DAVE'S POV
Well, that was interesting. I just bashed into a naked Karkat. He wasn't entirely naked though. He originally had a towel. But he dropped it.
I let my eyes wander a bit. His black hair was different then the huge mess it used to be. He got a new style to it. I couldn't place it, but I liked it. It was something original in his own right. Even if it was wet.
I noted his skin tone. It had always been a bit lighter than the other trolls. You could see his blood through it better. One half glowed a pale red. The other half seemed masked in darkness. It would have been a bit harder if he weren't coated in cuts, scrapes, and bruises. It hurt my heart.
His normally tired eyes had a bright fire behind him. To be honest, I probably would have done anything he had asked me to. He really looked like a leader. It was odd. He looked like someone who knew suffering and pain. Like, had a huge fucking brunch with them every Thursday. Like, all their moms were in the same PTA.
His muscles really defined themselves. He looked really good. He was one piece of eye candy.
I noted the way his muscles suddenly tensed before I let my eyes drift lower.
Like it came ripping through the darkness, a hand met my face with a pop, launching my glasses off the bridge of my nose and down the long hallway. While I recovered them, he must have found his towel. Much to my dismay, and trudged away blushing crazily muttering about "FUCKING HIPSTER PIGS."
That's when it really hit me. Fuck! I was crushing pretty fucking hard. I had been for a while now. Let's face it, his anger was only some huge shell. According to Rose, he was a bit of a turtle. You had to dig pretty fucking deep to get him to trust you, and it took a lot of time. But, when you got to it, it was fucking amazing. Like a kids first piece of candy. Like that one sheltered christian kid that when they got to the party, they were drunk off their ass and half naked because they didn't understand moderation.
I had to talk to someone about this.
Adjusting my hair, I stood. I pulled out my iphone. I didn't care if she was online of not. She would get so fucking fed up with my amazing pestering, that she would answer me just to shut me up.
TurntechGodhead began pestering TentacleTherapist
TG: yo
TG: yo sis
TG: yo i seriously need to talk to you
TG: im about to start using grammar
TG: like
TG: correct grammar
TG: Rose, can you PLEASE contact me. I really need to talk to you.
TT: Well, this is a bit of a shock. My own ecto-brother using correct grammar?
TG: shut the fuck up
TG: this is serious
TT: Might I ask what's wrong?
TG: its him
TT: Again?
TG: yes again
TG: i saw him
TT: I saw him too. He was covered in tar and had various cuts on his body. It wasn't a pretty sight. I hope he's alright.
TG: no
TG: like
TG: i saw him naked
TG: nothing stopping me
TT: What have you concluded?
TG: i really like him
TT: I was unaware.
TG: he was so
TT: so?
TG: perfect
TG: he seemed to glow such a brilliant shade of perfect
TG: he looked like an angel of darkness
TG: like a real leader
TT: ...
TG: what
TT: o_o
TG: What?!
TT: I've never seen you praise someone so.
TT: I find it rather odd.
TG: yeah well
TG: so is your shitty emocon
TG: can you just help me out
TT: I don't believe I'm qualified to help you into the heart of a certain Mr. Vantas.
TG: so what should i do
TG: keep wanting from afar
TT: I think you should talk to someone that knows him better than I do.
TG: are you telling me to talk to that juggalo
TG: are you serious
TG: come on
TG: how can i trust him not to fucking gouge me
TG: like fucking jeff the killer
TG: or some shit
TT: Talk to him.
TT: I'm sure he just doesn't want to see his friend hurt.
TentacleTherapist ceased pestering TurntechGodhead
Well, Fuck! Now I need to go to the only person I'm pretty sure hates me with a burning passion for help to date his best friend. Well, better now than later.
TurntechGodhead began trolling terminallyCapricious
TG: look
TG: i know you probably hate me
TG: but i need your help
TC WhAt ThE mOtHeRfUcK iS uP?
