Hey guys, I'm baaaaaaaack! I promised I'd continue this story and I am! so here you guys go! Sorry it is a short one, but I hpe you enjoy it. The next few will be longer! And now a note from my editor!
Editor note: I'd like to apologise for the amount of time that it took me to finish looking at this chapter and going through it. I was busy in college and had exams to study for (on top of that, I got sick). So enjoy this chapter. There will be others shortly. - strayMongrel
Ain't she a sweetie!? Well, without any further ado... Enjoy!
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Karkat glanced around nervously. It had been1/4 of a sweep since they'd moved onto the ship Gamzee was now stationed at, yet he still hadn't gotten over his nervousness. Was he really to blame for worrying when one slip of a knife or an accidental scratch meant certain death? He shook his head and adjusted his bowtie for the twentieth time since they'd left the room.
"Karbro, you need to motherfucking relax, man. It's just a ball." Gamzee slid his arm around the smaller troll with a chuckle.
"I am relaxed, nooksniffer. What makes you think I'm not relaxed?" Karkat demanded in a manner most unbefitting one who should be as relaxed as he claimed to be.
"I'm just saying you should enjoy yourself, motherfucker. That's what this is for."
"Gamzee, I just can't relax. On top of being worried about someone finding out about my blood, I also
haven't decided if I feel like celebrating."
"Why not? We motherfucking won."
"Won what? It wasn't even a battle. They surrendered and you were still forced to kill them all. That isn't a battle, that's slaughter."
Gamzee quickly pulled Karkat into an alcove and looked around to make sure no one was around to hear him.
"Listen Karbro, you can't say shit like that. If someone hears you, it's considered treason, and they'll kill you on the spot. So can the motherfucking opinions for the night, okay?" Karkat merely nodded, unable to argue with Gamzee.
Gamzee let go of him.
"Alright, Let's go." He turned and headed off in the direction of the ball. Karkat took a deep breath and then set off after him, staying just a few steps behind until they reached their destination. Gamzee looked behind him and held out his hand. "Come on, motherfucker."
Karkat took his hand and let himself be lead into the ball, chin held high and legs steady, but despite his outward appearance, he was a nervous wreck inside.
…
Karkat's hopes at calming down as the night went on were immediately shot down when he found out who he was seated with, the captain and most of the upper level crew, the side effects of being in a matespritship with someone as high ranking as Gamzee. He nodded at the quarter master as well as the captain's right hand man as they came in. They were no one he recognized so he kept mostly quiet, only answering when spoken to. This continued until the captain walked in.
"ERIDAN!?" Karkat's jaw dropped in surprise.
"That's Captain Ampora to you… Karkat!? Wwhat are you doing here?"
"I'm here with Gamzee. Wait… Captain Ampora? YOU'RE the captain?!"
"Yes. Try not to sound so surprised. I wwas destined to become one, wwhat wwith my love of the sea and space being just a vvast, wwaterless ocean."
Karkat eyed him. "I guess it was," he finally said.
Eridan smirked. "So, managed to reel in a highblood huh? Guess wwhatever wworks."
Karkat glared at Eridan but with one glance from Gamzee he bit his tongue. Gamzee turned his gaze to Eridan.
"Actually, motherfucking Captain Ampora, I reeled him in. I chose him."
Karkat blushed. He looked down quickly, thankful for the makeup he had applied for the fact that his
blush would not be seen. Suddenly he felt Gamzee grab his hand and pull him up.
"Now if you'll excuse us, I'd like to get a dance in before dinner."
Karkat followed Gamzee out to the ball floor as a slow song started. Gamzee pulled him in close, their
bodies touching. Karkat wrapped his arms around Gamzee and let out a soft series of clicks.
"How long have you known he was the captain?"
"Since I got here. Thought it motherfucking better not mention it. You might get angry."
"I AM angry."
"Motherfucking miracle, man. Now shoosh. Let's just enjoy the dance."
"But…"
"I said shoosh."
"Fine, I'll be quiet."
"Now that'd be a motherfucking miracle."
Karkat glared at Gamzee's chest before nuzzling into it and smelling him. He would have loved to have spent the entire time just dancing, but eventually they would have to stop. But that time was not now. And for once, it was a motherfucking miracle, Karkat stayed almost completely silent. Almost.
