Do Over
This was it. He had to talk to them. He just had to, if only to say he's sorry.
The purple-blood regretted every decision he made in his sober state. Looking back at everything he did he... he made himself sick just by thinking about it. He had killed his own friends in such a brutal manner. There was no way he could be forgiven.
He sat on his knees before them, his head hung and waves of shaggy black hair covered his scarred and painted face. "Hey, Kitty-sis. Hi, Eq-bro..." he said softly to them, shame and misery in his voice.
"Gamzee," came the cold voice of Nepeta. Such a tone had never fallen upon the purple-blood's ears. Equius stood behind her, his thick arms crossed over his chest. "We have been expecting mew."
"I know, sis...I wish I could take it back..."
"I wish you could, as well," Equius huffed.
Gamzee flinched at his words. "I... I'm mother fucking sorry... Do whatever ya want ta me. I deserve everything ya got."
The olive-blood's eyes narrowed. She walked determinedly towards him, her small feet padding across the floor. She drew back her fist, and brought it full force towards Gamzee's face. The purple-blood closed his eyes, waiting for the impact...
...but it never came. What did come was a flick to his forehead, which startled him into looking up at her. A huge grin was on her young face, which only grew bigger at his look of shoock.
"We don't want any retribution or anything like that. Purr-ease!" She laughed heartily.
Equius joined her with his rumbling chuckles. "We just want a do over."
Gamzee smiled softly at them, standing back up. "Y'all ain't mad or nothin'?"
"Pshhh! Nah! We just wanted to flick mew!" Nepeta said gayily.
"Ha ha... wait, 'we'?"
"Yes," theblue-blood said, moving to flick Gamzee. "I do believe it's my turn!"
"W-Whoa now, brother!" Gamzee stuttered, taking a few steps back. Nepeta giggled as Equius chased him around, the purple-blood trying to ecsape the playful blue-blood.