Tavros let out an annoyed sigh after another few hours of searching left him empty handed. It was unbelievably hard to do anything with sight in only one eye, constantly bumping into things or generally missing things he'd otherwise see. He wondered how Vriska could do this every day, but she had spent more time in this body then he had, so of course she'd have this whole blind in one eye thing down.
He decided to take a break since he wasn't getting anywhere with this, feeling a bit of a break would help clear his mind. He took off for Gamzee's room without thinking, but stopped halfway there. He kept forgetting that he and Vriska had switched bodies, and there was no way of convincing Gamzee that it was really him. He'd just have to make due with this body and hoped that Vriska and Gamzee were at least on talking terms so the two of them could still have a conversation.
There was no harm in trying at least, and Tavros was missing his best friend enough to risk it. He walked the rest of the way confidentially, but the heart in this body was thumping up into his ears loud enough to cause his hearing to falter. He knocked on the door and tried to come up with something to say as he waited for Gamzee to answer, but everything he came up with faded away as soon as he saw his friend ope the door.
"Hey Vriska" Gamzee stood there shirtless with wet hair like he had just gotten out of the shower. He didn't even have on his face makeup, which Tavros had never seen him without.
"G-Gamz, I uh, hope I wasn't interrupting anything" Tavros couldn't help the normal stutter his voice held, suddenly flustered at the sight of his friend.
"Nah, I just got my motherfuckin clean on. Didn't feel like puttin my face on just ye, hope it doesn't scare a strong motherfukcer like you away"
"W-What? Are you kiddin, you look fine" He did his best at smiling, but felt awkward.
"So, what's a motherfucker like you want from this chill motherfucker?" Ah, a friendly tone. Tavros smiled and let out a sigh of relief. Then again, Gamzee was friendly towards everyone, so he wasn't in the clear just yet.
"I just wanted to, um...talk"
"Sure thing motherfucker; come on in and get your chill on" Gamzee retreated into the room and Tavros followed, closing the door behind him. His room was littered with horns and bottles of Faygo all with varying amounts of the beverage which made Tavros chuckle.
Gamzee plopped down on a tattered looking beanbag chair, grabbing one of the already opened bottles.
"Make yourself at home" He smiled as Tavros sat down in an identical chair beside him.
"You wanna kick some Wicked Elixir?" Gamzee offered the bottle he was drinking from I a gentlemanly like manner. Tavros gladly accepted the bottle and took a quick swig, wrinkling his nose as he realized the soda was warm and flat.
"So Gamz...last night, you wouldn't have happened to see anything, did you?"
"You mean that mad wicked game of spin-the-bottle you and Tavros played?" He laughed at this and Tavros' eyes widened.
"We played what?" Tavros wanted to melt into the fabric of the beanbag chair.
"Yeah. You two sat there with that bottle between you and just kept spinning it and laughing for 'bout ten minutes straight. Then after that, you two kinda just looked at each other and started making out pretty motherfuckering fiercely"
"Y-you're joking..."
"'Fraid not blue blooded motherfucker" He shook his head and laughed slightly.
"Um, speaking of bottles; the one that we had, the one with the green liquid in it...do you know what we did with it?" Gamzee was silent for a few minutes as he thought.
"The last I saw it, you two were in my motherfucking horn pile" Tavros smiled widely. Finally a good place to look! He couldn't believe he hadn't thought of that, but was thankful that Gamzee remembered.
"Oh Gog, thank you! You don't know how much of a lifesaver you are!" Tavros couldn't contain his excitement and practically jumped on Gamzee in order to hug him.
"I owe you big time Gamz, you have no idea"
"Don't mention it motherfucker. Glad I could be of some assistance" Tavros squeezed him tighter before he let go and smiled at him.
"I'm gunna go look for it, I'll talk to you later" His voice practically squeaked with happiness, and he wasted no more time dashing back out to the main area of the lab where the Horn Pile was located.
A/N: 6th fic for NaNoWrimo. Guys, I REALLY apologize for this crappy of an update; but the last two days a lot of bad things have happened, and I just could not write. I promise, the next chapter will be a lot longer and better, so please forgive me :(
