Soo.. Third chapter.. Woohoo! I hope you enjoy ;) All reviews are highly appreciated

Karkat wasn't really sure why he had agreed to do this. It was probably the last things he wanted to do right now.. or ever for that matter. He had deliberately been avoiding and postponing his visit to Gamzee.

He had forbidden everyone to visit him until Karkat himself had assessed the situation, Like a good leader should.. The visit in question never happened though. Gamzee got off people's minds eventually and Karkat assumed that he never would have to see that clown's ugly face again.

Yeah, Now he had promised Tavros to go over to his goddamn house, He didn't have much of a choice here.

He was honestly worried about Tavros, It would certainly not look good if the other found out that the rustblooded troll had died due to Karkat's negligence.

A leader needed to look out for his team, No matter how annoying and pathetic they may be.

Though deep down he knew he didn't avoid Gamzee out of disdain, He did it out of fear.

He wasn't scared of Gamzee's psychotic side..

Not at all.. Nope.. Okay a little.. But that wasn't why he had postponed his visit.

The fact that he had been forced to kill the subjuggalator had left a deep imprint on him, What he feared most was in fact, Gamzee's response. He couldn't say he liked him, Though he couldn't say he hated him either.

Maybe he somehow considered him a friend. But he had no idea how Gamzee would react to being killed. Well, He wasn't really himself at the time but.. Maybe the old Gamzee had still been there, Just underneath his batshit crazy surface..

And Karkat had killed him. Karkat had never died himself but he couldn't really think it was a pleasant experience, he could very well imagine Gamzee being pissed off about it, or sad..

Or anything really.. A negative response what he feared the most.

Then he realized he had been standing around, Doing absolutely nothing for a good 5 minutes. Well if he wanted to get to Tavros before he ended up decapitated again he better get going.

Fuck.. What had he gotten himself into. He walked out into the hall, Grabbed a hoodie and was out the door. No turning back now, Pussy.. Karkat reminded himself.

Yeah. No chickening out today. He had to face Gamzee someday. He walked down the street with his signature scowl on his face, He couldn't say he was content with the situation.

Gamzee lived in one of the most inconvenient places on Alternia. Next to a forest and the sea, Both of them filled to the brim with dangerous and hostile monsters..

Yeah, He wasn't going to enjoy the trip. He pulled out his trusty 'Homes smell ya later' and began walking, No turning back. He reminded himself a second time, He wasn't really sure whether it was Gamzee himself or the trip which made him so unmotivated.

Meanwhile back at Gamzee's house, Tavros was frantically flipping through the TV channels. He wasn't just aimlessly searching for something watchable to pass the time, No he had a mission.

The objective was to find the sappiest, corniest, most clichee'd movie he could find. It was a little trick he'd learned from Terezi, Most trolls relieved stress by fighting, killing and stealing, Karkat turned to Troll Will Smith and his 'hilarious' antics.

Tavros knew it was a good way to calm down Karkat. The smell inside this house had already given him a headache, He doubted he would find Karkat's raging fits a very pleasant experience right now.

He finally found one that matched the criteria. All that was missing now was Karkat.

He himself didn't find these movies very interesting but he guessed it was an appropriate way of passing some time, He made himself as comfortable as one could while sharing a couch with a sleeping troll and concentrated on the TV screen.

Almost an hour later there was a knock on the door. Unlike Tavros' wimpy attempt the sound was clearly heard through the house. Tavros barely had the chance to stand up before Karkat came barging in.

"Tavros, Are you fucking insane? I mean, Honestly, Do you thi.. What the hell is with this smell? Did something roll up and fucking die in here? Judging by the looks of i..." Karkat stepped into the living room in full rage mode but was swiftly interrupted by a "Shooosh" from Tavros.

He didn't want risking waking up Gamzee, Not to mention his headache. Tavros knew that Karkat's rants began relatively quietly until he quickly trapped it up into a flamethrower of screaming and anger.

"Ofcourse, We don't want the psycho clown to wake up.." He muttered and threw a glare at Gamzee. "Umm, I don't think he' that psycho.. Really.." Tavros said cautiously but his words were ignored.

"Yeah, Yeah, Whatever, Fuckass.. Anyway, What are you watching?" Karkat said, The TV-apparatus had caught his attention.

He violently pushed Tavros to the side, forcing him to sit with Gamzee's feet in his lap and then he sank down into the soft cushions.

Well, What did you know? It was one of his favorites.

Tavros felt relieved, He was used to being pushed around, even by Karkat. At this point, He barely took offence. Ofcourse it wasn't a pleasant experience but it was just his way of life.

