The first person to review can post their favorite Homestuck pairing and I'll write a story :)

Jake stood at the bar looking past the dancing crowd; if you could even call it that. It was graceful, yes, but it was a mass of bodies all grinding in time to the music produced by the DJ on stage. Every night Jake came to his job as a bartender at club Skaia, and every night he got to see him, his own personal God. Try as he might he couldn't stop the wild fantasies that played in his head each time he saw the God. The slow rythmic pulse that pounded in time to his heart, the clash of the music that spilled from the turntables at the hands of that God. Each song was it's own adventure, that alone could bring him to Cloud Nine and back. He slumped longingly from his position behind the bar counter, lost in his thoughts.

A loud crack was heard from across the bar as Jake felt a cold glass shatter against his face.

" I said, busboy, GET ME ANOTHER DRINK! " Jake looked up, a little dizzy from the unexpected blow. He was greeted with the unpleasant sight of what looked like a monkey crossed with a fish, with a pair of long braided rat-tails that almost reached the grimy floor. She had on too much jewelry and even the air around her seemed to cringe away.

" Sorry M'am, I'll get that for you." Jake grabbed another glass from behind the counter,and turned to fill it up. The girl shook hr head, " Stupid work staff. They just don't make 'em like they used to. Nowadays you're lucky if they'll even bow, The Scum." She gave a wicked grin and spit, the shot aimed directly at the back of Jake's head. Unfortunately Jake had been to slow to react as he felt the cool saliva run down the back of his neck. Dammit that was the Last Straw. Jake spun around, gun at the ready, about to shoot the bitches head off. when he noticed the music had stopped, and there, with a hand on her braid, and a kattana at her throat, the rest of the club watching behind him in shock, was his god. Dirk