Sorry about this taking so long to write. Several things happened. One: I got hacked by a friend who's an asshat. Two: Someone I know, a father figure, died. He was someone I trusted, and knew had my back. He had it at one point in my life when I was bullied. So, I'm kind of torn up about it. Also, school projects. I had originally intended to post this a few days to a week after the last chapter. But I've been busy for so long. Plus, the moment I get home from school I try to sleep.. But I always have nightmares. Anyone know how to stop having nightmares? Seriously, it's keeping me from getting good sleep. But, anyways, I hope this chapter will be a good apology. Or something. Plus I'll be posting a oneshot for some extra too.


Karkat shot up, and listened. It was quiet. So fucking quiet. He slowly pushed off the pot of boonbucks, peeking out. No one was there. But the room was a mess. How the fuck did he sleep through this? He slowly pulled himself out of the pod, and slide himself out, looking around cautiously. He stepped out, and onto an unfinished dress. "HOLY.. FUCK.." He breathed it out slowly, trying to maintain his shit. He looked at himself and frowned. When was the last time he had an abulation? And something that doesn't include clowns, death, or stupid shenanigans? Only Gog knows. Wait, why the hell did he even think of taking a 'shower'?

Because he stinks. Meaning that, to certain trolls, he'd probably be more noticeable Which wasn't a good thing. At all. Good thing they were in Karkat's respite block, or he'd flip his shit. He didn't see any blood, and it was probably them over reacting to a random honk or something. That's what happens when you're out for revenge, or drenched in hate.

Fuck, Gamzee, your Caliginous Quadrant must be fucking whored out. Or.. Something.

Anyways, Karkat sighed, and debated mentally.. Go into the shower, or put some clothes on with the slime on his clothes? 'Ugh, gogdammit. Just go take a quick shower.. I don't even know where the others are even AT. Besides, they'll be back sometime soon or some shit. They always came back and all. He sighed softly, and looked trough his sylladex, quickly grabbing a pair of clothes. He walked into the shower, and turned on the water. He watched for a moment, and stepped in. He relaxed for a second before fulling stepping in.

'Fuck, it's been too fucking long since I've done this.' Karkat quickly wiped himself off, and did a quick peek outside the door. They're still not there. Maybe he could go and take a bath too? That sounds nice. His leg would sorely appreciate that. He turned it to it's bath mode, and sat down in it. He looked at his leg, and noticed he still had a huge scar around it, with the surrounding of it miscolored. He gently prodded at it, and frowned.

He could feel the pressure, but not his actual touch. He'd have to ask Kanaya about that. Or Rose, if that strange human knew of such things. He avoided touching the still scabbed out cut part though. He's not going to chance that.

Karkat mumbled to himself under his breath, and closed his eyes, sinking into the water a bit. Fuck, his muscles are so tense. The warm water wrapped around him, and it felt like he was completely untouchable.

Felt like, at least.

With his ears under water, he didn't hear a soft honk outside the door. Slowly, it creaked open, and reddish-orange eyes trailed over Karkat's body.. The eyes seemed rather surprised at first, but they were replaced with.. A little of.. something else.

Lust. A sadistic lust. One where he wanted to claw and softly kiss at the same time. A look that wanted Karkat to scream and moan.

~Switch to Gamzee's POV~

I walk in, and closed the door silently. A smile too sinister for a normal clown on my face. Ain't that just motherfucking lucky- Damn, Karkat was pretty motherfucking vulnerable too. Double motherfucking score. That won't change~. As silently as I could took off my shirt. Might as well join the little grubfucker in his sitting abulation or whatever you call it. I was just getting started on my motherfucking pants when..

"OH MY FUCKING GOG. WHAT THE FUCK-" Karkat sat up, and pushed himself against the back of the shower chamber. I watched for a moment, and chuckled like I would at a joke. "HEY MOTHERFUCKER." I walk over, my pants sagging low, but boxers still at my hips. Heh. Would that taunt or intimidate Karkat? I hope both. A motherfucking mirthful blend, hopefully. "ready for me to motherfucking join?" I start to step in, when Karkat pushed himself up, stepping away from me almost frantically, but not too terribly much. I bet he hoped I didn't notice him stumble. A chuckle from the 'me' proved the opposite His eyes darting to the side tells me he's motherfucking nervous.

"NO. NO. GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW. DAMMIT GAMZEE, I MEAN FUCKING NOW."

Aww, look, his motherfucking mutant blood is all up and motherfucking changing his face color. Motherfucker looks so fucking clubbable. And, he's motherfucking blushing... Wait a motherfucking second.

