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Tavros

Like his brother had promised, Rufioh had covered for him and their father didn't know about the trip to the police station and hopefully it stayed that way. Their father was a cop so that's why he had been so familiar with the officer the other night, he knew him as one of his father's buddies. When asked why he was out there, he gave him a poor excuse that he actually believed. But that night was behind him now. Tavros had to admit, he owed his brother a great thank you.

It was morning and Tavros needed to get ready for school, his father had already woken up earlier to go to work and Rufioh was already down stairs making breakfast for the both of them. After getting Tavros was supposed to go to the table to eat before him and Rufioh drove to school. Rufioh had his own truck and of course it was red, he treated it with such care like it was his own child.

"Bub! Food's ready." Tavros heard his brother call him from the kitchen, he was only down the hall in his room. It actually used to be most of the garage but seeing as how having a room upstairs would be difficult, Tavros' father had a wall built in the large garage so now half of it was used as the boy's room.

"Uh, be t-there in a sec!" The younger Nitram boy called back as he pulled a pair of jeans out from his dresser drawer and used his arms to push himself towards his bed. With all the strength he could muster, Tavros placed himself onto the edge of the bed with his jeans in his lap. He had exceptional upper body strength and that was to be expected of someone who has spent several years without properly functioning legs.

Tavros put one foot at a time into the jeans, it was very difficult for him but he liked it better this way. He sort of disliked that he couldn't do a lot of things for himself or at least that's what Rufioh thought. Maybe Rufioh was just being a good brother and loved helping Tavros out but the young Nitram boy didn't appreciate it as much as Rufioh might think. "…d-damn…uh, this is p-pretty hard.." Tavros grunted as he fell back onto the bed and tried to pull his jeans on but it was proving to be a difficult task.

Rufioh

What's taking that kid so long? Maybe he feel out of his wheelchair.

Rufioh had a habit of treating Tavros like a helpless child, he himself had never realized this. He wouldn't admit out loud that Tavros wasn't capable of caring for himself or handling things but actions speak louder than words. And Rufioh's actions said that he didn't rely on Tavros for anything.

Rufioh placed his and Tavros' breakfast onto the table and then made his way into his little brother's room. "Everything okay, bub?" The taller male said as he stood on the other side of Tavros' door. From where he was standing he could hear the younger boy groan in frustration followed by a rustling noise. "I-i'm fine, uh, Ruff." Tavros' voice was strained.

Completely ignoring the younger boy, Rufioh opened the door slightly and peeking in. "Are you sure you don't want my help bub?"

Tavros

Tavros groaned once again, his pants were a pain in the neck to put on in the morning. The boy couldn't lift his hips to slide on his jeans, he was completely defeated.

Jeans 1….Tavros -5

That's right, he graded himself in the negatives because that's how pathetic he thought his situation was. Tavros heard his brother outside his room, Rufioh was probably going to offer his help but…it's just…JUST SCREW THAT!

Tavros was almost seventeen, he needed to learn to do these sort of things on his own and he was sick of his brother's help. JUST SICK OF IT.

Tavros started to try and put on his pants again, faster and more determined this time. He hadn't even noticed his older brother enter the room and when he did, he just turned red in the face. Muttering a few words that couldn't be heard and then the young Latino reached above him, grabbed one of his pillows and threw it in Rufioh's direction.

"H-H-Hey!...I-I'm, uhh, trying t-to change." Tavros just heard a bit of laughter fill the room after Rufioh dodged the pillow and walked closer to his bed. Tavros just covered his face with his hands and groaned heavily, maybe over exaggerated as well.

"And how's that going along bub?" The red dyed male sat down next to his younger brother and tugged his shirt a bit. "Come here Tav or I can't help you." Finally removing his hands from his face, Tavros could see his older brother gesture for him to sit up. Sighing, the Mo hawked boy pushed his upper body to sit up and he wrapped his arms around Rufioh's neck like he was told to do.

V-vriska was right…uh, I'm t-totally lame.

