(Gamzee's view)

I sat on the couch of my room, gazing up at the ceiling. (y/n) was lying on my lap, fast asleep. It had been a week since the Equius accident. I couldn't help but continuously pet her silky hair. She was so addicting.

Lying my head back, I went into a deep though. Did she feel the same way this motherfucker felt? I mean, do I have a chance with this lil mama…?

I was jolted out of my thoughts by (y/n) sitting up. She yawned loudly and smiled at me. "Oh, hey there, Gamzee."

She looked so tired yet so… delicious.

Clearing my throat I grinned widely. "Morning, lil mama." It came out more of an unintentional moan. It made her giggle.

I outstretched my arms and got a hold of a piece of paper on my table that Karbro must have all up and left. "(Y/N)! Look at this motherfucker!" Excitement ran through my veins at the paper I was holding. It was for the local circus.

Maybe I could take her… I just hope she all up and likes motherfuckin' carnivals. Who doesn't?

Her (e/c) eyes were staring at the paper. It took her awhile to finish reading, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "That sounds fucking rad, Gam." She smiled.

A hopeful thought crept into my mind as I stared at her. A grin couldn't help but take up my face. "Do you wanna all up and go to the carnival with this motherfucker?

The look on her face was fucking priceless.

(Y/n) grinned as wide as possible as her arms wrapped around my neck. The warmth emitting from her body was comforting. "I'd love to!" She squealed.

I grinned widely as I held her tightly against my chest, breathing in her scent. She didn't struggle or complain having to hug a motherfucker for a long while. Nuzzling my cheek against her hair I started to purr a low rumble in my chest. (Y/n) started to giggle, pulling back to stroke my hair.

"That's adorable." She smiled. If it wasn't for the makeup covering my cheeks, she would have been able to see them light up purple. I couldn't help but lie backwards, pulling (y/n) on top of my chest. Her cheeks lit up to a bright pink.

That miraculous smile of hers lit up her face as she started to pet my raven hair. The purring in my throat didn't stop. (Y/n) laid her cheek on my chest, closing her (e/c) eyes.

I ran a dangerously sharp, clawed hand through her (h/c) hair, smiling gently. "I feel so-" A large, angry screech was heard from the other room. "GAMZEE! (Y/N)!"

Fucking fuck, Karbro. This was the second time I couldn't explain to her…

Sighing I sat up, the purring stopping immediately. (Y/n) smiled shyly at you as she got up, stretching before making her way to the door. My gaze couldn't help but stare at her rear as she walked.

A small groan escaped my lips as I sat up. I shook my head. She looked back at me with a questioning glance. "I'm all up and coming, lil mama."

Damn. You wish that was said in a different way. Honk. ;o)

(Your view)

You could have sworn you heard Gamzee moan, or something along the lines of such. Shaking your head you went into the kitchen. Karkat stood there, arms crossed, looking just as pissed off as ever; for what reason? You had no idea.

"Are you motherfuckers going to that fucking carnival tonight?" Gamzee nodded hastily. "Do you guys think I should… ask Terezi or Nepeta to fucking go?" He grumbled.

Your eyes lit up and you grinned ear to ear. "Ask Nepeta! Oh my fuck we could go shopping for cute clothes today! It could be like a date!" You immediately froze. Your face turned to a bright red. Oh god.

Gamzee chuckled, purple eyes shining. "I like that idea, lil mama. Karbro, go ahead and ask Nep-sis right now! Ain't she all up and on Pesterchum?" Relief washed over you. He liked the idea.

Karkat's face was a deep shade of red as he walked over to his husktop. You noticed his hands were shaking slightly as he message the feline-troll. The suspense in the room was noticeable.

A click was heard, signaling he had gotten a response.

You were jumping up and down in place, the excitement getting to you. Your (h/l) (h/c) hair bounced. Gamzee chuckled beside you, that gorgeous smile of his never fading.

Karkat cleared his throat as he closed the top of his laptop, turning to look at the two of you. "Well?" You mewed.

"Nepeta said she would love to… She's fucking coming over in a few minutes so you two can do your girly thing."

"YAY! KARKAT I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!" You felt your excitement bubble pop as you tackled your grumpy friend in a tight embrace. "H-hey! Get the fuck off of me!" He gasped, but made little to no attempt to struggle out of the grasp.

The highblood stood behind you two, jealous waving off of him like a cat in heat. He made no attempt to show it, however. Karbro was his best motherfuckin' friend… And well, you were his wicked flush crush. It was all motherfucking cool…

The sound of a "honk" behind you reminded you Gamzee was still standing there. Letting go of the muttering red blooded-troll, you tackled Gamzee. "You get a hug too!" You giggled. Gosh, you were so excited for tonight you could cry.

