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DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HOMESTUCK.
"How do I hide this? Jake's totally gonna know that it's me!" Dirk groans sitting on his bed, BB was beside him pressing a wet towel to the wound. To one side was the small metal table that held the bloodied bullet. BB shrugs stepping back letting Dirk attempt to stand.
"You really should stop. I mean...either way you'll lose." BB says sliding his arm under Dirks to give him leverage.
"I know what's at stake BB, I know this isn't some childs play. I have a serious job to do and I'm not going to quit." Dirk says firmly. BB frowns. "Dirk, you're not thinking about what I'm trying to explain. I'm talking about being this Prince of Heart vigilanty. I'm talking about Jake and your own life. It's pointless to continue playing this game with him. You either lose your life or him. They're not gonna take you as a prisoner. He said it himself. He wants you dead." The blond doesn't look up, his gaze stays glued on the ground.
"Maybe I can make him...love me...and maybe...maybe he'll change his mind." Dirk says with a pathetic tone in his voice, BB looks away before their eyes can meet.
"It's pointless Dirk. He's not gonna put love over his job." The robot says softly, Dirk sighs heavily, "I'm hungry, make me something to eat okay?" BB nods walking Dirk to his table and sitting him down in one of the chairs.
"You know, Caliborn could show at any moment and you could be two injured to fight. The F.B.I. are most likely waiting for Caliborn to see if the Prince of Heart will show up with a gun wound."
Dirk is quiet for a while until finally answering. "Then I'll send a different Prince of Heart out to fight. One who can't get hurt by bullets." BBs jaw drops and he shakes his head. "No, I'd make you look like a fool."
Dirk shakes his head chucklinig. "Now, you're really fit for this task. You can't fail me. This plan is bullet proof."
"Literally?" BB says with a grins on his metalic lips. Dirk nods smiling.
Dirk and BB had spent almost all day lounging around the small apartment doing practically nothing but watching TV, mainly rap battles and skateboarding tournaments. Finally BB sits up and turns to Dirk with a frightenned face. "He..he's uh...crap...I gotta..get ready dude!" BB stutters jumping to his feet and hurring into the bedroom to find Dirks equipment. Dirk stands from the couch and limps after him. He leans against the door frame and watches as BB fumbles with the clothing.
"Wait, does this mean I have to limp?"
"No, you don't have a gun wound remember?"
"Oh-oh yeah okay!" BB says then grabs the helmet Dirk had remodeled to fit BBs metalic head. Dirk clears his throat and BB turns around. "What're you doing?" Dirk asks pointing at the orange long scarf BB was wearing.
"Oh uh...well...you see...I have a metal neck...so this scarf could cover it-"
"But it totally clashes with the out fit, plus you could get killed if it got caught some where." Dirk says waving a hand up and down to emphasize what he was saying. BB frowns. "Come on man, you'll see, I'll rock this thing."
"Alright, Caliborn is-"
"I know, I'm the robot here, I can calculate." BB says looking down at Dirk who was frowning. "Sorry."
"It's fine, go."
BB nods, squating a bit as the jet powered skateboard hummed beneath his metal feet. Dirk steps back and BB takes off across the city. Soon Caliborns head was in sight and he drew his katana. Beneath him he could hear the roar of people cheering him on. Some thing inside snapped and he grins wolvishly, jumping off the skateboard and landing on the beasts shoulder and sprinting toward it's face. Before he can reach the targets face he's swatted off. He crashes against a building, almost breaking the wall and crashing inside. He groans, static blurring his sight. As he looks up through the bluriness all he can see is a fist coming in his direction. He jerks his body forward to dodge the hit but his left arm was caught between the rocks. Shit is all he's able to say before he's smashed beneath the fist. As the fist draws back his body falls from the wall down. The ground beneath him was drawing closer and closer until finally he crashed against something red and orangy like flames, though it was metal like him. He sits up quickly, jerking the skateboard away from the buildings and in the direction of Caliborn. He jumps to his feet and looks down at his left arm. Not only was it a bit crushed but the clothing over it was tearing. The silver wasn't very visable but he feared any more tearing. He looks ahead, focusing his eyes and his form as he neared the beast.
"You okay?" Dirks voice sounds in his metal head. He replies through text I wasn't fucking built for this. BB complains. "Please, I know what I built you for. You can take this, just don't get distracted." BB grumbles under his breath as he flies over the beast. Finally he jumps off the skateboard and falls downward over Caliborns head. He's able to stab the very hand that smacks him away before it does so. He crashes on to the ground and rolls onto his stomach. The robot looks up at the beast and shakily pulls himself into the woods. The beast was behind him, almost stomping down on him, he was terrified and weak. Suddenly he's lifted from the ground and pulled onto the jet powered skateboard. He stumbles onto his feet and clings onto the blond human. "Thanks Dirk..." BB grumbles as they fly off.