Rufioh

"Come on, get a hold of me." The older Nitram brother moved the younger into his lap, until it seemed Tavros was straddling him and he tugged up his jeans. Rufioh seemed to be oblivious to Tavros' sour mood, he ruffled his brother's hair and set him back in his chair. "So cute, you still wear briefs with fairies on them." Again Tavros was muttering something that couldn't be made out clear enough.

"Alright, come out and eat breakfast. Classes start in an hour and I don't want to be late Tav." With that Rufioh exited his younger brother's room, sitting down in the kitchen to eat while he watched some cartoons.

Tavros

"I-it's Tinkerbell.." Tavros muttered under his breath as he wheeled over to his desk.

Uhhh…That w-was so..uh, uncool.

Tavros shook his head lightly, trying to forget what had just happened. He didn't hate that his older brother was such a helpful guy, it was more that he wanted to do things for himself without help. As Tavros saw it, he needed to do these things to prove he was a man like his father and Rufioh. Their father was the manliest but Rufioh wasn't far behind from catching up, he had always been following in their dad's footsteps.

Upon looking closer at his desk, Tavros had noticed the red and white striped scarf. He got it from Gamzee last night, he even had his PesterChum username so he could contact him. Maybe he would bring up the scarf later in a conversation, well that is if the clown even remembered Tavros.

Some people only ever acknowledge Tavros just because he is paralyzed and did it out of pity, his only friend was Vriska like the one-eyed boy had mentioned so many times before.

Who w-wanted to be friends with…uh, someone b-broken?

Despite all the boy's worries and doubts, he logged onto the site and gave Gamzee a friendly 'hello'. After that he heard his older brother call him once more down to the kitchen, he logged off and went to eat quickly before they had to leave for school. Rufioh was a student but he was a college student, he had graduated high school two years ago and now was a sophomore in college. Tavros was a junior in high school and where Rufioh attended classes wasn't far from the high school so Tavros had a ride.

"Slow down bub or you'll choke." Tavros felt a kind of hard slap on the back as Rufioh passed him, settling in a seat right across from the young Nitram boy. His older brother probably didn't mean it, he was just too well built and it didn't hurt that much, it just stung momentarily.

"Uh..y-yeah." Tavros said slowing his pace, he was still a bit flustered about being almost seventeen and he still needed his older brother to help him get dressed.

The table went silent again, the only sound audible was the television which Rufioh had turned on a little while ago. Tavros started to think about Gamzee again, how odd he was for a teenage boy and his weird quirks like the face paint he wore but it was still kind of cute to the Latino. He had a few other friends online but he mostly just role played with them, he seemed to live in the same area as Gamzee, and so they could actually hang out.

The young Latino boy was hopeful that they would hit it off…..wait

N-not l-like dating o-or, uh, anything. J-j-just friends…

But Gamzee was pretty good looking and he was tall which Tavros favored in a person of interest.

I-i'm not thinking a-about..uh, this!

Rufioh just stared at his younger brother as the boy's face reddened and when Tavros had finally lifted his gaze, he turned red to the ears seeing that Rufioh had been watching him. "I-I'M DONE." Tavros spoke, his head down as he grabbed his plate and set it in the sink before going into the living room to get his jacket. Rufioh's eyes just followed the younger Latino as he frantically made his way out of the kitchen. The kid was weird. Shrugging it off, the red dyed boy set his plate in the sink as well, grabbing his keys from the table and then heading out the door. Helping his brother get into his truck before taking him to school.

Gamzee

adiosToreador began pestering terminallyCapricious [TC]

AT: hEY GAMZEE, uHH, iT'S ME TAVROS.

AT: i HOPE YOU REMEMBER ME, uM, iT'S COOL IF YOU DON'T THOUGH.

AT: uHHH, i GUESS THAT'S ALL I, uH, hAD TO SAY

AT: ...