He just commanded me.

He just motherfucking commanded me.

Oh, he better be motherfucking joyous about being my motherfucking matesprit. I would have killed him. But, just because he's my motherfucking mutant doesn't mean he's not going to get punished. "SHUT UP MOTHERFUCKER. you should know when to motherfucking hold your tongue." Karkat visually winced. I bet he doesn't motherfucking like pain. This will be motherfucking fun, then. So long as no ignorant lowblooded and pink-squishy fuckers decide to come all up and intrude.

~Third person POV~

Karkat tightened his fist. Fuck no. This was not happening. He was terrified- obviously I mean, can't you see Gamzee's eyes almost literally eating up his nude image? If that wasn't enough, His leg wasn't completely healed despite it being only a deep cut now. Gamzee, once again, noticed that. He probably knows you can't run too fast either. Add on that Gamzee just sounded pissed off didn't help.

Within a second, before Karkat could even process anything, Gamzee had pushed Karkat onto the bottom of the bathtub. He had him pinned down by straddling himself on Karkat's waist. Gamzee smiled, and slid a finger down Karkat's chest, slowly clawing him. Karkat hissed and tried to sit up, only to have one of Gamzee's hands slam his own hands onto the bottom of the tub above him.

"GAMZEE.. PLEASE.. GET OFF OF ME." Karkat tried to bite off his fear.. He couldn't.

Gamzee shook his head, and leaned down, kissing Karkat's neck. "HONK."

The single disturbed word sent shudders down Karkat's back..Or maybe that was the water getting cold. He couldn't really tell.

Gamzee took his time, messing with Karkat's horns. Karkat kept struggling, and whining when Gamzee went too fast or too slowly. It was natural. Gamzee stroked Karkat's horn, and leaned down to lick the other. Karkat kept protesting, but they were getting weaker and weaker. To Gamzee, that was obviously no fun, but he decided for now he wouldn't stop himself to just get Karkat squeaking. Not yet, anyways.

Gamzee started to experiment with what he was doing besides just fondling Karkat's horns and torturing his chest and neck. He slowly rocked his hips backwards and forwards, earning a click from Karkat. A click, since his lusus was a crab. Gamzee chuckled, and continued this motion for a moment, then combining messing with Karkat's horns.

Karkat whined, and his hips involuntarily twitched upward. Gamzee snickered like a child at this, and picked himself up just enough to undo his pants, and to pull them off, along with his boxers. His bulge was already out, and it squirmed along Karkat's stomach, making the smaller troll's eyes widen and freak out. He started to splash around the now cold water around, to get Gamzee to loosen his grip. H-He didn't want that fucking thing touching him!

He may have been flushed for the clown, but this happening was not a thing. No. No nononononon, It can't be a thing-
Gamzee dug his one hand's fingers into Karkat's wrist, bringing him out of the state of denial. It was going to happen. It was going to be a thing.

Gamzee lifted Karkat up with surprising force, Karkat using this to push his himself away from Gamzee as quickly as possible. Gamzee smirked, and wrapped his legs around Karkat, trapping him. Karkat writhed in his grip, not wanting to be there. Gamzee pushed Karkat up against the wall, and lifted him into the air. He smiled, and licked Karkat's neck, "want me to go motherfucking easy?"

Karkat froze solid, not knowing what to say- or rather how to speak. His voice caught, and he slowly looked at Gamzee, his face slightly turned toward him. The two didn't move. It seemed as if neither even breathed.

Karkat whispered out the best he could, and said, "NEITHER."

Gamzee slowly smiled, "SO IN THE MOTHERFUCKING MIDDLE. i hear ya', motherfucker."

Gamzee yanked Karkat down, thrusting himself into Karkat. Karkat hissed and clawed Gamzee's shoulders. "F-FUCK!" He didn't wait for Karkat to even adjust to the feeling of him inside of his nook. Gamzee, surprisingly kept true to his word, by not thrusting too hard.. But that's not saying it was gentle either. They were violent, bearably painful thrusts in and out. Karkat kept hissing, and trying to claw Gamzee, trying to get him to understand to stop. Of course, since Gamzee didn't want to believe this, he turned it into his mind's thinking it was how Karkat expressed his fits of pleasure.