The purple blooded-troll's arms wrapped securely around your waist, holding you tightly to him. "Hugs are motherfuckin' miracles, (y/n)-sis." He chuckled.

Just as you two pulled away to stop hugging, a knock was heard at the hive door. You could sense Karkat's heart quicken as he answered. Nepeta was standing there, a large smile on her face. "Hello, Karkitty." She purred.

Karkat smiled nervously, letting her in. "I'll let the two of you go and uh… fucking do whatever girls do." He shuddered at the thought. "Gam and I will just chill here." Gamzee grinned at the mention of his name.

You smiled over at Nepeta, who looked just as excited as you. "We'll be back in a few hours!" And with that, the two of you left the hive.

Shopping with the feline-troll was just as fun as you had expected. The two of you both got a desirable outfit you figured your 'date' would like. With that, you both headed back to her hive.

"What should we do with our makeup?" Nepeta asked you as you sat down. "I don't think we should do much. Maybe some mascara." You shrugged. It was going to be dark, and getting carried away would just be stupid.

She smiled as she went into the bathroom to change. You sat there in anticipation, excited to see what your friend would look like.

Your mind wandered to Gamzee and the night that would soon unfold at your finger tips. You were excited to go to the carnival with him… your flushed crush. You were snapped out of your day dream as Nepeta came back out.

A shy smile was carved in her face as you smiled. She was wearing a short dress, just above the knees, with a black bow around her waist. It was a pale green color, and she wore a denim jacket to protect her from the cold, along with black tights. "Fuck, you look amazing, Nep!"

She smiled more, a green blush forming on her cheeks. "D-do you think Karkitty would aprrruve?" You nodded immediately. "Of course!"

"Your turn!" She urged. You nodded and walked into the bathroom, holding the bag of clothes close. You examined yourself in the mirror, shaking your head.

Your (e/c) eyes stared deeply into your facial features; you just didn't understand why somebody as handsome as Gamzee Makara, a fucking highblood, would want to go on a 'date' with you. You refused to believe he liked it, it was just unethical.

You tried smiling in the mirror, but sighed to no prevail. You just couldn't see it. Shrugging it off you decided to get dressed into something simple; a pair of black leggings and a dark purple sweater that showed off your shoulders.

Reaching into your bag you took out a small necklace, smiling weakly. Gamzee had gotten it for your birthday a few months back. It was a pure black, hear-shaped jewel, with purple and red splattered on it. To you, it was absolutely beautiful, and always would be. He said it was a sign of your moirallegiance.

Sighing deeply you opened the door to see a squealing Nepeta clapping excitingly. "You look so purrfect!"

And with that, the two of you made your way back to Karkat and Gamzee's hive.

The excitement made you shake as you unevenly knocked on the hive's door. Nepeta was pacing nervously beside you. The door opened.

Karkat and Gamzee stood there, completely awestruck at the both of you. You and the green blooded-troll walked into the hive to be embraced by one of them.

Nepeta and Karkat's hug was short-lived, but for you and Gamzee… Well, he hugged you as tight as before, a never ending smile plastered on his lips. "Motherfuck, lil mama… You look so motherfuckin' beautiful."

At this point you pulled back to notice Gamzee wasn't wearing his clown makeup. Your face quickly turned to an auburn shade. "G-Gam…" You whispered.

He smiled shyly as you ran your palm along his cheek. "You motherfuckin' like it? I all up and decided this wicked clown would put aside his makeup for the night… For you, lil mama. Honk." You smiled uncontrollably at him.

"Let's get going, you two." Karkat grumbled lowly. You could tell he was excited, none the less as you all walked out into the night.

~Time skip~

Gamzee had paid for the both of you to get in, along with Karkat paying for himself and Nepeta. "That's very sweet of you, Gam." You purred happily. "My motherfuckin' pleasure, lil mama."

All the lights twinkled, different shades of different colors as we walked into the entrance. There were a ton of stalls lined up beside each other, different games in each. You could hear children screaming and laughing, and the sweet smell of popcorn hit your nostrils.

Nepeta and Karkat waved goodbye as they made their way into the crowd. Gamzee seemed to have spaced out. To your surprise, you felt his gray hand softly grip your own.

"I don't wanna all up and lose you in this motherfuckin' crowd, lil mama." He smiled. You blushed deeply, hiding your face with your (h/c) hair. His fingers intertwined with yours as you started walking.

Immediately your eyes bolted upwards. "A rollercoaster!" You gasped. Hell, you loved them so much, despite your fear of heights. It wasn't that you were scared of being up high; it was the thought of falling that terrified you…

Gamzee's eyes lit up as he dragged you towards it, chuckling. "Well let's motherfuckin' go, (y/n)sis!" You giggled as the both of you got into line.