Though right now he weren't pushed around as much, At least not in the literal sense. It was nice to finally be able to walk again, Not seeing the world from the perspective of a bonebulge.

Tavros could easily admit that he was happy that Karkat was here, He found some comfort in not being alone anymore, He didn't feel very safe in an empty and big house with a stoned sleeping subjuggalator as his only company.

With Karkat came the safety from his own illusions.

They both watched the crappy movie until the end, Karkat was a lot more engaged while Tavros lazily looked at the screen with half-lidded eyes.

Karkat had repeated the title three times already while discussing the plot and the actors but Tavros had already forgotten it. It was incredibly long and descriptive, Just as many other Troll-movies.

The ending was cheesy and predictable and while Tavros would like to complain, He knew better. Openly voicing his views would only fuel Karkat's rage and he could realy do without on of his rants right now.

Besides, He thought Gamzee could use some sleep without having to wake up to Karkat screaming about the lead-actress' great potential.

Tavros remember the time when he had been scared of Karkat, It had taken a while for him to realize that he was all bark and almost no bite. If he kept himself in his little corner and didn't make too much of a fuss, Hanging out with Karkat was endurable.

He had to admit sometimes it was quite fun listening to him but right now, With a headache pounding in his head, He wasn't very keen on that thought.

He listened to Karkat praising the movie with mild interest. Nodded when when it was appropriate to do so. Still, he kept an eye on Gamzee while he wondered how much longer he could stay asleep.

Karkat was quickly absorbed into the movie, It made it able for him to ignore the stench and his "best friend's" snores. Still, It wasn't as easy to focus as it had been the first time he'd watched this movie.

Or the second or seventh for that matter.. He blamed the troll sleeping next to him, His thought kept wandering off to Gamzee but it wasn't the snores which disturbed him.

Karkat couldn't say he handled being a killer gallantly. He had found himself being more nervous than usual, A bit more angry and a bit more of every negative feeling he could think of.

Well, The rest of the trolls, himself included, knew he wasn't the jolliest in the bunch but his.. guilt had putted some strain on him. He may be an asshole but he had a conscience after all.

He wondered how Gamzee could be so peaceful.

Copious amounts of sopor slime probably, Judging from the pietins scattered around the room. How did Gamzee feel about being killed? How did Gamzee feel after killing someone?

It was just a flurry of questions inside his mind. All of them equally pathetic. None of those were ever going to see the light of day, Asking question would make it seem like he didn't knew what was best, Make him seem stupid, Make him seem like not the ideal leader.

Yeah, Fuck questions. Fuck Gamzee. Fuck everything. Just watch the movie.

Gamzee wasn't the one who would immediately spring up as soon as he was awake. He liked to lay down, Close his eyes, Relax and collect his thoughts.

Though Gamzee didn't have a lot to collect, Usually. Recently his sleep had been riddled with nightmares. This time was no exception, Though it wasn't as bad as it could've been, In fact it had been a relatively happy dream compared to some.

Tavros decapitated head had been talking to him, It didn't even seem to be aware that it's body had been missing so he and Tav just had a normal conversation.

Or as normal one could act while talking to the separated head from a friend.. Gamzee remember being nauseous during the whole conversation, It had been so wrong.

His memories from before the nap was blurry as usual but something was bugging him. It was like his subconscious was tying to remind him, As if he had forgotten something important.

He frowned and tried to remember but his attempt was fruitless. Oh well, It was probably not that important then. His mind was still quite fuzzy, Though everything was clearing up.

Memories started resurface and he tried his best to ignore him but soon he stood there with the club in his hand again, Damn. His hand gripped the nonexistent object in his hand.

He needed some more pie, He needed to relax.

Then he heard voices, At first he thought he just felt more sober than he actually was, Then he recognized them.

"I mean this scene is just brilliant, How the fuck can't you see that? I mean you can really feel what the director was going for right here." Karkat, Damn, What was that motherfucker doing here?

"Umm.. I guess so.." A nervous voice replied. Tavros too, huh? He smiled in his "sleep".

He was happy that they were here but there was some unsettling thought chewing in the back of his head.

They were here, No questions about that. But why were they here? During normal circumstances he would have greeted them with open arms, Laughed or maybe cried little.

Now, He could barely hear their voices without his thoughts trailing towards them plotting against him and wanting to get their revenge.

He was so motherfucking tired of this shit, Of being a paranoid motherfucker. He couldn't even trust his friends anymore, While he knew these thoughts was irrational there was nothing he could do to keep them away.