AT: oH, aND UH, gOOD MORNING }:D

adiosToreador ceased pestering terminallyCapricious [TC]

Gamzee had awoken to this Motherfuckin' adorable miracle in the morning, he was happy that Tavros had even remembered to message him. Tavros had really made his day, he made a new friend and even before one day of school.

terminallyCapricious [TC] began pestering adiosToreador

TC: ThAnKs MoThErFuCkEr, YoU sUrE mAdE a BrOs MoThErFuCkIn' DaY fOr SuRe

TC: WiTh ThAt CuTe AsS sMiLeY

TC: …

TC: hOnK ;o)

terminallyCapricious [TC] ceased pestering adiosToreador

The mopped headed boy decided to head to their small kitchen to eat some poptarts, he needed to be going soon or he wouldn't catch the bus to school. Gamzee's brother was already at work, he worked during the day and took a few night classes so most of the time Gamzee was at home alone. Though their place felt especially empty today considering they had just moved into the apartment and the place had been making some weird noises. Kurloz said old places did that a lot but Gamzee was sure it was some kind of ghost and he actually hoped to catch it. Making friends with a ghost was a once in a life time chance, right?

There was a ton of unpacked boxes spread throughout the apartment, they might have been able to finish unpacking if Gamzee had not stopped to stargaze and actually made it home last night earlier than he did.

Gamzee was pretty excited about school, he actually tried to make an effort in his appearance. He even tried combing his hair but gave up after breaking his third comb. The Makara's hair will forever be untamed and continue to be a hassle for all. He found pants instead of wearing his pajama bottoms, they were so comfy though that he ended up putting them on again for just a second to relax and later forgetting to take them off before going to school. Gamzee put on a black shirt and then his purple hoodie over it. He was ready to go….

….But wait. Suddenly after finishing his delicious poptart, Gamzee noticed the light in the kitchen was a bit off. It sort of flickered sometimes or just shined really bright and then died down a little. It was SUPER annoying.

But he also couldn't stop staring at it, in a way it was kind of mystical.

All up and fighting, not wanting to die out for some shit. Motherfucker probably got too many motherfuckin' regrets to go now.

Gamzee literally stood there for fifteen minutes, just staring as this light flickered and his eyes are probably forever damaged but he didn't seem to care. But wasn't this sort of behavior to be expected of a stoner?

The light began glowing brighter and brighter quickly, a high pitched sound coming from it as well and it disappeared just as fast. The light bulb shattered into many pieces and luckily Gamzee wasn't close enough to actually get hurt. He picked up the broken pieces and disposed of them in the trash can.

Miracles come and they can go at any time, so make the best of any miracle and try to hold on. "Shit man, this motherfucker better get his move on." Distraction now set aside, Gamzee grabbed his backpack and headed out the door. He already missed the bus after wasting time on the light bulb so he was going to walk to school today, he might be a bit late on his first day in a new school.

Vriska

Vriska was waiting outside the school gates, wearing his typical blue jeans, black shirt under a grey collared shirt, and blue converse. The only thing off about him is he wears sunglasses with the right lens missing. He couldn't see through his left eye and preferred to keep it covered. He had a pet spider named….well he hadn't actually given it a name yet but he sure did love feeding it and watching it eat their prey alive.

His spider mostly ate insects but sometimes he would spoil the dear and feed the arachnid mice or small birds.

He had a few people who he could call friends, too many enemies to count, and a toy. Speaking of toy, here he had come now. Vriska watched as the ugly red truck parked in front of the school, Rufioh stepping out of the driver's seat to help Tavros into his wheelchair.

He was a broken toy no doubt but still fun to mess with. Vriska grinned as Tavros came up to him, seems like he was in a better mood than last night.

"Sup Taaaav! Does this mean your laaaameee tantrum is over with then, hm?" He placed his hands on his hips, leaning closer to the broken boy. The Latino simply held out his hand towards Vriska and looked at the one eyed boy with a stern expression.

"Hmmm? Whaaat's this?" He asked, looking at the hand and then smirking as his gaze fell on Tavros once more.

"L-listen Vriska, uh, I know y-you have it. S-s-so give it..um, back." Vriska had to hold in a laugh as he covered his mouth looking at Tavros very amused, this kid was so freaking amusing. Who was he trying to kid, acting all manly when he couldn't even stand up for himself…LITERALLY. "V-vriska….J-just hand m-my phone o-o-over…uh, please." Tavros opened his mouth again, he clearly wanted it back badly but so what?