As Gamzee thrusted in out of Karkat, causing the smaller to click, hiss, and moan, he used his free hand to intertwine through Karkat's bulge. Tying into knots, undoing it, keeping himself moving. He kissed Karkat's neck, leaving trails of brusies his his lips wake. He nipped at Karkat's ear, making him let out a mix of a squeak and gasp. He led his kisses back to Karkat's neck, and down to his collarbone, biting there to draw blood. He licked at the blood, and kept some in his mouth to deliver to Karkat's mouth in his next kiss.

Karkat hated it. It was nasty, and his stupid blood color did not help. The pain and pleasure from his nether regions was awful. The troll doing this to him was awful. He bit at Gamzee's lips, deciding, that if he couldn't stop this, he'd make it painful for Gamzee as well. He'd make him be the one not wanting it.

Because Karkat hated backing down.

He rocked his hips out of timing with Gamzee's, which both surprised, and upsetted the other troll. When he tried to get them in time, Karkat fucked it up. Karkat bit Gamzee's lips when they came near his mouth, he bit at his ear, anything.

Gamzee ws enraged that Krkat was rebelling in this way. So, now, he went back on his word. He started to slam himself into Karkat, shocking the littler troll enough to make him scream. Scream, and cum.

Gamzee was coated in the reddish-white tint, and after a few thrusts, came as well. He pulled out, and smiled darkly at Karkat, licking his bleeding lips. "WELL MOTHERFUCKER, glad you got so motherfucking into toward the end. WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN WORTH IT OTHERWISE. putting out that motherfucking distraction and AND, we're going to need a bucket next time. THE SHITS GETTING WASTED OTHERWISE." Gamzee got up, and turned on the abulation chamber. A scorching liquid came out, and soaked the two. Karkat tried to move away from the burning water, but failed...

His thighs hurt too bad- No surprise, he opened the cut again. That fucker was becoming more and more of a nuisance all of the time.

Gamzee, being in his weird state of mind, helped Karkat up, being gentle. "THOUGH ONE MOTHERFUCKING THING, BROTHER."

Karkat glared at the Juggalo, who said, "don't motherfucking make it feel black. doesn't feel right in my biscuit pumper, ya'know?"

Karkat stilled, leaning against the wall. "FUCK. YOU." Gamzee chuckled, "MAYBE NEXT TIME, MOTHERFUCKER." Gamzee's face was a little dejected, and sorrowful, but Karkat didn't care. Gamzee stepped out, grabbed his clothes and slipped them on. He stepped at the door and looked back, "watch out for that motherfucker dave. HE HAS SOME BLASPHEMOUS THOUGHTS BUBBLING AROUND IN HIS MOST MOTHERFUCKING OF INCREDULOUS OF THINKPANS. ones that might motherfucking mean death." Gamzee opened the door, and walked out.

Karkat turned off the scalding water, and sauntered over to the sink, looking into the mirror. What he saw was a troll, tired, bleeding, bite marks everywhere, hickies coloring his grey skin, bruises along his legs, and tears going down his face. He bent over the counter and stayed there for a moment trying to find a good way to balance.. And to think about what he needs to do, and how he's beginning to feel with these turn of events. He knew he didn't like what was going on.

He knew Dave was now a threat. Gamzee was a threatening variable/Ally/WHAT THE FUCK DO I CATEGORIZE HIM AS. Rose could be an ally- who knows. Vriska- God knows what she could be. Savior or damnation. Kanaya would probably need lots of explaining, and even then she'd still want some more bloodshed. Sollux was headstrong, and whether he knew it or not, was like Rose.

Karkat rubbed his face, when he heard the others enter the room next to the bathroom-where he was.

"Gamzee Is Playing Around With Us, I Suppose." 'Hello Kanaya.'

"I'm not surprised. He's capricious queries seem to mess with my Seer abilities just enough to keep me from knowing what he's doing... But I know who he does effect, and how unfortunate they are." 'Rose, don't you fucking dare.'

"The fucker's going to die soon. anyways, wheres some food? im hungry." 'Fuck you too Dave, nice to fucknig know you're what Gamzee said.'

"2hut up dave, you know karkat ii2n't goiing to hear that 2hiit." 'Sollux, yeah, be the fucking lisping idiot coming to my rescue.'

There was a pause.

"Where Is Karkat?" Well, Kanaya's- Fuck, I got to get dressed-.

Kanaya opened the door, seeing Karkat and his body. She stared. Not because he was naked. Because of what Gamzee drew on his side that Karkat didn't see.

It was all of the other's symbols drawn and marked out. All besides Gamzee's and Karkat's. Even Rose's and Dave's first signs were there.

Kanaya turned around, and made sure no one came in. She closed the door, and went toward Karkat. "Where The Fuck Is The Clown?"