TG: its about karkat
TC: Is SoMeThInG wRoNg
TG: not with him
TG: with me
TG: but its about him
TG: or because him
TC: (o:
TG: what
TG: whats with the face
TC: YoU mOtHeRfUcKiNg FlUsH hIm, DoN't YoU?
TG: ...
TG: is it that obvious
TC: A lItTlE bIt
TG: fuck
TG: okay so
TG: then youre probably aware of why i need you
TC: WhAt dO yOu NeEd To KnOw MoThErFuCkEr?
TG: how i can get him to date me
TC: DaTe?
TG: shit
TG: right
TG: be my matesprit
TG: did i say that right
TC: I tHiNk YoUr MiRaCuLoUs HuMaN tErM iS "bOyFrIeNd"
TG: well
TG: yeah
TG: how did you know that
TC: KaRbRo ToLd Me
TC: YoU kNoW hE fLuShEs YoU, rIgHt?
TG: he what
TC: YeAh MoThErFuCkEr. He AlL uP aNd FlUsHeS yOu LiKe I fLuSh TaVbRo.
TG: holy shit
TG: are you serious
TC: YeAh BrO. hE mOtHeRfUcKiNg ToLd Me So.
TC: He WaS aLl LiKe:
TC: GAMZEE, I THINK I'M FLUSHING FOR DAVE.
TC: SoMeThInG lIkE tHaT
TG: woah
TG: fucking sweet!
TG: how should i go about this
TC: AsK hIm To A mOvIe Or SoMe ShIt.
TG: a romantic comedy
TC: NaW mOtHeRfUcKeR
TC: He'S oVeR tHaT
TG: what
TC: YeAh
TG: then what should we see
TG: what kind of movies does he like now
TC: HoRrOr
TC: SlAsHeR
TC: SuSpEnSe
TG: woah
TG: shit seriously
TG: that was unexpected
TG: thanks man
TC: YoUrE mOtHeRfUcKiNg WeLcOmE mAn
TC: OnE mOrE tHiNg StRiDeR
TG: yeah
TC: IF YOU EVER MOTHER FUCKING HURT KARKAT, I WILL PERSONALLY TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB AND PAINT SOME MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLE PICTURES WITH YOUR BLOOD ALL OVER THE WALLS OF THIS MOTHERFUCKING HIVE.
TC: HoNk
TC: (o;
terminallyCapricious ceased trolling TurntechGodhead
Well, alright then. I can easily find a good slasher flick for our little murderer in training.
I wandered around the huge castle like building a bit more before I eventually made it back to the dining room. Aradia was still trying to explain what happened between Sburb and now. I personally didn't care what he was. He was still Karkat, so I still loved him.
God! I have really lost it. Maybe Rose was right. I guess I am in love with the not-so-short-anymore troll. I'm gonna get such a huge I told you so from bro.
Aradia looked up at me with disappointment.
"are y0u planning 0n j0ining us anytime s00n. if y0u're planning 0n g0ing thr0ugh with what everyone thinks y0u are, y0u might wanna kn0w s0me 0f this stuff."
John gave me a quizzical look, "what are you going to do dave?"
Aradia smirked, "0h! he's g0ing t0-"
I started coughing violently so she couldn't continue.
"nothing. ill sit in on your little class on the history of karkat vantas."
-BECAUSE I'M LAZY, DAVE WILL SUMMARIZE-
AN: WELL, I KIND OF WANTED TO LEAVE IT AT ANOTHER NOT-SO-SUSPENSEFUL CLIFF HANGER. I'M PROBABLY REALLY BAD AT DAVE. AND GAMZEE. I'M SORRY. MY GIRLFRIEND THOUGHT THAT MY DAVE WAS TOO SERIOUS. IF IT IS I'M SORRY. THIS IS THE FIRST FANFICTION I'VE EVER CONTINUED TO UPDATE. PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR REVIEWS WITH CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. BASICALLY, DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS I'VE GOTTEN SO FAR. I'M REALLY HOPING TO GET SOME TYPE OF FAN ART FOR THIS. IF YOU SEE ANY, SEND ME A LINK. THANKS GUYS! I'LL UPDATE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
