Dinner had gone smoothly, or as smooth as it could go around here anyway. Rose had gotten drunk and ended up having to be carried to her bedroom by Kanaya. Karkat had finally snapped and started yelling at Terezi about her table manners, then he stormed off. Leaving him and Terezi alone.
"Hey Rezi?"
"What?" She responded between mouthfuls of what was left of the mashed potatoes.
"Someone has been stealing my cape every night for the past couple days, everytime I get up to grab some midnight snackage it isn't there but it is always returned in the morning."
"Oh no!" Her hands came up to cover her mouth in mock astonishment, "what kind of monster would steal the great Dave Strider's cape?"
"Your crazy clown hate-boyfriend, or my intoxicated sister."
"Are those your suspects? Well you can cross Gamzee off the list since he refuses to go anywhere even remotely near your respiteblock." Terezi muttered pulling out a bottle of Faygo from- Where the fuck did that come from? Why do things/people just keep randomly appearing?
"Okay, well how about Rose she could have taken it when she was drunk?"
"True, but Kanaya keeps her on a pretty tight leash when she drinks to much I don't think she could even get out to steal your cape." The troll girl inquired taking yet another swig of brightly colored soda. "I guess she is still a suspect though, I mean Kanaya has to sleep sometimes."
She pondered on this for a second tapping her chin in exaggerated thoughtfulness."How about this? I have some leftover chalk crumble it up into powder and put it by all the entrances to your room, that way they'll leave delicious red footprints that you can follow in the morning!"
"Oh hell yeah! Thanks Rezi."
"No problem, cool kid. Here's some chalk!" She cackled tossing a piece of bright red chalk into his outstretched hands.
"I'm off to catch a cape culprate!"
He exclaimed speeding down the twisting and turning hallways of the meteor which were now familiar in a odd way.
It was hard not to miss his door he had painted it bright red and stuck the "Hero of Time" symbol on it along with some random scribbles the mayor had done on the lower portion of the door. He had also wrote the word "Dave" in messy letters on the very top of the door, when Dave had lifted him up.
He crumbled up the chalk in his hands and sprinkled it near his door and the door that lead into his bathroom, as well as the door that lead from that bathroom into his bedroom.
That is sure to catch the bastard.
Unfortunately the hardcore detective work had to wait, it was movie night with Karkat. As much as Dave tried to brush off watching the shitty romcoms with the little angry troll as irony, he actually enjoyed it. Karkat seemed like the only sane one left on the meteor, and honestly Dave enjoyed his company a lot more than he would ever admit out loud even if he did have to endure his shitty movies.
BANG! BANG!
A loud knock came on the door. Just from the force behind it he knew it was the king of shitty movies himself.
"Come in!"
He turned around to dig through his drawers for some clean pajamas to wear for the movie. After a while of having movie night in their god tier outfits Karkat had suggested they make it into a sort of "pajama party." Kanaya had made a couple pairs of pajamas for everyone and Rose had made a couple more by dicking around with the alchemiter.
He decided to wear his favorites tonight, a pair of long pajama pants covered with symbols for the quadrants much like his old bed sheets, and a Hero of Time t-shirt. Perfect!
"Dave fucking Strider, stop playing with your clothes and turn around!"
"Dude relax, I need to look strideriffic for your movie night I-"
His voice trailed off, he couldn't speak how do you even form words? Karkat Vantas was standing in your doorway wearing ONLY dark gray boxers. His hands on his hips as he glared his red eyes burning with hatred.
"Stop staring you nooksucker! Kanaya took all my clothes away to wash them, I need to borrow some pajamas."
"Hahah, dude that is so gay!"
"I don't give a fuck about your human sexuality, just give me some damn clothes or else I'll be watching movies in my underwear tonight."
A slight red blush dusted the normal stoic boy's face, the thought of Karkat spending two hours sitting next to him in his underwear was...confusing. It was a good thing his sunglasses hid most of his face otherwise Karkat would never let him live it down.
"Fine! But you better not get them dirty." Dave hissed in defeat, tossing a pair of shorts in the same pattern his pajama pants were in and his old red and white shirt, which he now chose to wear for pajamas.
"Turn around."
"I don't even get a thank you Kitkat?" Dave purred taking a step closer to the now flustered troll.
"I said turn around you insufferable prick!"