Hey guys! Sorry I've been so inactive, I've been really swamped with school work lately. I've had this saved for a while and it just needed to be refined, but I never got a chance to upload it. I'll try to be more active, but no promises. School sucks, bro. xD

This chapter is pretty short, because it serves as a transition into the main conflict between Karkat, Dave, and Terezi. So don't judge or be all depressed. It's still my fanfiction.

Thanks for reading!

-Shiki

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the fanfiction.

Karkat Vantas slowly opened his eyes. He stared up at the ceiling of his bedroom in a daze. 'Don't tell me it was a dream...' He glanced at his clock and groaned. It was 12:30 and he had slept in, which was uncharacteristic of him. Karkat tried to remember the night before, but his memory failed him. It was all a hazy fog. He rolled out of his full sized bed and groggily pulled on some pants lying on the floor. He stumbled toward the door through the dark and cluttered room and opened the door to a sight that nearly gave him a heart attack. There, sitting on his couch watching the Hangover was Terezi Pyrope, the girl he had never gotten over, the girl who was engaged to Dave Strider, the girl who Karkat had just confessed his feelings to.

The girl who was stark naked with the shades wide open and didn't seem to care one bit.

Karkat blushed a deep red as Terezi turned her head towards him and smiled her creepy smile, the red sunglasses she refused to remove glinting. "Morning, sleepyhead," she cooed. She stood up, displaying her nude body in its full glory. Karkat turned his head and shielded his eyes, stammering embarrassedly, "J-Jesus Christ, Terezi, p-put some clothes on!" Terezi walked towards him, turning his head and forcing him to view her bare frame. "Oh Karkles, that wasn't what you were saying last night," she responded slyly. Suddenly, the fog in Karkat's mind cleared and he remembered every detail of the night before as Terezi walked towards her bed room. The song, the kiss, going back to Karkat's apartment, stripping their clothes off, getting into bed-

Karkat shook his head to try to clear it. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he pulled it out, realizing that the pants he'd found on the floor were from last night. He checked the message that Gamzee had just sent him.

TC: HeY mAn. DiD tErEzI lIkE tHe SoNg? :o)

'You have no idea,' Karkat thought, tucking the phone back into his pants. Terezi sauntered back into his living room, wearing his old faded Disturbed concert T-shirt he'd pulled from his wardrobe, and his eyes widened when he realized she was purposely swaying her hips seductively. 'For God's sake, Terezi...' She leaned down to change the channel using the TV nobs and Karkat sat on the couch, trying with all his might not to stare at her ass. "You know, you've already got me to sleep with you. You don't need to keep throwing yourself at me," he said very matter-of-factly. She scoffed, probably rolling her eyes. "Oh, come on; you're loving this little show." She was right. Karkat had no willpower. He was staring at her ass.

Terezi glanced back and laughed when she caught him ogling. "That's what I thought," she said smugly. She sat down next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. Not used to cuddling, Karkat awkwardly put his arm around her and they sat together for a couple minutes, watching scenes from 50 First Dates quietly roll across the screen. After some time, Terezi sighed rather audibly. Karkat glanced at her and asked slowly, "What's wrong now?" She stared at the screen, lost in thought. She only needed to say one word to make Karkat's head spin.

"Dave."

Karkat groaned slightly and his head began to ache. Of course, Dave. Dave Strider, Terezi's fiancee. He thought for a moment about that title and then asked her slightly warily, "Did you hook up with me because you're getting cold feet or some shit like that?" Terezi sighed and shook her head. "No. Everything I told you last night was the truth." She paused a moment before saying quietly, "You're the one I want to be with." Karkat clenched his jaw. He wished that his dream girl didn't come wiht so many complications. He let out a long, deep breath and asked her, "So what are we gonna do?"

She didn't have an answer, and neither did he. So they said nothing else and continued to watch 50 First Dates. Karkat had finally gotten the girl he'd loved since he was a kid, and he wasn't keen on letting her go. And it was then that he decided that she was worth anything that would come their way, and they could get through anything tomorrow.

Karkat had decided that with her by his side, he could face the world.