Karkat was sitting alone is his room, laying on his human bed, when Gamzee barged into his room. "UGH WHAT NOW FUCKASS?" He said as he sat up, leaning on his elbows, lolling his head back. Gamzee brought up a pie tin filled with sopor to his mouth and started to chug it down his protein chute.

"THAT SHIT ROTS YOUR FUCKING THINK PAN, YOU IDIOT!"

"I kNoW, bUt It'S lIkE mOtHeRfUcKiNg MiRaClEs. i AlReAdY hAd ThReE pAnS."

Gamzee tossed the empty pan on the floor, making it spill the remaining sopor on the carpet of Karkats' respite block. Then, he started to fondle with his horn and shuffle over to Karkat. "GAMZEE! QUIT FONDLING YOUR GOG DAMN HORN! I DON'T WANT TO SEE THAT SHIT!" Karkat shouted at Gamzee. "No KaRbRo. bUcKeT wItH mE."

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! WE ARE FUCKING MOIRAILS, NOT MATESRITES, YOU SHIT HEAD! WHY CAN'T YOU GET THAT THROUGH YOU'RE FUCKING THINK PAN?"

"C'mOn KaRbRo! pAiL wItH Me!"

"OH MY FUCKING JEGUS GAMZEE! I JUST SAID NO!"

Gamzee was a few feet away from Karkat and reached out his long, lanky arm to grab his horns. Karkats eyes widened at the touch and he tried to force Gamzee off of him, only to succeed in pushing them both onto the ground with Gamzee on top, having even more leverage than he did before. "I kNoW tHeY'Re DelIcAtE," he said with smirk growing on his mouth. He started to gently rub the base of one of Karkats' horns, causing him to close his eyes in satisfaction. "GA-GAMZEE, NHG, PLEASE STOP! YOU KNOW MY FUCKING HORNS ARE SE-ENSITIVE," Karkat's' voice hitched as Gamzee started to lick his horn, from base to tip.

"HaHa I kNoW mOtHeRfUcKeR, ThAt'S wHy I'm DoInG tHiS."

"GAMZEE! STOP PLEASE!"

"AnD wHy WoUlD i MoThErFuCkInG dO tHaT?"

"GAMZEE!"

"No KaRkAt."

"FUUUCK! GAMZEE, STOP IT."

Karkat tried to struggle more, but the clown was stronger than him because of his high ranking blood, and soon he gave up, figuring it better to conserve his energy. Once Karkat stopped struggling, Gamzee unzipped his pants just enough for his unsheathed tentabulge to pop out. It wriggled, looking for something to latch onto, as Karkat's eyes widened a little as he saw it's full size. As Karkat was taking in the situation Gamzee grabbed his hand and set it on his tentabulge. "GAMZEE, I UM, DON'T WANT TO GAM-"

"HaHa HoNk:o)"

"GA-GAMZEE WHAT THE FUCK? S-STOP IT!"

"honk."

"HONK"

"honk."

'HONK."

"honk..."

"GAMZEE GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!"

Gamzee pressed on his hand so that he began to rub it slowly. Gamzee started to honk in pleasure. "GAMZEE STOP IT!" Karkat screamed and began to fight against hold once more. Gamzee shook his head and then softly bit Karkat's horn wit his pointy teeth. Through a muffled mouth Gamzee uttered a few more honks, before Karkat screamed, " GAMZEE, I SAID FUCKING STOP!" Gamzee glared at him and then whispered in his ear, "I sAiD mOtHeRfUcKiNg No!"

"GAMZEE PLEASE STOP! C'MON I EVEN SAID FUCKING PLEASE!"

Karkat stopped struggling again, but this time he looked Gamzee straight in the eye and Gamzee did the same, staying in silence for a few seconds before Gamzee let go of Karkat, stood up, and walked out without saying another word. Karkat slowly stood up and smoothed his clothes before falling back on his human bed. After a few minutes he fell asleep, only to be awakened a few hours later by Gamzee stalking back into his room. He had one of his juggling clubs in each hand, both were covered in a rainbow of colors. As Karkat's eyes got adjusted to the low light that had fallen on his room they widened in horror, realizing that each of those colors belonged to a dear friends that was now probably dead at Gamzee's hand.

"OH SHIT, OH MOTHERFUCKING SHIT. GAMZEE, DID YOU KILL THEM? ALL OF THEM?"

"HoNk BrOtHeR. I SLAUGHTERED MOTHERFUCKING everyone. DEAD, all of them."

"GAMZEE! WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU FUCKING SOBER AGAIN?"

"I felt the bones crack beneath MY POWERFUL MOTHERFUCKING HANDS," then as almost an after thought he added, "sober…"

"OH GOG," Karkat breathed out as he began to sob and curl in upon himself. He had been on the edge of the bed, but had slipped off and fallen to the floor once the wracking of his sobs caused him to slip off.

"I'VE BEEN SOBER FOR TWELVE MOTHERFUCKING HOURS," Gamzee said as he began to tower over Karkat, who tried to crawl away but wasn't strong enough, mostly because of his now shaking body.

"WHY GAMZEE? THEY WERE YOUR FUCKING FRIENDS!"

