A/N - Hey pals. Friends. Chums. What a delight it is to see you. After a good seven months. I feel like every time I post it's been like half a year between. Shrugs. Here you are. It's an incredibly short chapter, but I'm just kind of letting y'all know I'm alive and writing.

By 3rd period, Vriska has shown up to school, apparently deciding against hiding out.

Walking into the classroom for Digital Media, you note the tension in the air, a certain absence of cackling missing. It's odd. You take a moment to think of why it seems different until it dawns on you.

They aren't talking.

They being Terezi and Vriska.

Terezi fiddles with her keyboard and wears something akin to a pained smirk, as opposed to her usual maniacal grin.

Vriska taps a nail repeatedly on the table, eyebrows drawn low over her eyes and jaw clenched.

You move to walk past them, seeing a window of opportunity.

"Sit the fuck down, Captor," Vriska growls.

You sigh and sit down between the two, wishing you'd picked a different seat at the beginning of the year.

The bell rings and the teacher dashes in, writing something on the board and quickly making his way out.

'Making copies, don't kill each other. Try and familiarize yourselves with basic HTML while I get the sheets printed.'

Huh. Free time, it is.

Terezi taps your shoulder and you close your eyes for a second and heave a sigh through gritted teeth.

"Yes, Terezi."

"Could you tell Vriska that she's an idiot, and I'm going to kick her ass after school."

You growl lowly, and whisper a harsh response, "You have a mouth too. A loud one. Why don't you try using it."

She puts on a mock pouty face, either too used to insults or too crazy to be offended.

You glare at her as Vriska clears her throat, and says with a grin, "Can you tell Terezi that her mom is a slut and that's why she never even knew her father?"

The amused expression disappears from Terezi's face, replaced by a look of pure fury. It's terrifying.

"Shut up, Vriska," she snaps, voice low and eyes narrowed.

"Maybe that's why she can't even parent you. Maybe that's why she ended up depending on my-"

Vriska is cut off as Terezi leaps over you and onto Vriska, shoving her out of the chair and pinning her to the floor. Vriska lashes up and punches Terezi on her jaw, trying to get up.

Terezi regains her feet and kicks Vriska's side, flipping her onto her stomach.

She grabs her cane and pushes it at the center of Vriska's back, putting a little pressure down.

Vriska yelps and looks furious, but has obviously lost.

"Terezi Pyrope! Vriska Serket! Principal's office, now!"

Ah, there's the teacher. Terezi reluctantly lets Vriska up and the two of them leave the room together, scowling.