John's POV before the party.
"Dave why are you wearing that!?" John shouted in complete and utter terror!
"Dude do you ever use your head? Cause it's the best damn costume to help you out." He replied while standing outside his doorway with arms crossed.
"Where did you even get that and did you shave your legs?" John was now closing his eyes and opening them up to see if he was dreaming. To only find out that he wasn't. His friend's master plan was totally making him a nervous train wreck. Specifically cause it revolved around wearing a Japanese school girl uniform of all things!
"John my eyes are up here." Dave was now pointing to his shades. "Also this isn't mine it's my bro's."
"Why!?"
"Cause he doesn't judge Mr. Egbert, now are we going to talk all night or are we going to fuck shit up?" He stated before swinging a red purse with a tamagotchi key-chain over his shoulder.
John groaned while rubbing his face, thinking I should of saw this coming a mile away. A smile crept on his face before he started laughing at the whole scene he had just been apart of as he remembered Dave even went out of his way to wear lipstick. Dave smiling as he watched you nearly piss yourself from a complete giggle fit was not helping at all.
"Come on, come on, lets put my plan into motion already and get the lead out man."
John raised an eyebrow before asking, "What plan?" Dave walked past you before whispering, "Trade secret." Immediately making you think he has no plan.
After traveling across the ever changing landscape of the dream bubble for about twenty minutes, you made it to your destination. Rose's house had definitely changed since the last time you payed a visit. The building had now fused together with what you assume was Kanaya's house or hive? You find yourself not really giving a crap as you believe they were basically the same thing. While culture differences can prove to be interesting at some point but in all honestly in this instance it's calling the kettle, pot.
More interesting was how loud the whole building seem get the closer you and Dave ventured. When you made it to the entrance the music was so booming that yelling was the only way of talking over it. Which sounded like multiple DJs were having a all out rap battle royal mixed into a slurry of dub-step.
"I'm going to turn that shit down, I'll be back!" Dave yelled before charging into the party.
As you waited outside the entrance you saw that Vriska was standing right next to you the entire time.
"Oh hello!"
"Hiiiiiiii John!"
Vriska was dressed as what you assumed was a western preacher? "Whats your costume if you don't mind me asking?!"
Before she could answer the music inside the building fell silent instantly.
"It's suppose to be Marquis from the Hateful Eight!"
"You don't have to yell fuckass!" Karkat shouted back.
Vriska was glaring at him before she put Karkat under her control and made him jump through a window. All the while screaming, "I love you!" to whoever was on the other side. John was chuckling at the spectacle even more when he could hear Karkat yell, "Fuck off!" when he was back up.
"So ya that's my costume, any problems with it?" she asked.
"Nope. In hindsight it looks nice on you though didn't that character have a beard?" Which was shortly replied with, "I wouldn't look nice with a beard dork."
"I don't know, there is this guy named Santa Clause who sort of a big deal with a beard."
"Don't throw your human culture into this now, cause a fat red man with a eating problem isn't as big a deal as me." she huffed.
You chuckled, "I guess your right! So who did you come with your majesty?"
"Honestly there wasn't anyone I wanted to ask so I just showed up because fussy-fangs would probably not like me wasting the chance to wear one of her outfits again." She shrugged.
"Well you wanna head in then? I have to find Dave at some point anyway."
"Nah I'm having too much fun stopping all the Torea-dorks from getting into the party before you got here." As soon as she finished her sentence you heard what sounded like a stampede heading towards the door. Where Vriska was just happening to be standing at in that exact moment.
John watched as he saw a herd of bovine horned trolls rush the door while being led by a strange orange man yelling, "She can take away our freedom, dignity, and in some cases our lives! But she will never take away our right to solicit for the sake of debauchery!"
Followed by a united cheer of ,"Uh, YA!"
The mob ran over Vriska in righteous indignation, pouring into the building to party. Leaving you to take a moment to process this event.
Afterwards you pick up a trampled friend and head inside.
Terezi's POV at the party.
"I love you!"
Terezi finds herself cringing before she turns her head in time to hear Karkat bursting through a window. Only to land on top of Cronus of all trolls, who was very pleased with the sudden turn of events.
"Ya know chief you aught to buy a fella a drink first." He grinned.
Karkat kneed him in the the bulge before shouting, "Fuck off!" Afterwards leaving behind him a group of confused guests and a strangely smiling Ampora.
"Well ain't that just a motherfucking miracle if I've ever seen one sis." Gamzee said coyly.
You honestly didn't know what was begging for trouble at this point. Either Karkat's failure to use a door or the fact someone left this clown to be one of the bartenders behind this make shift counter top. Made to accommodate a vast array of bottles containing lucid inducing liquids, only to be left in the hands of Gamzee and Roxy. Terezi felt that if she was going to "see" a show it would definitely be here.
"Best seat in the house but by the way I have one question to ask."
He quickly replied, "If it's about how I died again, tats a secret so shhhhhhhh. Honk."
"As much as I would love to find out who dropped you. I'm way more interested in that bottle I smell a faint cherry scent from, over your pungent castigate." Terezi was pointing to a white bottle that had a small portrait of a beach on it's side.
"No can do sis, tonight we just slamming elixir's or water not any of madam's stash."
"But the madam's drinking it all as we speak." In front of her finger now was a chugging Roxy Lalonde. "Dammit motherfucker Kan sis is totally going to kill me again if she catches you get all up an shit high in this bitch!"
Terezi takes in the scene before her. Enjoying the sounds of the struggle and a smell of lust? Why yes you smelled correctly, as much as this tussle was brewing between the two a hint of desire was followed by what you could only summarize as desperation. Indeed this caught your attention suddenly just as John sat right next to you with a unconscious Vriska.
"So you canceled on me for Serket and she just couldn't say no right?" asking in a way that made you almost sound hurt.
John replied, "Totally, she was so into the idea she even let me walked right over her in sandals a hundred times." You could tell he was being snide as John was pointing to the footprints left on Vriska.
"But you couldn't see them real well to begin with."
"So I guess that means you started wearing even uglier shoes than those banana sleepers from before?" You began giggling at him for that sad attempt to get a rise out of you. He'll have to play better before the night is through. Though he'll find a way, he always does.
"Funny considering the yellow dress skirt." He retorted.
John then asked Roxy for a drink and was brought the already drunken white bottle from before plus five other already opened bottles. "Thank you!" John smiled. Roxy was about to reply before she remembered Gamzee was walking off to tell Rose she was giving away alcohol again. Leaving behind the bottles to Terezi, John, and a knocked out Vriska.
