God what was he doing? Giving that pompous prick extra notes? He was going to read into that as something deeper than a simple peace offering. He didn't want to be involved in Gamzee's shit and he damn sure wasn't going to be dragged down with that jackass. Karkat ran his hand through those faux black strands as he made it to his next class. Luckily things seemed pretty uneventful from here on out. His English class was simple and easy, just starting off with the list of books they would be studying and picking apart. Which Karkat already looked into and grabbed well before the class had started. Nothing surprising. He left a short lunch break in between English and the last class of the day. This was going surprisingly nicely for how Karkat's days tended to roll out. He always seemed to just have a nasty bout of bad luck to him.
On his way to his final class he kept an eye out for his lanky pothead friend. This was the only class him and Gamzee had together and he saw it fitting enough. Sign Language. Karkat kept his shoulders slumped and his hands deep in his pocket as he settled in the back row like he normally did in all his classes. It just made things easier when he didn't need to buttheads with other classmates. With a waft of that skunky mess Gamzee rolled his way in. Half lidded eyes looked over everything before they landed on Karkat. He sauntered his way over in a large lazy gate. Though Karkat was between two back doors of the class.
The door to his left open to none other than Eridan. Looking over everyone under his classes and with his nose up. Looking down as if they were peasants he had to deal with. Those violet eyes also landed on Karkat. He had apparently taken the extra notes as a gesture of goodwill or possibly friendship. So he took his place on the man's left while Gamzee settled on his right. Karkat felt like he was squished already. The two men locked eyes for only a moment. Gamzee gave a slight raised brow to see Eridan and in turn the Ampora sank more into his seat. Oh this was going to be great. But before anyone could make a snide remark the teacher made her way in. All smiles and everything.
"Oh we have quite a full class this time! Welcome to Introduction to Sign Language. I hope you like the seating you chose because I keep a seating chart so I can learn all your names!" She said this in such a chipper tone, yet she was condemning Karkat to an entire semester of fucking bullshit. Two apparent drug lords stuck almost right next to each other? Yeah like that is going to help. Luckily someone else raised their hand to move and was struck down immediately. Even fucking better. Karkat sighed through his nose as he crossed his arms over his chest tightly.
But of course the passively antagonistic stoner that is the Makara took his opportunity to slip his arm tight around Karkat's shoulder. Giving a loose, dopey grin as he does so. Not even giving Eridan a second glance as he laughed lightly and tipped his head back.
"Hear that brother, you are stuck with me here." Gamzee then pulled the hand that was on his shoulder to Karkat's hair. Ruffling up the already mess of black. The locks fell in his face and served to irritate the man. His teeth clenched as he pushed the darker hand away. Little bits of white were now shown on the roots. True color is starting to show out against the deep black backdrop. This did catch a side eye from Eridan. Who had already been placing his features into a rather attractive box just hours before. It wasn't as though he was new to dying his hair since he was a bottle blonde with a purple streak through it.
"I put the fucking classes together dumbass! I already knew I was going to be stuck with you, now stop messing up my hair." Karkat hissed as he pushed the hand completely away from him. An annoyed sneer to his expression and his tone. But he didn't try to get away from the loose hold or even care for the contact. They acted so close, if Karkat had admitted to being Gamzee's boyfriend he would have believed it. Karkat called them close friends but Eridan really wondered at times.
Those deep purple eyes gave a glance over Karkat's fluffed up hair to Eridan and a smirk settled on the clown's face as he pulled Karkat and his chair closer. It didn't even get a second glance from the smaller as he grabbed out his notebook in an attempt to completely ignore the man next to him. Gamzee was mocking him, this shot clown was mocking him! Well Eridan can play his fucking game.
In an attempt to get back at this blatant disrespect Eridan set his sights on Karkat. Maybe he can get in good with him and force the Makara's to back off using Karkat as a meat shield. It was a risky play but it was one he was willing to take. Karkat would be Eridan's new pawn from here on out. If he can get Karkat on his side as at the very least a friend then Gamzee has a hell of a lot less power and it would be harder to keep his precious little "Best Friend" safe. Hell it helped that Karkat was pretty damn adorable. Maybe Eridan can land a nice friends with benefits as an extra fuck you to the Makara family. He nearly smiled back before leaning in some to Karkat.
"Thanks for those notes by the wway." Eridan spoke up with a little grin before he leaned back again. Karkat grumbled a sort of you're welcome. He just wanted to get through this goddamn class.