Author's note: Sorry for the slow updates, school and band keep me busy. But you will be happy to know that, like requested, we wrote a sequel to A Cheesy Love Quote. Actually we wrote two different endings, one is the original one I wrote with Vriska admin, and the other one is one I wrote a few days ago. I will post them both together after I finish posting this story

Karkat smiled, and dragged Dave inside. He dragged Dave to his basement tying him to a chair with his wrists bound behind him. He tied Dave's legs to the chair, and sat down a few feet in front of him, waiting for him to wake up.

It took a while, but eventually his eyes did flutter open. He panicked, not knowing where the hell he is. "What the fuck-"

He smiled at Dave. "And the sleeping beauty awakes." He laughed, pulling out his knife and stepping closer.

"W-What are you doing..."

"Just having a little fun." He laughed, stepping closer and running his knife along his cheek, cutting it gently.

Dave thrashed, trying to get away quickly. There was no where for him to go, however, and he was stuck to suffer as the blade bit into his cheek.

"You are trapped." He laughed, ripping off Dave's shades and crushing them. "Like I said, you are not getting out of this one. You hurt my Jade, you need to pay." He run his blade down Dave's cheek to his chest, not using enough pressure to cut him, but enough to make Dave nervous.

"She wasn't yours." He glared at him.

"Yes she was. I was protecting her from you." He hissed, "She loved me and I loved her, and you killed her."

"It was your blade!" he snapped.

"And it was aimed at you, because you had her terrified. If your dumbass of a brother didn't push her in the way she wouldn't be dead." He yelled.

"He's not a dumbass!"

"He pushed Jade in front of my fucking knife. Besides I thought you fucking hated him"

"He's still my brother!"

"I don't fucking care." He yelled, slapping Dave across the face. He held his knife up to his throat. "All that I care about is getting revenge on your sorry ass."

Dave flinched, trying to squirm away from him.

"Scared?" He taunted him, running the blade down his chest, cutting him the whole way down. He stopped inches from Dave's groin, "You wouldn't want me to damage your precious family jewels now would you." He laughed.

Shaking, Dave watched him run the knife across his body. "You're gonna kill me anyway, huh?"

"Maybe...maybe not. It all depends on how entertaining your screams are." He laughed, "If I feel like you had enough I will let you go." He lied perfectly, he really did plan on killing Dave, but he wanted to watch him hope and suffer, he wanted to watch the hope leave his eyes when he finally killed Dave.

"Yeah, right." He snorted.

"Fine then, don't believe me." He laughed, sliding the knife down the rest of the way, slicing right into his dick. "I can keep going if you want, cut it off completely."

He screamed, tossing his head back.

He smiled, "I'll take that as a keep going." He laughed, slicing the rest of the way down and cutting it off. "Now how does that feel Dave?"

"Fuck!" he screamed, shaking his head. The pain was evident on his face.

He smiled, "That hurts doesn't it? This is the least of it, it's just going to get worse and worse all night long." He pulled the blade out of Dave's crotch.

"F-Fuck you," he choked.

"To bad you can't do that anymore." He laughed.

Dave stared up at him, panting. His throat was already sore.

"You seem tired Dave. Here let me help you sleep." He laughed, punching him dead in the face.

He grunted, trying to duck away from him. Blood gushed from his now-broken nose.

He kept punching him, over and over again, knocking Dave out.

He just took it, unable to fight back in any way.

As soon as Dave was knocked out Karkat untied him. He carried him over to the table and threw him down, tying him up and waiting for him to wake up again.

Again, it took a while for him to wake up. When he did, he stared up at him, almost calmly.

"You seem very calm for someone who is about to be gutted."

"W-What?"

"You heard me Strider, why do you think I have you spread eagle on a table."

"Karkat, /please/." It was at that moment that his phone went off, the caller id lighting up with Aradia's pretty picture.

He ignored his pleas, grabbing the phone, "Tell her you are fine and just left town for a few days to mourn Jade." He hissed, "Or else I will kill her too."

"F-Fine, just let me pick up."

Karkat nodded and opened the phone, holding it to Dave's ear. "If you say anything else at all she will die." He whispered, giving Dave one last warning.

"H-Hey, Aradia?" he said shakily, cursing himself out mentally for not being able to keep a steady voice.

"Dave? What's wrong? You don't sound too good." Those were the first words out of her mouth. She walked the streets of their territory, eyes fixed on the sky as she spoke.

"I, um..." He looked up at Karkat. "I'm out of town."

"Out of town? Why?"

"Because... Jade just died."

Aradia went quiet. "Oh... I'm sorry..."

Karkat smiled, glad Dave was pulling this off. "Good now get her to hang up." He whispered.

"Y-Yeah. Hey, um, could you do me a favor, babe?"

"Uh, yeah, sure. What do you need?"

"C-Call 911 and bring them to 612 Hivebent Av. And run."