Still, He wanted to be happy. His friends were visiting him and he couldn't say he was upset or angry, That must count as some kind of happy?

Gamzee figured that he could just exaggerate his existing happiness, Push those weird thoughts back and pretend..

He didn't like the sound of that, He wanted to be honest but he didn't think that if he openly voiced his suspicions Karkat or Tavros would be very flattered.

Yes, Pretending was the best and only option, For now atleast.

It was probably time for him to 'wake up' now, He could hear some music in the background and both Karkat and Tavros had gone quiet. He could very well been thinking that they'd left him if his feet wasn't resting in Tavros lap.

Now that he thought of it, It was quite uncomfortable, Time to get the act on. He let out a loud and somewhat theatrical yawn.

Both Tavros and Karkat turned around and Gamzee was really happy he didn't have to fake this part, He was a horrible actor anyway.

The happiness he felt when he actually saw his best bro and friend was immeasurable to what he felt just by hearing their voices. His face cracked up into an ear to ear smile.

Tavros was there, Alive and well. That fact alone was enough to make him happier than he'd been in a very long time but then he spotted Karkat, This was a very good day.

They both were looking at him with a mix of surprise and what he really hoped wasn't fear.

No, He had to stop feeding his paranoia. He tried to focus on his happiness instead. He could be a nervous wreck later, When no one was around to see him.

Tavros smiled as he saw Gamzee's face again. He looked better. For one, He wasn't high as a kite and covered in slime. He seemed more energetic now as well and more .. Aware.

He was more like good old Gamzee, Tavros had to admit he didn't like him when he were so drugged up. It was so hard to contact him.

Although he was newly awakened, he had noticed he had company and was shining like a sun right now.

Still he felt compelled to ask "Are you alright, Gamzee?" As always, There was a nervous undertone to his voice.

There wasn't really anything he could do about it, It was very hard for him to hide his emotions and when he felt nervous, He sounded.. Well, Nervous

Karkat's presence weren't exactly an ego booster, He wasn't really known for his optimistic and encouraging attitude.

" I'm more than motherfucking alright, Bro. I'm on the highest motherfucking top of the world right now." Gamzee said as he pointed his finger towards the ceiling and drew tiny little circles in the air.

The sentence was followed by his usual cackling laugh. "I mean, I take a nap and then I wake up, I find you two motherfuckers here" Gamzee continued.

Tavros just nodded, He wasn't sure how he would respond to that, He didn't want to mention that h'd been here for about two hours already.

Strangely the otherwise loudmouthed troll remained had expected him to scream, shout, rant or atleast say something but he was quiet. Tavros didn't dare to turn around so he could only imagine Karkats facial expression.

Karkat stared at Gamzee with a frown, He wasn't sure what to think. There was no traces of the psychopath that had scared him shitless a month ago.

Nope, Just the regular, foulmouthed, drugged up Gamzee.

The next few moments were filled with Gamzee's chuckles. Karkat had to admit he hadn't missed them. They were annoying as a featherbeast being strangled and impossible to stop.

However that wasn't what annoyed him the most.

Karkat wondered how he act so.. normal. This wasn't right and it wasn't fair.

Gamzee kills two people in cold blood, No issues there, He was fucking fine but good old Karkat Vantas commits one justified killing and he's scarred for life.

Well, Calling Gamzee fine was a bit of an overstatement. He was mental to begin with but.. Fuck.

He abandoned his train of thought, He didn't want to think more about this shit. It got him too worked up.

"Come on, Let's get out of here. The smells is giving me a migraine" He muttered and stood up and began walking towards the door. He didn't even look back to see if the other two followed..

"Whoa, What's that motherfucker's problem" He heard Gamzee say behind him. He stopped in his tracks and grounded his teeth, The last thing he needed right now was Gamzee's idiotic comments.

"To be honest Gamz, It kind of stinks in here.." Tavros pointed out.

What was left of Karkat's patience went up in flames. "Thaaank you, Numbskull. Come on, Let's go. Before my rage builds up into a fucking fortresss of contempt and anger from which I'll launch cannonballs of pure and utter hatred.. And guess what, Nooksniffers? I've just arranged the bricks "

Karkat shouted, He could feel the headache he'd previously lied about coming on.

How convienient. Why did he have to be stuck with these assholes? Oh right, He'd chosen to be here. Karkat cursed his stupidity.

Luckily neither Tavros or Gamzee complained, He could hear footsteps behind him. Good, he couldn't really take anymore bullshit right now. Without looking back, He walked outside.