Karkat and Sollux sat at the table eating their food while Eridan had gone off to God knows where. Sollux figured he must have had to go to the little girl's room to get his panties out of a twist. With a mouthful of sandwich he looked at Karkat. "KK, I'm gonna go piss."

"Wow. You had to tell me that."

He swallowed, laughing at Karkat. "Hell yes I did, KK."

"Ugh, whatever. Don't let Eridan dry hump you in there."

"What?" He laughed again.

"He is the most sexually frustrated guy I know apart from yours truly, and from what I've seen of him he doesn't give a fuck about what you've got in your pants."

"KK you know I don't give a shit either." He pursed his lips for a second. "Okay I'd probably care if there was like a bear trap there instead of some grade A junk, but you know what I mean." He pushed away from the table. "I've just gotta piss, KK, I'll be back."

"Yeah, yeah." He waved him away and continued to eat his food.

Sollux made his way to the bathroom and went inside. He stood at the urinal, looking straight at the wall, and did what he had to. Afterward he washed his hands, but heard a noise in one of the stalls. He smirked, realizing that it was probably Eridan and walked over to the closed door, prepared to thoroughly fuck with him. "So, ED, you make a habit of whacking it in public places?" A frustrated, throaty noise cam from the stall. "Oh was it just getting good, ED?" He leaned against the door and screamed when it opened inwards, causing him to fall forward.

"Sol what the fuck!" Eridan hurried to pull his pants up while he sat.

Sollux laughed maniacally. "You didn't even lock the fucking door! You are a seriously pathetic little shit, aren't you?"

"Go fuck yourself!" He stood up, pulling on his jeans the rest of the way, but Sollux could still see the telling bulge in his pants.

"Nah, that's no fun." He crossed his arms over his chest, a smirk spread across his face. "It sure sounded like you were fucking yourself, though."

Eridan scowled. "You're a real piece a fuckin' work, aren't you Sol?"

Sollux shrugged, the smirk still in place. "At least I don't whack off in public bathrooms."

"Go to fuckin' hell, you dick monger!" He hard shoved at Sollux's shoulders.

"Whoa, ED, don't touch me with your meat porpoise hands!" He threw his hands up and swatted weakly at Eridan.

"You're such a twat!"

"What the fuck, ED. Twat? Where do you think we are?" He snorted. "And what's with that stupid accent? I know for a fact that you and your useless brother are from Brooklyn."

"Fuck you I went to boardin' school up 'til last fuckin' year!"

"Boarding school where?"

"Scotland, you git!" Eridan shoved him again, pushing him closer to the wall.

"And you just decided to start talking like them?"

"Fuck you! No! I got this fair and fuckin' square. Not like Cro and his fuckin' fake as shit accent. He wouldn't know a real Brooklyn accent if it came up and bit him square in the ass!" Another shove.

"You're getting pretty slap happy there, ED." Eridan shoved him one more time, pushing his up against the wall. "Seriously? You're going to shove me against a bathroom wall? Now what? You you going to ravage me?"

"Maybe I fuckin' will, Sol!"

He threw his head back and put the back of his hand against his forehead. "Ooh, Mr. Ampora! Take me right here, in this disgusting Denny's men's room!"

Eridan drew close to his face. "Don't fuckin' tempt me Sol."

"You've never even kissed anyone have you? How to you expect to do anything with me when you can't even figure that simple shit ou—!"

Eridan cut him off with an angry kiss, as he was sucking, biting, and pulling at his lips while his ringed hands gripped his face. Sollux moaned a little into the kiss, moving his lips as they were bit. After a few moments, he pulled away, scratching a little at Sollux's face with his rings. "What was that, Sol?"

Sollux smirked. "Wow, ED, I didn't think you had it in you to just chew on my face."

Eridan glowered at him. "I'll fuckin' do it again, too if you don't shut that whore mouth a yours, Sol." He pressed up against him. "Don't think I won't do it. You just fuckin' try me here, Sol."

