, but not quietly, either.
"I was referring to Dave."
"Why didn't you just tell me who it was?" you ask her. No, really, you're confused why she would be so vague about it. You mean, yeah, it took you by surprise and you didn't really expect to hear that name come out of her mouth, but still.
Kanaya shrugs.
"No reason, I suppose." Bullshit. There's got to be a reason, otherwise she wouldn't've done that. You're not stupid.
"Well, I guess, while we're on the subject of Dave..." you trail off, unsure how to continue. You shift uncomfortably, again. That had just sort of... Slipped out. You hadn't really meant to say anything.