"Gamzee, what did you do? Why did you do it?"

"The voices, oh gog the voices. They just don't stop day and night; can't a motherfucker get some peace and quiet?"

Gamzee sat in a corner of his respriteblock hands on his head trying to block out the voices that were constantly talking to him. All around him on every wall where smears of blue, green and brown and somewhere deep inside his room where the bodies…..yes the bodies.

Gamzee could feel the blood from the scratches on his face drip down his chin and onto his black and purple polka dot pants. Daring to look down he watched as the purple continued to taunt him,

"Come on, paint the wicked pictures. You can do it. DO IT"

With his blood stained hands Gamzee dabbed a finger in his own blood and began to draw. At first it was a simple clown smiley face, the one he always used when on trollian, and next to it was 'HoNk.' That one simple word made his heart drop to his feet.

That was all he said as he cradled one of his closest friends dead body in his hands. He didn't shed any tears, didn't say any comforting words, nope all he said was "Honk." That one word, damn that one word.

Now that reminder was everywhere, whether it be the brown blood on his walls or the words "Honk", the reminders of what he did and didn't do were everywhere now.

"You'll forget over time. Now make Miracles happen Makara, do it. Make the Messiahs proud."

"ShUt Up!" Gamzee roared his voice thick with threatening sobs. Slowly he reached out and brought something to his chest. Gamzee didn't care that his pants and shirt where going to get stained with Chocolate colored blood, as long as he was able to feel close to Him once again.

"I'm SoRrY, sO sOrRy LiTtLe BuDdY…."

Gamzee felt something other than blood roll down and of his face, he was crying now.

"WhY dId I hAvE tO LiStEn To ThOsE dAmN vOiCeS….yOu'D bE iN oNe PiEcE iF i DiDn'T…."

"Gamzee….Gamzee…kill them, kill them all"

"SpIdEr BiTcH iS gOiNg To PaY…."

Placing the Taurus's head back where he got it from Gamzee stood up and walked out of his respriteblock, it was time to make that spiderbitch pay for hurting his Tavros.

Well hi there! This is the first of many one-shots and what not. I take suggestions and ideas, If you want to read about your favorite ship let me know and ill make it happen the best I can. Till next time –Kynita Vetnar-