He scoffed. "Like you're man enough to fuc—!" He was cut off again by angry lips and gnashing teeth. He gave another breathy moan into the attacking mouth and was terribly angry that he was enjoying this hate kiss so much. When Eridan pulled back this time, both of them had a little blood across their mouths. Sollux wiped the blood from his mouth and glared back at him as he shoved him away. "Seriously, ED, just go back into that fucking stall and keep fucking yourself."

He walked back to the table, lip bleeding and his mood depressive. He slumped into the seat next to Karkat, whose mouth was full of food and huffed out a sigh. Karkat looked at him and furrowed his brow. "Problem?" At least that's what Sollux thought he said. Through the food it could have been anything.

Sollux sighed. "It's nothing, KK." He could feel that his mood had swung down as a little blood trickled down his lip and face.

Karkat swallowed. "It doesn't look like nothing. You get in a fight with one of your personalities?"

"Fuck you, KK. You know that's not how this works."

"Yeah I know. You don't have DID or anything, you're just what? Cyclothymic?"

"Not anymore. They upped the ante to Bipolar-II. Lucky fucking me."

Karkat frowned. "Sollux? Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm not fucking okay? Do I look okay? Does this fucking cut on my face or this gash on my lip look okay?"

"Jesus, I was just asking, Sollux!"

"And I was just telling, fuck!" He looked up at the ceiling. "Can I just go?"

"I'm not carrying all of your fucking food back, Sollux."

Sollux rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Oh great. Just what he needed.

sollux!

what ii2 iit, aa?

i was just wondering what you were up to

nothiing, aa. iim fuckiing up to nothiing.

oh youre in a mood, whats wrong?

nothiing

liar liar lying liar!

fuck you, aa iim peachy

if you were an animal know what youd be?

what?

a lion.

ha ha very funny.

really sollux whats wrong?

can we ju2t talk about thii2 later? liike iill go to your 2uiite or 2omethiing ii ju2t dont want two talk about thii2 wiith the cau2e 2o clo2e.

boy troubles?

yeah. boy trouble2.

oh dear well you know where i am. ill be there when youre ready to stop sulking!

thank2, aa

Sollux closed his phone and put it back in his pocket. Eridan and slid back into the seat across from him, a smile across his face. "What are you being so fucking pleasant over?"

Eridan shrugged. "Well, even though you didn't seem to really enjoy that at first, you sure gave in to it."

Sollux looked to his side. "Where the fuck did KK go?"

"Nature called." He licked his lip. "You're pretty good at kissin', Sol."

"Yeah? That's because I've actually kissed before." He crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't want you talking to me right now."

"What? You afraid your lust might make you wanna jump my bones while we're waitin' for Kar?"

"No, I'm afraid that I'll punch the hair dye out of your hair if you say anything else so shut the fuck up."

Eridan frowned and made a noise with his teeth and his tongue "You really think you could get a hit in now that I know how much you fuckin' like it when I press our mouths together?" He licked at his lip. "Those little noises you made sure told me that you were enjoyin' yourself."

Sollux reached over the table and gripped the front of Eridan's shirt, pointing with his other hand. "Look here, ED, if you ever try that shit again, I will bite your fucking lips off and then feed them to you."

"Oh and I bet you'd fuckin' get off on that."

"Fuck you."

"Do you want to?" He smirked and Sollux pulled him in close, their lips meeting again, only this time Sollux was the one whose teeth were gnashing. He pulled at his lower lip and his braces scraped at him, though he could here Eridan making little whining noises in his throat. He shoved him away, taking a little piece of skin with his braces, and slunk back into his seat. Eridan just brought a hand to his mouth and rubbed at his lips. "What the fuck was that, Sol!"

"Payback." With that he got up and left the table. If there was one thing true about him, he was always going to win. He couldn't stand it when people beat him, and he needed to serve them double what they'd done to him