You are now Dave. Just Dave. What next?

Well, you're actually quite sick of John's constant absence. However, you're not quite sure how to deal with that. In the past, when John got quiet, you simply stopped typing until he got on Skype and told you everything. It's a lot harder to do things in person. You don't have time to think about what you're saying, you can't see your own words, or edit them, and body language actually counts for something, it's just so much harder, and the only in-person type interaction you know you can handle for sure is a good strife. However, unlike that of you and your actual bro, the interactions between you and your honorary bro need to be a bit more.. delicate, to say the least.

So, naturally, you settle for the next best thing, which is, in your opinion, laying on your stomach in the middle of can town, a wild mayor toying around innocently, as you bitch about the entire thing to Rose.

turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering tentacleTherapist [TT]

TG: hey yo lalonde

TG: you there

TG: im kinda in the middle of a crisis here

TG: well as close to a crisis as the coolest guy ever can get

TG: which is pretty much like an honest to god crisis now

TG: only with some rad shades and the coolest town ever

TG: a democracy of my own construction

TG: well along with terezi and the mayor

TG: mostly them actually but still

TG; anyway are you there

TG: itd be real nice if youd stop macking on your xeno gf for a minute here

TG: this is actual unironic shit that needs discussion

TG: god damn it rose get on

TG: get the fuck on already

TG: fuck

TG: im about to morph into a cooler vantas here

TG: sprout my wings of anger in a truly beautiful display of natures power

TG: all the other hate angels will be so jealous of my glorious limbs

TG: rose

TG: come

TT: Alright, Dave. What is it you felt the need to send me eighteen messages about?

TG: on

TT: And really. I would have expected you to at least do it rhythmically.

TT: I'm quite disappointed, to be honest.

TG: oh my fucking god cut the shit

TT: What is this? The great Dave Strider wants to cut the shit?

TT: And to think I spend this entire time under the impression that he was all about the shit.

TG: shut up im serious

TG: just tell me what to do

TT: In regards to what? You seem to have forgotten, yet again, that I am not, in fact, omniscient.

TG: come on

TG: you dont even have to be omniscient to know

TG: everyone on the fucking meteor knows

TG: like i know

TG: kitkat knows

TG: kanaya and you know

TG: i bet even the juggalo knows

TG: of course that means hes told the bodies too

TG: so theyre down there talking about it like wheres john huh

TG: cuz what else are they gonna do

TG: and since theyre talking about it all those dead uses and trolls know

TG: they knew within five minutes of the fact of course

TG: even egbert which would be saying alot but seeing as this is pretty much all about him

TG: yeah

TT: So you're referring to his evasive behavior as of late?

TG: no shit you figured that out all by yourself

TG: you really are the genius youre known as

TG: truly fucking brilliant

TG: hey you know what would be good

TG: if you could just fucking instruct me already

TT: Just ask him what's going on.

TG: yeah i guess i had that coming

turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT]

You opt to do the obvious thing, pausing to take a breath before reaching to the laptop's shitty mouse-pad thingy, you don't even know what that's called, but god, do you fucking hate it. After several swipes that only get you a few inches across the screen each, you finally reach your destination; the mouse icon hovers over John's handle for a second while you adjust your hand to use the equally shitty clicker-thing below said pad.

turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB]

TG: hey yo egbert

TG: yo

TG: dude

TG: come on dont fucking ignore me

TG: what is it national ignore dave day

TG: although since we arent a nations i guess it would be meteoral

TG: or maybe we should count us as a town

TG: i mean we do have a mayor so

TG: its town wide ignore dave day

TG: lets see if hell actually go through with his threat to morph into kitkat 2.0

EB: wait, what?

EB: dave what the fuck are you talking about?

TG: it seems like everyones ignoring me today

TG: like first rose now you

TG: whats next karkat refusing to take my bait

EB: i'm sorry about you getting ignored, but you really should stop pissing karkat off.

EB: it's really pointless.

TG: no its not what else am i gonna do

TG: rose is well you know what she spends her time doing

TG: there only so much terezi a guy can take

TG: kanayas also doing exactly what you know shes doing

TG: and youre off hiding in your room or some shit

TG: thats actually the whole reason im pestering you so

TG: basically would you mind telling me what the fucks up

EB: um nothing really.

TG: dude at least try to lie better

TG: youre so obvious its not even funny like just no

EB: dude im not lying!

EB: nothings up

TG: bullshit

TG: spill the beans derpass

TG: and for taking so long

TG: im gonna take all of them

TG: im gonna snatch them all before you get a chance to taste their beany goodness

TG: then im gonna cook them all for myself

TG: youll never get to try either

TG: because stingy fucks dont get beans

EB: dave stop. you suck at metaphors.

TG: not the point

TG: the point is you spilling your beans

TG: and youve made it perfectly clear with your monosyllabic responses that your not gonna do that here

TG: ill see you in a couple minutes

TG: those beans will be mine

turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB]

You snap your laptop shut.