(A/N: Heyo, an update! Basically just another filler before gaming day! I had a bit of time, so I decided to give you all a little chapter, sorry that it's pretty basic and boring. I tried to make it a little interesting by adding Karkat in it, but I'm really sorry that it isn't! I might be able to do another chapter on Sunday, if I have time. Oh! And to Thunderstorm-Thoughts, you made my day again for saying I'm one of your favorite writers. Thank you to everyone who reveiws! It really brings a smile to my face whenever you do and it's why I continue this story! I hope you like this and please tell me if there are any mistakes!)

Your name is John Egbert and you can't really believe that Jane shoved a cupcake in your face.

Apart from that though, you're really excited she's home! You haven't seen her in a little while and you missed her quite a bit. That makes sense though, Jane has always been at your house with you until she started university. She never really left the house much when she was in high school, she didn't have many or any friends there. No, Jane had two good friends as far as you knew. Back when she was in grade ten, she apparently had a seriously major crush on one of them, Jake or something. Jane was heartbroken when she told him that she liked him and he didn't like her back. She baked a lot for about a week after that.

Anyways, Jane Is home! Yay! Both her and your father know sign language, the minute they were told that you wouldn't be able to talk anymore, they started learning it. You ask them when she got home. Jane replies saying that your dad picked her up just this afternoon. She wreaks of frosting. You ask Jane what she is baking. Your dad replies for her, saying that the two of them are making cakes. Not just one, but three cakes. No reason for them though. You roll your eyes and Jane glares at you.

The three of you talk for a couple of hours, asking how Jane's flight was, about the weather, ecetera. You sit at the table talking with them as they continue baking. Around six pm, the oven goes off and you and Jane set the table as your father lays out dinner. After the three of you finish eating dinner and the cookies that the Jane and your father had made for dessert, it's almost eight pm. You ask your dad for permission to spend tomorrow at Rose's house. He says yes, but only if you bring a cake with you. Reluctantly, you agree. Why do you have to bring a cake? Who even knows. You then let the two get back to their baking as you head upstairs, to your room.

After closing the door to your room, you sit at your desk and set your bag down beside it. Absentmindedly, you roll your head to either side, cracking your neck and then you lace your fingers together and stretch your arms over your head. You sit in silence for a little while, thoughts running through your head and try to find something to do. There's really nothing to do. You sigh. Might as well go to bed and get a good nights sleep so you will be wide awake for tomorrow's big day!

Deciding on going to bed, you take off your shirt and pull out a pair of ghost busters pyjama pants from your dresser. As you swap your cargo shorts with the awesome pyjama pants, a slip of paper falls out of one of your pockets. You quickly change and then pick up the folded paper, full of curiosity. Unfolding it, you see an unfamiliar handwriting scrawled across it. Karkat – carcinoGeneticisit. Oh yeah. Karkat, the shouty boy. Better add him on pesterchum now, less you forget to later.

You sit back at your desk again and load up your computer. As it starts up, your train of thought runs wild before setting nicely on the thought of relay. You really love running. Don't track runners have to go to competitions or whatever they're called? If so, would your friends come and watch? You hope so. A whirring noise emits from your computer, drawing your attention back to it. The thing has finally loaded up, so you click the pesterchum icon on your screen. The site pops up and you enter the search chums bar, looking for Karkats chum handle. One name pops up and you send it a chum request. There, all done! That wasn't bad. You're about to exit the site when your chum list flashes. carcinoGeneticist has added you. That was fast.

carcinoGeneticist began pestering ectoBiologist at 9:01 p.m.

CG: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?

EB: john, from gym class?

EB: you gave me your pesterchum handle, remember?

CG: SHIT, YOU'RE RIGHT.

EB: is that a good or a bad thing?

CG: WELL, CONSIDERING THAT YOU WERE HALFWAY FUCKING DECENT TO TALK TO DURING CLASS, I SUPPOSE IT IS A GOOD THING.

CG: FUCK.

CG: TECHNICALLY, WE DIDN'T FUCKING TALK. MUTE AS SHIT.

EB: yeah, i kinda knew i was mute

CG: SHUT UP AND FUCK YOU.

For almost an hour, shouty Karkat and you continue talking about, in all honesty, nothing before you head off to bed.

At quarter after nine on Saturday, you wake up. Yes! Today is the movie and gaming day! Yay! A grumbling emits from your stomach. Probably should go down to the kitchen and get some breakfast. You grab your glasses and phone off of your nightstand and then walk downstairs, only to find a note from Jane on the fridge.

John, Dad and I went out to get some more Betty Crocker cake mix. There's some banana bread for breakfast if you want it. Have fun at Rose's!

Jane

P.S. Don't forget the cake!

You roll your eyes at the ending of the note. Yes, because no movie/gaming day would be complete without cake. Obviously. Seeing the mentioned banana bread on the counter, you grab a slice and then lather the warm piece of bread with butter. You feel your stomach about to growl, so you scarf down the slice of bread in avoidance. Out of all the things that Jane bakes, her banana bread is probably your favourite.

You head back upstairs to your room and decide to start getting ready to head over to Rose's house. Now the big question apparent to many girls and guys alike; what to wear? You would usually wear your green ghost shirt, but you wore that two days ago. Should you wear a pair of jeans? Is it too hot out for that? Should you text Dave to see what he's wearing? No, that would be weird. Wait! What would Dave say of your outfit? Okay, let's hold up a second. Why are we worrying so much about our outfit and what Dave will say? Nope. You shake your head before pulling a pair of beige cargo shorts and a white tee-shirt with blue shoulders out of your dresser and change into them. As a precaution, you grab a bag from your bottom drawer and put a pair of pyjamas in it.

You walk downstairs into the kitchen and pull the cake out of the fridge. Stupid cake. Might as well bring it though, there would be hell to pay if Jane found out you ignored it or threw it off a bridge or something. You are about to walk out the door when a thought hits you. You have absolutely no idea where Rose lives. Pulling your phone out of your pocket, you pester Rose and ask her for her address. Dumb move there, kinda glad no one was here to witness that. As you wait for a reply, you walk into the bathroom and attempt to fix your hair. By the time Rose replies, you have made no progress on it. Shrugging your shoulders at that, you walk back to the kitchen, grab the cake and head out the door.

Your name is John Egbert and you are completely ecstatic for your movie and gaming day today!