Kanaya has taken you outside the Gay Bar, and measures you with a measuring tape. Your arms are open as she measure them then writes the measurements on a notebook from her back jeans pocket. You figured she'd be done by now but then she measures your height from head to toe, mumbling to herself that you couldn't catch cause then she wraps the measuring tape around your waist.
"Kanaya, is this measuring for my weapon?" you ask.
"Yes, of course," she answers, then goes back to her mumbling as she measures your shoulder length, and writes on her notebook.
Your phone vibrates and you take it out of your pocket. It's Kankri. You groan as you hit answer. You know best that if you ignored it, he wouldn't stop calling.
"Hey,"
"Karkat, good afternoon to you. Is everything with you well?"
Kanaya wraps the tape around your neck, "Yeah, I am fine," you don't want to worry your uncle that you are possibly entering a war pretty soon.
"That's good. How is the Gay Bar? Is everyone treating you kindly? Are they all demons like you? Have you told them about your eyes?"
"Sh!" you say hoping Kanaya didn't hear Kankri, "No I haven't,"
"I am sorry if you find this triggering, but do they kill mutants like yourself? Have you successfully hidden your eyes?"
You sigh, holding the bridge of your nose with your thumb and pointer finger then shake your head.
"Shut the fuck up, Kankri. I am doing the best I fucking can,"
"Language, Karkat!"
You groan. This time with exaggeration, "Look, you know Dave? he knows. Well, not about me, but my eye color,"
"Has he told anybody?" Kankri quickly asks.
"I don't think so," you whisper as Kanaya measures around your chest.
"Okay, Karkat. I am coming over there,"
"Kankri, no! For fucks sake I can take care of myself," you assert harshly.
"I am only checking the environment you are in," Kankri replies calmly, "Also, I'll probably meet Dave and thank him for saving your life because I am sure you haven't done so yet. I'll talk to him about your eyes too, that is an important topic he should know about,"
Kanaya stands up and crosses her arms.
"Shit, Kankri, I have to go. Don't come here!" you ended call and quickly put your phone back in your pocket.
"Did… did you hear everything that I said?" your eyes widen as you look at Kanaya. She nods.
"Dave knows about your eyes? What does that mean?" she asks while tipping her head to the side like a dog.
"It means nothing! It was his fault he saw them. That arrogant fucker seduced me, leaving me no choice!"
Kanaya rested her fingers on her chin, "Let me get this right… Dave saw your eyes, because you fell for him?"
"Wha- no! That is not what I said!"
"Said what?" Dave opens the door out of the Gay Bar and your face heats up.
"Oh dear," Kanaya purses her lips together into a smile, "We were just talking about what kind of weapon Karkat should have," she gives you a side wink, "Do you have your katana, Dave?"
"Yeah, hold on," Dave dashes back in the bar and comes back out with a sword in his hands in mere seconds.
"Please give it to me," Kanaya holds her hand out towards the weapon.
Dave throws his sheathed katana, which Kanaya successfully catches.
"Here you go, Karkat," Kanaya unsheathes the sword and hands it to you with two hands.
Your hands grasp the handle of the katana firmly, wondering what to do with it.
"Try to strike me with it. Don't worry, I won't let you hurt me," says Kanaya.
You take a breath and swing the sword at Kanaya, and she dodged flawlessly. You swing again, again and again, missing Kanaya every time. The sword didn't feel right with you. Even with your super strength it almost felt… heavy. That's weird.
"Stop," Kanaya says, and you stop swinging the sword.
"This simply cannot do," Kanaya takes the katana away from you and throws it back to Dave, "You seem to be pretty flexible. You need a weapon that is light, and balances with your body. Hmm," she taps her fingers against her chin as she thinks real hard.
"I got it! Karkat come with me," she grabs your hand and pulls you away from the Gay Bar. Just across the street lay what seems to be an abandoned blacksmith shop. As Kanaya opens the door, you look around your surroundings to see many swords, knives, guns, spikes, chainsaws. Name a weapon and it's there. Is this even legal? In the back of the shop, a table rests and is topped with what seemed to be old fashioned tools.
Kanaya walks through the backdoor of the store, and you are left alone with deadly weapons facing your every direction.
When Kanaya comes back she is holding two weapons. They look like small swords that are curved as a half circle.
"These are sickles. I believe these will work for you," she gives you the two weapons as they fit perfectly in your hands.
"Did you make this?" you ask.
"Yep," Kanaya grins with pride, "it is my job as a Sylph to make stuff for the Gay Bar. I chose to make weapons and armor,"
"Wow," you step back, and swing your sickles around that feel way lighter than Dave's katana.
"It's perfect,"
"Thank you very much," Kanaya bows her head.
Both you and Kanaya walk out of the store and in front of the Gay Bar. You show Dave your weapons, "I think I can win this fight," you smirk at him as you are filled with new confidence.
"You're gonna have to prove it then, Kit-Kat," Dave puts a hand on his hip with his sheathed sword held by the other hand. Oh, it is so on.
You swing your sickle, and Dave blocks it with his sheathed katana while standing up strait. You attempt to kick him and he blocks with the sheath. You use your other leg to kick but Dave grabs it. He controls your movements by pushing you backwards, and you are hopping on your one leg to keep balance. He pushes you against the wall that lead to the alleyway towards the training area. You place the sickle against his neck so he couldn't push you any farther. He is so close to your face… you kinda want to feel his lips against your again.
"Your eyes, Karkat," Dave mentions.
"Fuck!" you close your eyes, with your sickle pushing against Dave's neck.
Oh god, did Kanaya see your eyes? You hope she didn't.
"Hey you! off of my nephew!" you open your eyes, and look over Dave's shoulder to see your uncle. Dave backs away.
"Karkat Vantas! Are you okay? Who is that?" Kankri's eyes widen with worry.
"Oh. my. fucking. god," was all you could say.
