DISCLAIMER: Inspired by this == post/11220823451/i-had-this-funny-dream-a-few-nights-ago-my
"Keep it together, trying to keep this thing alive. Keep it together, tryi-"
"Not bad, Vantas."
The blublood plucked the right earbud out, giving him a look. "Yeah itsh carred hbing goog tashte, jipshitch." He grumbled, cheeks full of sandwich. He finally swallowed, staring back with that usual, moody poker face.
"Well, not everybody has the same taste as you. Especially in this place." Equius continued, raising his arms in a gesture to the walls of the Prison-like summer camp.
"It's good fucking music, and the goddamn fucking metalheads in this shithole don't have any sense in their thick skulls." Karkat rambled.
Equius' gaze shifted as he lightly crossed his eyebrows, to one of discernment. "Well, the music that those 'metalheads' take enjoyment in just so happens to be excellent music as well." He popped off the other earbud, bass still pumping out, loud enough to hear from all the way across the room, probably. He turned his head down, plucking away with his rugged fingers at the strings to his guitar.
Karkat paused, taking another bite. This time, he actually swallowed before beginning his next speech, thankfully. "Well at least my music isn't like a fucking pawbeast snarling in my damn earlobes. And only you and Sollux seem to appreciate it." He sunk his somewhat rounded fangs into the sandwich again. "Fucking metalheads, I don't think I'll ever really get it."
The other troll looked up, and ran a hand through his long, sweaty hair. He paused at the broken horn, and kept moving down, looking back up. He had an icy stare planted on his face, which even made the redblood pause, and purse a lip. "You forget that I am indeed one of those metalheads too." He went back to strumming the guitar.
He paused, and took a deep breath. He had to somehow pick this back up from rock bottom, where this conversation was free-falling straight into. "But you're different." He set his sandwich down, and picked out an earbud. "You actually have some fucking class, unlike everyone else. You actually get what it means to be a decent fucking person."
He crossed his arms, and looked over to the side. "And you're not that bad."
The other stopped, and tilted his eyes up, just enough to see Karkat. "You actually think I'm good?"
The redblood drew a sharp breath. "I never said that. I just said you don't suck."
A smirk formed on Equius' lips. "I'll try to take that as a compliment."
"Yeah, what fucking ever." He picked up his sandwich again, and starting diminishing it even faster.
A buzzer went off in the distance, and Karkat immediately crammed the sandwich into his mouth, and picked together his stuff, putting away the earbuds. "Shee you later, fucknub." He waved, and shuffled off. Equius slung his guitar over his back.
"Goodbye, Vantas." He strutted off, humming a tune in his head since a couple minutes ago.
