((A/N: Yeah wow I'm sorry guys it's been a really long while there. Shit happened and probably will keep happening but you know what I saw that people are still reading my shitty fanfic and I love writing it so I guess what I'm alluding to is I'm starting it back up again. The PLOT is actually coming in now and I think it's gonna really make this more fun to read and yes I'm gonna shut up and let you read it. One more thing, I wasn't sure if Americans know what twat means but yeah it's just sorta like an idiot unless you want the literal meaning but yeah sorry I'm a bit of a twat.))
"WHAT THE FUCK, DAVE." Karkat shouts, "GO THE HELL AWAY."
"I don't think I will, Karcrab. Not when it looks so romantic up here" he says, leaning against the doorframe.
"YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE DAVE FOR FUCKS SAKE." He points a spoon angrily at dave, "I WILL KILL YOU AND FEED YOUR CHERRY RED BLOOD TO FUCKING TEREZI, I SWEAR."
"Hey, easy on the swearing there's a lady present." He fucking winks at you, "and for the record, a knife would be far more intimidating next time, man"
"THAT'S IT IF YOU WON'T LEAVE, WE WILL!" He takes your arm and pulls you toward the door.
As the two of you reach the door, Dave still doesn't move. Karkat tries to shove him to the side but he still stands there with a growing smirk on his stupid face.
"Dude, why? I only came here to give the happy couple a gift, jeez…" The look on his face makes you wary to accept any gift from this asshole.
"DO YOU REALLY EXPECT US TO ACCEPT ANY FUCKING 'GIFT' FROM YOU, STRIDER," Karkat laughs spitefully up at him, "WOW YOUR STUPIDITY IS GETTING WORSE, YOU SHOULD SEE A DOCTOR, HOPEFULLY, IT'S FATAL."
"Actually, It's from the both of us."
Rose steps in through the gap in the door and smiles warmly at the two of you.
"LALONDE?" Karkat's anger sees to be faltering, finally.?
"Hey, Rose, what's this about a gift? You really didn't have to!" You smile and hug her in greeting.
"Oh, it's nothing, really. Just a bottle of almost-champagne that I've been working on for the occasion. I thought that maybe David could deliver it as an apology but it seems that he just cannot resist stirring the pot a little…" She glares at Dave. "How about I pour you two a glass and Dave can head back down to his dungeon?" she 'shoo's Dave away whilst leading you and Karkat back to your chairs.
With remarkable elegance, she takes out a bottle of "almost-champagne" along with two decorative champagne glasses (Flutes?) and places them on the table. The glasses aren't see-through as they seem to be made of a very dark coloured glass. Karkat's glass is a very dark red and yours a very dark.. Pink? Well, that's not really your colour but you guess it hardly matters to point it out now.
"Drink up," she purrs, leaving the bottle on the table and floating out the door with a smile.
You take the glass into your hand and motion for karkat to do the same, "Lets toast?" you say, you aren't actually sure what it is you will be toasting but you're sure this is what they do in all of the romance films you've seen.
Karkat picks up his champagne flute although, by the look on his face, you aren't so sure he has the faintest idea what a toast is. Or maybe he just thinks you're a twat. Yeah, it's probably just that.
"To the future?" You laugh and extend your glass towards him.
"Why the fuck not?"