"If you reaaally wanted it that baaaadly Tav, you would take it from me. C'mooon, be a maaaan." The one eyed boy slipped the phone out of his pocket, the one he had gotten last night when Tavros left it in his car.

Tavros just glared at Vriska for a moment, he was not amused in the slightest but Vriska was. "Geeez, shouldn't you be thaaanking mee? I mean I diiid keep it safe for you Taaavros. I know! How about a kiss?" Vriska held the phone high above Tavros' grasp and set one hand on the arm of his wheelchair, leaning in like he was actually expecting a kiss. Though he would never want that from someone like Tavros. Would he?

Grooooss! I might as weeell kiss a wet dooog!

Tavros

A-A-A…UH, K-KISS!

The young Latino began turning red in the cheeks, he was so embarrassed and even if Vriska was just fooling around there was no way of knowing if he was kidding or not. The guy was kind of crazy and worse, he was Tavros' 'friend'. Tavros didn't actually even know what to call their relationship, he was too afraid to even ask.

"Q-uit m-messing a-…uh, around." Tavros said as he was sinking down in his chair trying to get further away from Vriska's face, he seemed to be pleased enough with Tavros' reaction and gave the boy his phone back.

F-finally. T-that was s-s-seriously, uh, intense.

The bell rang and everyone who was still outside began heading through the doors, before Tavros could even attempt to move, Vriska had begun pushing the boys wheelchair in the direction of an entrance. Great Tavros wasn't going to be late to class but maybe thrown through the door themselves because when Vriska tended to be rough when it came to him or his wheelchair.

Why are they friends again? Oh yeah, because they had practically grown up on the same street and in the same school. Also no one would play with Tavros because his father was a cop, they all must have assumed he would be some kind of nark, which he wasn't. Like it or not, Vriska was all Tavros had or what he thought he had.

"Uh, Vriska…..?" The Mo hawked boy suddenly felt his wheelchair come into a halt and when looking over to the one eyed boy curiously, Vriska just pointed to the stairs.

"Soooorry Taaav, no cripples beyond this point." Vriska grinned starting to head up the stairs, he had purposely taken the only school entrance that wasn't handicapped accessible and it was to tease Tavros once again.

"S-s-seriouly V-vriska…uh, y-you can't just, uh, leave m-me." The Latino quickly reached out his hand grabbing the back of his 'friends' shirt and pulling it hard enough to where Vriska would fall back a step and almost lost his balance. He seemed to regret it the second he did it.

Vriska

Tavros made him fumble back, made HIM ALMOST TRIP. WHAT THE HELL WAS HE GOING TO DO IF HE HAD HURT HIMSELF?! HUH?! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT CRIPPLE GOING TO DO FOR HIM!

Regaining a bit of posture, Vriska just turned around to look at the Latino and glared him hard. "Look Tav! I can't keep babysitting you for my ENTIIRREE life. You need to man up! EITHER GROW A PAIR OF NEW LEGS THAT ACTUALLY WORK OR CRAWL YOUR WAY UP HERE." Tavros tried to open his mouth again but Vriska had looked at him in the way that said 'say another word and I'll kick you out of that chair!'. So he shut up and watched Vriska leave him, classes had nearly started by now and Tavros was still outside.

Tavros

It's s-so scary, uh, when h-he's angry.

Tavros should have known better than try to reason with Vriska, reasoning was obviously not in the guy's dictionary. He got lashed out at by the angry teenager and was left outside in this mess. The school was large and Tavros would have to stroll to the other side of the building to get to stairs that were handicapped accessible. It was a pain but the Latino wasn't left with many options, he just had to suck it up.

Moving back with his wheelchair, Tavros was startled by a low yelp and when he quickly turned his head to see what it was he saw another boy holding his foot. The Mo hawked boy frowned slightly, feeling bad about the guy's injury before smiling. It wasn't that he was happy he hurt someone, it was…

"GAMZEE?!" Tavros was shocked yet happy to see the other boy.