"FRIENDS!? FRIENDS?! ALL THEY EVER DID WAS LAUGH AT MOTHERFUCKING ME! And now RIGHT MOTHERFUCKING NOW I am free NO ONE TO LAUGH AT ME no one to…..talk to me….BUT NOW, NOW THAT I'M MOTHERFUCKING SOBER, THEY WON'T LAUGH AT MY HIGH MOTHERFUCKING SELF."

Gamzee looked as though he was fighting with himself, because on the inside, he was. He was trying to stop the inevitability of him murdering his best friend along with everyone else that he had once cared for. He was trying to scream for Karkat to run or hide or something, anything, to save himself and live, but he couldn't seem to scream loud enough.

"Karkat….THEY'RE ALL DEAD….no….THEIR BLOOD COVERS THE WALLS….please."

"GAMZEE, PLEASE LET ME HELP YOU, LET ME CALM YOU, LET ME BE YOUR MOIRAIL, PLEASE," Karkat tried to stand so that he could walk the few feet that separated he and his moirail, but his knees buckle and he falls into a sobbing mess once again. Gamzee took one stride and was in front of Karkat, his long shadow engulfing Karkat in total darkness.

"RIGHT NOW, Karkat-"

"GAMZEE, PLEASE, DON'T HURT ME."

"I HAVE NO….I HAVE NO MOTHERFUCKING LAUGH AT ME."

"GAMZEE THIS ISN'T YOU, PLEASE, I KNOW THIS ISN'T WHO YOU REALLY ARE," Karkat crab crawled backwards until he hit the wall. Still he cowered under Gamzee's shadow, which just barely reached his chest now.

"Karkat run….SHUT THE MOTHERFUCK UP MOTHERFUCKER. I AM ALL ME," Gamzee stalked over to stand over Karkat, "AND I AM HERE."

"GAMZEE I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE. I CAN HELP, JUST LET ME, AT LEAST LET ME TRY, PLEASE," Karkat stands and starts to shoosh pap his friend. Gamzee's face was pleading for Karkat to run, but Karkat had his eyes closed and couldn't see.

"Karkat help….I AM HERE TO MOTHER-," Before he finishes what he was saying he slams one of the clubs into Karkat's head, knocking him to the ground with a blood curdling scream, "Karkat….no….AND YOU WILL FEEL, ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING PAIN I FELT, TRAPPED IN HERE," Gamzee paused between every couple of words so that he could hit Karkat over and over again with his bloody clubs, adding candy red to the rest of the rainbow.

"GAMZEE PLEASE! STOP YOU'RE HURTING ME! STOP!" Karkat begins to scream and plead, his words meshing with his sobs so that he's just mumbling and screaming as loud as his throat will allow him.

"YOU FEEL MY PAIN, BROTHER, YOU FEEL THE BLOOD!" At last, Gamzee's real self finally got threw and he fell to the ground before he could hit Karkat one more time. Karkat sat up, feeling the ribs that had broken send waves of pain that he had never physically known in all of his sweeps. He kneeled before his crying friend and said, "GAMZEE, WE NEVER MEANT TO HURT YOU, EVER."

"Karkat please," blood starts to trail out of the corner of Gamzee's mouth, "Karkat….it's….not….true I SEE YOU WEEPING ON THE FLOOR COVERED IN YOUR BLOOD, YOUR RED BLOOD….Karkat, run….please."

"GAMZEE, I CAN'T LEAVE MY BEST FRIEND, MY MOIRAIL. I WILL NEVER DO THAT," Karkat gently grabs Gamzee's head and brings their foreheads together, "IT'S GOING TO BE OK, I PROMISE."

Gamzee lets his eyes close for the first time in a few hours and felt Karkats smooth forehead on his. Violet tears started to slip down his cheeks, which still had his clown makeup on, as well as the blood of every other troll he knew. Karkat stayed there with Gamzee as they both let tears roll down their cheeks. It was a few minutes before Gamzee said, "Karkat….I'm not….I'm sorry. I'm sorry Karkat….I didn't mean to….I didn't mean to do this."

"IT'S OKAY GAZEE, WE'RE BOTH GOING TO BE OKAY."

Karkat could now feel a steady stream of tears falling on his legs, leaving puddles of royal purple and candy red, mixing and creating a beautiful shade of maroon. Both of them start to sniffle a bit, gently brushing each others tears away. "Im SoRrY fOr AlL oF iT…," Gamzee whispered as he reached for Karkat's rainbow hook weapon that had been hanging from it's holder on his waist, which he had forgotten about, and his eyes widened in horror at what may happen to him and that he may live in agony, just to be tortured and played with. Karkat stood up, a bit too fast, and his vision went white due to the pain created by his broken ribs and he falls back to the floor. He starts to cry again and whispers, "Gamzee," as he rolls onto his back and looks up at Gamzee, who had silent tears slipping down his face, and whose knuckles were turning white because of how hard he was holding the handle of the curved weapon.

"I'll make the pain go away….we'll meet again….some day….and we'll be friends like we are….we're not leaving without you."

"GAMZEE, PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU!"

"It's okay brother, we'll see you in a few moments," Gamzee said as he stabbed himself in his heart, and weakly stabbed Karkat in his heart as well.

"GAMZEE! Fuck," Karkat screamed at first because of the pure agony that coursed through him, but soon, it all faded into the dark.