Chapter 1 of ? of Nepeta's Fanfiction
"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" Karkat asked rolling up the sleeves of his homemade godtier hoodie, that Kanaya made for him, taking the dozen pieces of fanfiction that Nepeta had wrote for him to critique. Also he completely gave up on pants today, so he was chillin with his matesprit in his boxers.
"Beclaws you're my matesprit and you love me?" Nepeta asked. She was also wearing the frilly, purple pajamas that she got on Derse.
"Love is such a strong word," Karkat said skimming through the first few paragraphs that Nepeta wrote.
Nepeta lightly punched his arm taking a seat next to him, "Hardy har har furry funny. It's beclaws you're soooo amazing." Nepeta said rolling her ghostly white eyes, which was really ineffective since she's you know dead.
"Really?" Karkat asked. 'Gog he can be so full of himself sometimes,' Nepeta thought to herself 'but it's furgivable,' she continued to think as she saw how happy he was, 'might as well feed into this unhealthy complex,' she thought, 'besides we're dead we'll have forever to work out the kinks.'
"Yes you're just so cultured with your knowledge of romance and romcoms," Nepeta smiled pandering Karkat.
"Well I am the master of romance," Karkat said proudly puffing out his chest.
"You sure are babe," Nepeta said wrapping her arms around his as he read her fanfiction.