Okay. I'm really bad at keeping up on this. I got High School coming up, Homestuck shipping Olympics, a new kitten named Nepeta, chores, and the fact that writer's block tends to hit me when I need to get stuff done. Sorry, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.


WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS: GORE.


Gamzee pulled back and grabbed Karkat's neck, smiling darkly. Karkat was absolutely terrified, to the very extent of trembling everywhere. "GA-GAMZEE!" Karkat coughed out, eyes wide. Though, if he weren't terrified, he'd be a complete treat for Terezi's nose, face being a bright red flush. Gamzee tweaked his hand a little bit, and cut off his airflow. He pulled him away from the wall and started walking toward Vriska's body. Karkat flailed, and tugged at his ever tightening hand.

Gamzee grabbed Vriska by the hair and dragged her a distance from the other trolls. He didn't want them to wake up and intrude on his fun, after all. He loosened his grip on Karkat's neck only slightly to let him breath, and keep him awake. Gamzee wanted his reaction. He so desperately wanted to know how this motherfucking miracle would go down with his motherfucking bro. Of course, he was muttering to himself during this, laughing at his own wicked jokes about it. This didn't ease up Karkat's fear, nor insidious feeling of dread crawling up his spine with prickly fingers of lost hope.

So, as seconds wore on, it was hard for Karkat to decipher his words. Only a few like, "Miracles, mural of ..something, Stay awake Karbro, and This is my motherfucking master piece." It was rather tiring to keep up with his words and stay conscious, so Karkat kept himself up by clenching tightly to his hands. What the fuck is Gamzee doing with him, and why is he dragging Vriska along?


Gamzee slung his little "Miracle" down on the floor, in a new room, darker than Karkat and the other trolls would be used to. Unless, of course, one had been there and gotten used to it. A certain clown had, though, much to Karkat's dismay, gotten used to it. The subbjuggulator's eyes glowed red and purple in the dark, as they seem to scan over a nearby wall. They bobbed up and down, like he was nodding. But Karkat didn't notice most of this- He was too busy catching his breath and passing out. If he did, what chance would he have? Then again, he barely had one right now.

Karkat breathed in deeply, and sighed it out, looking around for the glowing ey- "HOLYFUCKINGSHIT!" Karkat stumbled back, and stare directly into said eyes he was looking for. They blank after a second, and Karkat could make out a sharp-toothed grin on the troll in front of his face. "come on, karbro. get your motherfucking eye sight on what I made for you, brother." Gamzee grabbed Karkat, and yanked him up, giving Karkat a sharp pain in his leg. Gamzee held Karkat up, keeping him from falling over. "NOW LOOK AT THIS MOTHERFUCKING CANVAS, MOTHERFUCKER. IT'S MOTHERFUCKING BITCHTITS, AND SPECIAL, MOTHERFUCKER!"

Gamzee's voice boomed, causing Karkat to shudder along with a flinch. He looked ahead of him, fearful of what he may see. The sense of impending doom took over his body, sending him into a fit of trembling. Gamzee leaned over, ignoring the little spazz Karkat was having, and swiped at a light switch, revealing the room in all of its gorey glory. Blood coated the wall, and dried out bodies of Karkat's deceased friends laid in a single corner. Rainbow intestines were hung over the words that Gamzee had unmistakably written.

Sitting in front of the wall, were each of the decapitated heads of his friends. Some were rotting, and some weren't. They were all in a mix of terror and forced smiles on their battered and bloody faces. A few of them, like Nepeta, had their jaws broken, giving her an awkward smile. Even Tavros was smiling, albit a little shyly, as if he were alive.. But no. The bloody, grinning faces upon decapitated heads were not alive.. Just dead.

The letters, each a different color, in no set pattern, would at first seem appealing to the eye. Then you'd look closer. Notice a certain smell that would normally follow a killer. See wet spots here and there, while the parts dried were utterly disgusting. The intestines hung neatly above the gory words, blood leaking down from the top indiscriminately. Some of the dripping blood slid down onto other bloods. Blood that touched someone that was a possible matesprit. Like Feferi and Eridan.. Tavros and Nepeta.. All odd ships, at least. Screwed up ones. Ones that could be something like Karkat and Gamzee's relationship. How are you sure though? Because.

"will you motherfucking be

MY MOTHERFUCKING MATESPIRT?
:o)"

The wall, that was covered in all of his friends liquid remains and streamers made from their guts, asked him. To be Gamzee's fucking matesprit.

"WHAT... THE.. FUCK.." Karkat gagged, and he snapped his head all around, eyes gaping at every little detail. He fell back, falling out a confused Gamzee's arms. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING GAMZEE? THAT.. THAT THIS.. WOULD FUCKING CONVINCE ME TO... FUCK! GOG FUCKING DAMMIT!" Karkat hit the floor, tears leaking out of his eyes.

Gamzee looked at Karkat, then back to his 'masterpiece'. To him, it was something really endearing and romantic. Something that made him late to giving his bro the bandages, and medical supplies. Which laid in the corner of the room, forgotten... But, he hadn't found Karkat where he left him. He was stolen away. By that Jade, Cerulean and mustard blood..

Wait, that makes perfect sense! He didn't like it, because it didn't have those bastard's blood in it! Duh! "i get what you mean bro. stay here and chill." Gamzee shook his head. How the fuck did he not realize this? "I'LL GET WHAT YOU MOTHERFUCKING WANT." This pretty much left Karkat in a state of utter dismay and confusion. What the fuck is he planning?

Karkat tried to figure it out, soon it leading to Kanaya and Sollux. He already had Vriska- Wait, were is her body, anyways?..

Well, there's one thing Karkat knows for sure. Vriska had godtier, Gamzee was out hunting for two, and the kids were on their way. Tack on the fact Karkat would soon be able to walk, albeit limping insanely, and there is a big possibility that shit will go down.

In which, he knows it begins when he hears Gamzee roaring from outside the door.