It didn't take long for you two to get onto the ride. Right in the front. Your body shook in anticipation; determined to make this a good ride. Gamzee, on the other hand, looked rather nervous. "Gamzee?" You muttered.

He didn't answer. You shook him softly, (e/c) eyes now concerned he wasn't answering. "H-huh? Oh. Sorry 'bout that, lil mama. Rollarcoasters get me all up and nervous before they start goin'." His smile reassured you. Figuring nothing was wrong; you decided to help him feel better as the ride clicked to start.

You leaned over and kissed his cheek, whispering a sweet, "it'll be okay, I promise." The troll's face was clearly a bright purple. "T-thank you, lil mama…"

The ride was fantastic! The both of you screamed at the top of your lungs, laughing to no avail at the bumps the rollercoaster provided. It was a small and short ride, but definitely fun regardless.

You were both shaky as you exited the ride, dizzy from loss of air. You tripped, and started to fall, before Gamzee caught you. Secured against his warm chest you giggled.

"Thank you, Gam. I'm a little light hea-" You were cut off as you continued to walk. A tall man stood in front of you, a large, painted smile on his lips. His face was painted white, and he had a colorful outfit on. He extended his hand with a balloon, clearly intending to ask what kind of balloon animal we wanted.

You froze, unable to form any words but a whimper. The irony here was that you were terrified of clowns, and they gave you quite the spook.
You shook your head, staring at the man. The lights swirled and it made the scene a lot more dramatic than it should have been. His grin appeared crooked, and his drawn-on eyebrows seemed to dip into his brow. You thought this would turn into a slow motion cartoon in which the clown would start laughing.

(Gamzee's view)

(Y/n) had froze to my side at the large clown. "(Y/n) are you motherfuckin' okay?" I asked. "Would you like a balloon animal, little girl?" Little girl? She was 17.

The man moved his body slightly to get a better look at her. At this motion she quickly scurried behind me, digging her fingers into my shirt with a whimper. "We're motherfuckin' fine, bro." I answered for her.

"I can turn this balloon into anything you want!" The troll-clown urged. "A puppy, a lion, a pony!" He tried to peek around my back to look at (y/n).

I felt the rage boil through my veins once again. "Look, motherfucker! We don't want your fucking balloons, so leave my motherfuckin' lil mama alone!" I screamed. The clown stared at me with wide eyes, clearly scared.

"I-I'm sorry I upset you, highblood…" He muttered. "LEAVE, PEASANT BLOOD." The troll quickly turned and ran off. I felt a pair of arms snake around my waist, holding me close. "Thank you so much, Gam…"

"No motherfuckin' problem, lil mama…" I whispered, turning around to hold her close. We both calmed down, melting into the embrace. "Are you… motherfuckin' scared of clowns?"

A small nod answered my curiosity. "As ironic as it sounds... I'm scared of every clown." Her gaze met mine, (e/c) eyes dazzling. "Except you..."

I felt the distance between us lessening. Slowly and slowly. Our lips brushed before we both jumped back in surprise. "H3H3H3H3."

Oh motherfuck. Not her.

A blue-blooded troll stood beside us, laughing. "Am I interrupting something?" She sneered. My old kismesis, Terezi. (Y/n) almost hated her more than me. She flinched at the troll, giving her a cold glare. We weren't in a kismesissitude anymore because she had somebody she hated more than me. Vriska Serket.

I didn't mind, however. I was currently working on getting a matesprit; I never liked the thought of having two mates; whether or not one was out of love or hate.

"Not at all, Terezi." There was an edge in (y/n)'s voice at the mention of her name. "H3H3H3 are you surreeee?" She sang-song. I twitched, growling lowly at the other troll. Just before a fight could even start, another pair of trolls walked over.

"Let's get going, Terezi! You promised me another candy apple!" A whine was heard. Vriska waltzed over, locking arms with Terezi. "Aww, but I'm in the middle of something, Vriska! I smell… anger." She purred, blind gaze on me.

"I don't care about them, Ter! Let's goo!" The spider-girl dragged Terezi away, growling curse words. Three other trolls had been standing with them, but were now engaging with us.

The tallest of them all was my dancestor, Kurloz. The second tallest was Eridan's dancestor, Cronus. And the shortest was Karkat's dancestor, who in which was named Kankri. Kurloz waved happily to us both, while Cronus appeared to be checking (y/n) out.

I didn't motherfucking like that one fucking bit…

Kankri raised his eyebrows at the two of you, but said nothing. Kurloz started to rapidly use his hands instead of words to talk. He knew sign language due to the fact he had stitched his mouth shut. Smiling, you quickly answered your brother, leaving the three others in confusion.

You hadn't noticed Cronus slipped past you two Makara's 'talking' to flirt with (y/n).

(Your view)

Gamzee was singing sign language with his dancestor, Kurloz. You couldn't keep up with their fast pace. Gamzee had taught you basic sign language, but you were too new to it to keep up.

