Notes: The final picture from the Vriska social media update!

It was Christmas day once more on the meteor, only this time they were forced to spend the day in a dream bubble. The alternate versions of the humans had made the atmosphere festive though. Tinsel, mistletoe and a variety of other decorations adorned the mansion in which everyone resided on this holiday. Most had taken to dancing and conversing loudly over the music that filled the room. Too loud for the knights, so when Aradia's ancestor called the boys into a private room which held the Mayor, Rufio and a card table; neither objected. The woman introduced herself; even after all this time; the boys still had not properly met everyone.

"こにちは 初めまして 私はダマラです。宜しくお願いします"

"初めまして 私はダーブです。宜しくお願いします。 こちらは カルカトです。宜しくお願いします。カルカトさんは日本語 を話しません。"

Karkat looked in awe at Dave; since when did he speak Japanese? What the hell were they saying?

"ポーカーが好きですか。"

"ポーカーをプレイする方法がわかりません。"

"ダーブさんとカルカトさんは教えてあげますか。"

"Hey, you want to learn how to play poker?" Dave asked Karkat.

"I can't understand a god damn thing you guys are saying."

"Don't worry, I'll translate for you."

"…okay."

Dave informed Damara of their agreement and the woman happily clapped her hands and began dealing the cards. She instructed Dave; who in turn translated the directions for Karkat. Both picked up the rules quickly and the game was underway. The entire time during their card game training; Rufio was awkwardly shifting in his seat; trying his best to avoid Damara's eye. Dave wondered idly why he was even there; since he was so clearly uncomfortable. What went unnoticed by both of the neophytes was the devious, playful glint in Damara's eyes as she watched her former matesprit from the corner of her vision. How she reveled in his discomfort.

The game started and four of the five people began their game of poker (the mayor preferred to watch and play with the decorations). Of course; the first several rounds went to Damara; Rufio seemed to purposely play badly; while Dave and Karkat were still trying to get the hang of things.

This began to change though; as Dave was a natural at the game; soon playing perfectly and taking the candy that was used in place of money. Damara took out a cigar and began to puff away. The human wondered for a brief moment, if it was possible to get cancer from a dream bubble cigar. How many of those did she smoke a day? Wait, she's dead, it doesn't matter.

Once she lost; well, there was no escape for any of the males. She insisted round after round until all of the candy was hers. Dave, just to be stubborn, played his best and held onto at least on piece of candy at the end of every game. That's when things became very awkward.

Damara began making lewd comments; first about Rufio, and slowly moved towards Dave. Initially, she made a comment of how the sex between the two boys must be interesting; going so far as to ask Dave for details. For the first time ever; Dave lost his cool-kid persona in public. He shift uncomfortably in his seat; deflecting the questions as best he could. The time witch was only encouraged however; and continued her inappropriate assault. Karkat couldn't help but ask "WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR FACE SO RED?!"

"It's nothing." Dave muttered, wanting nothing more than the conversation to drop. He would take awkward silence over this any day.

Karkat didn't like it. Dave's emotions rarely showed and he didn't like that someone was drawing this much of a reaction out of the human. "THE FUCK IT'S NOT! WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE SAYING?!"

At this juncture Damara perceived that moment as the most advantageous to wonder aloud about Dave's endowments. Rufio at this point stood up "I need some water."

The human nearly fainted from the rush of blood that coated his whole body as red as his god tier pajamas.

"OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK DID SHE JUST SAY?!"

The witch giggled and Dave couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. At this point Karkat realized that the woman was performing some pitch flirtations. Making someone exceedingly uncomfortable; while a little unusual, was not outside the norm for pitch flirtations. And Karkat was fucking pissed. He tried to keep it under control; he knew very well that Dave probably did not know what was going on and he really didn't want to embarrass his matesprit any further and…wait, that's right, Karkat was probably only one of very few trolls who wanted one person in every quadrant. He couldn't even be angry with Damara; to her, she was probably within at least a level of social appropriateness; even though he couldn't tell for sure what she was saying. He had known what he wanted for a long time, but this instance forced him to actually act on that want. He stood up, pulling Dave by the arm with him; leading him down a corridor and into a random room. Forcing Dave in; and turning on the lights. He took a breath. "What…The ..Fuck..Did..She..Say?"

Dave confessed; skin stained redder than should be humanly possible; curse his pale skin. He told Karkat of her comments about their relationship and…his body. So, it was pitch flirtations. Karkat kissed him, hard and possessive. "Fucking mine; every fucking quadrant, fucking mine." And kissed his boyfriend aggressively once more. The boys stayed like that for an eternity before they broke for breath, panting and foreheads pressed together. Dave smiled.

"You're cute when you're jealous."

Instead of responding Karkat latched on to Dave's neck. While surprised by the action, the human was perfectly content with accommodating his boyfriend; exposing his neck further; it felt so good. Karkat continued his ministrations leaving marks up and down the time player's neck; until the entire area looked like one massive bruise…he was extremely greedy when it came to Dave. At that moment he wanted everyone to know who the boy belonged to. The whole event took quite a while to the point where Dave demanded they at least move to the bed. Judging from the size of the room they had stumbled into the master bedroom. And he just laid there; letting Karkat do as he pleased, it made him feel wanted and…sexy when the troll was like this. He mentally slapped himself because it sounded so stupid even in his mind; but he loved it. He loved the possessive attention of the troll.

After what seemed like an endless amount of time, he was about to push Karkat off and go look at the damage; but the dream bubble ended; and they were back in their room. The hickeys were gone; much to Karkat's frustration.

Notes: I have a headcannon that Dave speaks Japanese, because Bro Dirk spent several years speaking to him in only that language. I don't know why, I just like it.

Also translations (more or less) for the Japanese portions (sorry for using actual Japanese, I just get so few chances to practice):
Hello, I'm Damara. Nice to meet you.
I'm Dave, nice to meet you. This is Karkat, he doesn't speak Japanese.
Do you like poker?
I don't know how to play.
Can I teach you and Karkat?

It actually a tiny bit longer than that, but the words don't translate well to English. Mostly polite talk that translates roughly into "Please be kind to me". Also, I used polite form because that's all I know right now; but I realize Damara probably would have been more casual.