Art Class – 1
"Karkat, I think she's staring at you again." Kanaya whispers to Karkat.
"Oh Jesus Christ please kill me right where I stand." Karkat mumbles to himself. "What is she doing?"
"She's just looking at you."
"So she's seriously just spending all of art class just to stare at me."
"Yes. But I think she's already finished with her project. It looks hideous but she finished it."
"Oh fuck me sideways, LEIJON!" Karkat snaps at the girl staring at him from across the room and she looks away quickly. "KEEP YOUR CREEPY ASS EYES AWAY FROM THE DIRECTION THAT I'M IN FOREVER. I DON'T NEED A FILTHY CAT GIRL WHO NEVER SLEEPS STALKING ME!"
Kanaya watches as no one in the class seems to react, being so used to his outbursts. It has been only two weeks into the school year and everyone around Karkat already knows how to ignore his loud screaming. Kanaya is frankly surprised by it, considering it took her at least a month to not cringe when Karkat would even speak.
"Fuck, Kanaya, what's her problem? I'm minding my own damn business and she acts like that."
"I think she finds you charming."
"WELL, OBVIOUSLY! I'm surprised that you haven't fallen for me too, Kanaya. Of course, you're my best friend, so I'm thankful that you aren't stalking me or anything."
"You always drag me everywhere with you anyway, how do you know that I don't stalk you? According to our normal behavior, it would be exactly the same if I stalked you. You wouldn't even notice." Kanaya smiles at him and Karkat turns red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment.
"Shut up."
"No thanks. I'm pretty sure that I have the right to speak as much as I want as long as it isn't offensive."
"Have you been talking to my brother or something?" Karkat glares at Kanaya in reply to her strangely familiar behavior to that of his brother's.
"Maybe a bit. I personally think that he is rather interesting. He has a good point on a few of his topics. He's definitely more annoying than you, but he keeps his rude opinions to himself. I appreciate it."
"Oh my god why did I even ask? Let's stop talking about him now, saying his name is an omen. For all I know he could just pop up out of nowhere."
"Oh, you mean saying 'Kankri' is bad? I had no idea, Kankri definitely never told me that saying 'Kankri' is bad! He never seems to fret when saying 'Kankri', so I thought there was no problem with saying 'Kankri'."
"OH MY GOD SHUT UP NOW IM CURSED. HE'S GOING TO SHOW UP AFTER CLASS OR SOMETHING AND MAKE ME TELL HIM WHY HE STARTED GETTING TURNED ON IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS FUCKING BUSINESS CLASS."
"He gets aroused by someone saying his name? Even if he can't directly hear them?"
"I DON'T KNOW, I JUST ASSUMED THAT IT'S HOW HE ALWAYS SHOWS UP WHEN HE IS MENTIONED?"
Kanaya turns her head away to laugh at the notion and Karkat fumes in reply.
"Why am I even your friend?" Karkat sighs loudly and goes back to furiously drawing the people he hates getting killed. He adds lots of red blood to Nepeta and Kankri and begins to add Kanaya to the picture, making sure to make her look extra hideous.
Kanaya kisses Karkat's cheek and watches as his face lights up in red. "Why the fuck did you just do that?! We're in public!"
"Aw come on, you like it when I kiss you."
"Uh, I did in like ELEMENTARY SCHOOL!"
"You mean middle school. I remember it clearly being in middle school. In fact, last year, if I'm not mistaken."
Karkat glares at Kanaya and begins pounding his fist in the desk in agony. "Leave me alone."
Kanaya laughs happily and the two both continue working on their artwork.