Cronus slipped past them and smirked at you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Hello there, pretty." He had an accent to him.

"H-hi." You stuttered, not sure how to react. He was attractive, that was sure. But his presence gave you a bad vibe, and you'd much rather prefer your flush crush.

"What's a beautiful doll like you doin' hanging around a weirdo like Makara?" He questioned, using his other hand to gently caress your cheek. "G-Gamzee and I happen to be friends, creep." You hissed lowly, now defensive of your friendship.

Cronus grinned wider. "Aw, don't get mad, chief. I was just jokin' around." You struggled in his grip, whimpering loudly so Gamzee could hear.

Before your high-blooded friend could land a help, his dancestor shoved Cronus right off of you. Kankri then decided to follow Cronus, ranting about triggers. 'I hope you're motherfuckin' okay, sis. Have fun with my little dancestor! Honk.' :o) He signed to you slowly before he followed the other two.

Gamzee looked down at you with raised eyebrows as you tackle hugged him, nuzzling his cheek. He chuckled loudly, running his fingers through your (h/c) locks.

Both of your stomachs growled, causing a flush-circus on your cheeks.

"I guess we're all up and motherfuckin' hungry, (y/n)-sis." He grunted. You giggled, pulling away slightly from the hug to look into his purple hues. "Seems so. Nachos?" You smirked.

"Motherfuck I want some nachos!" The troll laughed. He took your hand and dragged you through the crowd to stand in line for the food court. A large breeze caused you to shiver, lightly leaning into Gamzee's side. "I gotcha, lil mama." He whispered.

Pulling you closer to his side we walked up to the counter. A bronze colored troll smiled brightly at us, and the thought hit hard. She probably thought we were a couple. Your cheeks burned red as Gamzee ordered a large set of nachos for the both of you and one large, orange faygo.

Everybody here probably thought you were a couple.

You hid your face in his side as you waited for the food. "What's wrong, lil mama?" Gamzee whispered. "It's just…" You had to think if you wanted to tell him… "It's just… I just realized… People probably think we're a couple…"

He stared at you for a few moments, probably blanking out. "That's motherfuckin' fine, lil mama." Gamzee smiled full force now as you blushed deeper. "Now let's motherfucking eat! I'm all up and starvin'."

You sat across from the highblood, sharing the nachos as you laughed together. The night was drawing to an end, but that never occurred to the both of you. The lights and sounds of the circus kept you both smiling to no end.

Gamzee suddenly stood up, extending his hand. Without questioning him you took it, intertwining your fingers as he guided you towards the Ferris wheel.

You stood in silence, holding his hand tightly as you waited in line. You anticipated getting onto the large wheel; it excited and made you scared at the same time. In no time you were both guided into a carrier.

Just as it started to turn, you jumped at a large boom. "The fuck!?" You gasped. Your (h/c) hair whipped violently as you looked towards the sky.

Beautiful fireworks.

Your (e/c) eyes were wide as you looked over at Gamzee, smiling widely. "Fireworks!" You were acting so childish as the troll held tighter to your hand. "They're so beautiful…" You smiled, turning your attention back to the sky.

"Not as motherfuckin' BEAUTIFUL as YOU, LIL MAMA. HONK." Turning around at his dramatic change in voice, you gasped in surprise. Gamzee was shaking softly, his eyes glaze with an orange tint. "G-Gamzee?" You whimpered as his claws started to dig into your hand.

Gamzee's grip didn't lessen as he shook his head, his other hand tangling in his curly, raven hair. "Get the MOTHERFUCK out of HERE, (Y/N)." You could feel your breathe caught in your throat.

The Ferris wheel started to move again, stopping every so often to let some people out. "Gamzee, please stop!" You cried out. He was twitching violently, drawing crimson red blood from your hand. At the realization, he recoiled into the corner of the carrier.

"LIL MAMA, you HAVE TO leave!" Gamzee yelled. You felt tears wield in your eyes as you tried to crawl over to him. "STOP!" With a violent rake of his claws you were against the opposite wall, holding your shoulder. Blood trickled down the hand clasped around your shoulder. "HONK."

"G-Gamzee…" You whimpered. Where did your precious moirail go? Where did your miraculous flush crush run off to? This wasn't Gamzee Makara… At least not the one you grew to love and cherish with all your heart.

"Please… Gamzee…" You choked out. You couldn't help but let the tears run at the sight of him. It broke your rapidly beating heart. "Please…" You didn't know why you were pleading, but that was the only word you could process.

You hadn't even realized you were now at the ground, and the man opened the door to your carriage. Gamzee darted out, running off into the crowds of people. "HONK!" The workers rushed over to you, fretting over how bad you were bleeding. But all you did was push them away and run after the highblood.