"Tavros! It's been so long since I've last seen you! How are you and your brother holding up?" The large and plump man asked.
Xavier Nitram is the brother of my mom. He's a sweetheart that's helped my brother and me many times. He's really the closes thing I have to a dad. He's bald, in his mid 40s, he's rather large ( in both ways) and reminds me a lot of Santa Clause.
"Who's your friend here?" He asked.
"Oh, this is Gamzee. Gamzee, this is my Uncle." Xavier stretched out his hand to seal the greeting.
"Cool. Nice to motherfucking meet you mr. Tavros's uncle." Gamzee said while shaking my Uncle's hand.
"Xavier, please. I never liked formal titles. So, regular seat Tavros? Your favourite booth in the righthand corner of the place."
"Yeah. Thanks Uncle Xavier." I responded as Gamzee sat me down in the booth before sitting across from me.
"Anytime kiddo." He said gleefully before walking off towards the kitchen.
"So, what do ya wanna talk 'bout?" Gamzee asked, eyeing me through thick lashes.
"Well I think we should get to know eachother. So, we should at least start with a little bit of a back story." I responded shyly. Truthfully, I've never had a friend, so I guess this would be the easiest way to break the ice and start a friendship. Maybe.
"M'kay Tavbro. You go first." Gamzee smiled and leaned back into the surprisingly comfortable booth seat.
"Well, I was in a car crash when I was 5. I lost a ability to use my legs and had to get them amputated. My older brother, Rufio, had to have his right arm amputated. He has a mechanical one. We don't have enough money to get me legs, but I hope I can get some one day. My mom died from impact. She was only 30. My dad only got a scratch. By the time someone got to us, it was to late. My dad now comes in and out of my life. Rufio has basically raised me, with the help of my uncle of course. We moved to Virginia two years ago but came back due to family problems. When I got into highschool, I dated Vriska. She made my life a living hell until I finally couldn't take it anymore and dumped her. Things haven't really changed that much. Then, I found out I was bi when I had a crush on my classmate Karkat Vantas. After he figured out, Vriska caught wind of it and told the whole school. Now, I spend every morning not wanting to get up and every evening wanting to just die already." I finished my unruly monologue and looked up at Gamzee, who had an unreadable expression on his face. He opened his mouth to talk a few times, then shut it again. Making his look like a fish gasping for water.
"I'm so sorry." Is all he said. I could hear his voice crack a few times in the small sentence, as if he was trying to hold back tears. He hurriedly recomposed himself and stared blankly at me.
"Guess it's my turn." He said.
"Yeah." I could hear myself respond.
"Heh. Well, I was raised in Florida. I actually did raise myself. My dad left when I was 3 and my mom went chasing after him. I haven't seen either of them since. My younger brother, who I barely ever see anymore, Kurlos, somehow got me into school. We stuck together as much as possible. I learned sin language so I could talk to him. He's mute. Not deaf. A lot of people get the mixed up. Anyway, during my sophmore year of highschool, I got into a fight. One that could've killed me if I wasn't careful. Instead, I got three nasty claw marks across my face. That's why I wear this clown make up. I love clowns and this make up does a pretty good job of hidin' those scars. After he fight, me and Kurlos decided to move here and start anew. The day we moved in, Kurlos left. I haven't seen him since. I also got myself all up and addicted to the type a shit that'll rot yer think pan." He ended his little speech with a tap to his head. It was my turn to be speechless now. I would've never imagined that he knew exactly how I felt. I think this may just be the birth of a beautiful friendship.
(Authors Note: Like the backstoires? Or were they to much? I appriciate any feedback. Next instalment, whenever really XD)