Gamzee

Tavros was a perfect ninja, perfect stealth, perfect maneuvering skills, perfect eye sight, and so on. To his surprise, when coming up to the school noticing he was a little late, he saw a boy sitting out in front of the school building. And to a greater surprise, that boy was his new friend Tavros Nitram! How motherfuckin' great, he thought to himself that this must be a miracle from the mirthful messiahs.

Gamzee's plan was to scare this 'lil motherfucker' or at least pounce him, he was getting pretty attached to the guy but who could question him? He was the slightest bit curious as to why Tavros was still out here anyway but he had more important things to do like Make this Motherfucker jump from his seat.

"Ouch!" That plan went right out the window, not only had his cover been blown but now his foot was kind of hurting like some kid in a wheelchair had run over it…Oh wait, that did happen. Seriously, what were those chairs made of because it hurt a lot more than expected.

Gamzee whimpered for a minute before hearing Tavros call out his name, he lifted his head to look at those concerned brown caramel eyes of his. Made it almost worth the small foot injury.

"Y-yo Tavbro.." The clown gave away a weary smile as he continued to nurse his foot. The young Latino boy quickly started apologizing for his clumsiness but Gamzee reassured him that he would live. More importantly, why was Tavros out here?

Giving the boy a few looks trying to figure out the situation, Gamzee slipped his hands into his pockets and then his eyes finally fell on the stairs. Of course, his bro was having some difficulties with his worst enemy. Smiling wide, the clown nodded his head towards Tavros. "Don't worry Tavbro. This motherfucker got's it."

Gamzee, motherfucker, you're gonna up and become this lil man's Knight in Fuckin' Shining Armor.

Tavros looked confused at the taller male for a moment before he was suddenly lifted out of his chair with no sweat by Gamzee and carried bridal style up the stairs. The Latino tried telling the other 'no' or that 'he was fine' and 'could do it himself' but Gamzee continued onward. Tavros' face completely red as he was being carried like some sort of princess, he was really embarrassed.

"No need to all up and be embarrassed, about a bro helping his bro, right bro?" Gamzee smiled wide as he looked down at the boy in his arms and then set him down at the top of the steps before heading back down to get Tavros' chair. He had almost forgotten completely about it.

"G-gamzee….I d-didn't want, uh, y-your help….I-I could have done it..uh, by myself." The Mo hawked boy looked down, his hands in his lap, waiting for Gamzee to point out that it was almost impossible for him to do it himself.

"I know you motherfuckin' could Tavbro…."

What? Did Tavros hear that right or not? Because it sounded like Gamzee actually believed he could get up those stairs on his own. ON HIS OWN, WITH NO HELP WHATSOEVER. Did he really hear that correctly?

"..But this motherfucker really wanted to help his bro out, even when his bro doesn't need this motherfuckers help." Tavros felt himself be lifted again and placed down into his wheelchair, Gamzee patted his head as he smiled like he always did. "I swear next time Tavbro, you can motherfuckin' take care of this motherfucker."

"A-alright, uh, b-bro. That sounds….uh, r-really cool Gamzee." The Latino boy blushed lightly, looking away from Gamzee. Tavros was really cute and Gamzee thought so too.

Grabbing ahold of the wheelchair, Gamzee began pushing his lil bro inside and stopping by the office to get his schedule as well as excuses for their tardiness. Seemed he and Tavros shared a few classes together, both had the same lunch period, they shared an advanced Chemistry class together. Why Gamzee was being put in advanced chemistry was beyond him but he was cool with it as long as he got to be with his new friend. He wondered if he could get classes with Karkat too, his best friend.

I wonder if this motherfucker will let me take a ride on the sweet ass wheelchair.


So~ I hope you liked it. I'm probably going to continued you writing this whether no one like it or not, i'm really enjoying writing it and coming up with ideas to happen in the story~! JUST SO MUCH FUN FOR ME :3 I promise that Karkat, Sollux, and a few of the others will make their way into the story in the next chapter. BYE~! I LOVE YOU!