Best Bros Chapter 8: Together in Lonleness, a homestuck fanfic

Notes: Not in every chapter will Gamzee and Tavros even interact with each other, though they do in this one. Also readers I would really appreciate it if you would send me a message or review your wonderful ideas for oneshots for this story. I wrote this in class, and don't have that much time to do so at home, so please, any idea at all is appreciated. Also sorry if any of them seem specifically Gamzee centric. He's one of my favorite characters after all.

Rated- Whatever

Warnings- None at all.

Uploaded on- September 22 2012

Best Bros Chapter 6

Together in Loneliness

Gamzee Makara, was brooding, which in itself, is an extremely unusual thing for any Makara to do, this Makara especially. However, on this night, when the sun was sleeping, the sky lit up darkly, and the ocean's treacherous waters swirled between his toes, Gamzee couldn't help himself. He also couldn't bring himself to notice, or care that his pants were becoming increasingly wetter as the tide rose past his waist, and the hours dragged on. The cool ocean water, which on any other night would have stung him, went unfelt by the grey skin, that had numbed long before.

There was dried soper beneath his fingernails, cracking and falling like stardust into the ocean's waters, and he absentmindedly rubbed at his cheek, smearing the makeup that had already been smudged to such an extent that it was almost unnoticeable. His shirt was, like his pants, becoming increasingly wetter as the sea splashed against it, chilling what little of his skin that he could still feel.

His legs were crossed out in front of him, and his bare toes wiggled involuntarily, helplessly trying to restore the flow of blood. His arms rested in between his knees, hands balled into relaxed fists, and his dim, indigo eyes staring blankly at a spot of water somewhere in front of him; eyes that had, in previous sweeps, darted around excitedly, until they had finally realized that the shiny white body he so longingly searched for would not be found.

The waves jumped suddenly, causing a particularly loud splash that caught the Juggalo's attention, and his shoulders bounced. He eyed the small spot of disturbed water, and against his better judgment, let himself feel a small spark of hope. But just as it was, all those sweeps ago, there was nothing there to be seen. No splash of color, no ring of a voice. Absolutely nothing.

Gamzee's eyes dimmed even more, and he brought his knees to his damp chest, and rested his chin on the small space of skin in between. Indigo eyes that were once so bright, looked dazedly at the water once again, seeing the sand swirl in the current around his toes, which had finally ceased in their movement.

The swift ocean winds blew through his hair, chilling the spot where horn and skin connected, causing an involuntary shiver to run down his curved spine. Slowly, as if he didn't realize his body was moving, Gamzee moved to lay partway on his side, and the ocean lapped at his skin, and climbed the way up his chest to reach his neck.

He sighed, and closed his eyes, secretly hoping for the swirling waters to pull him away, so he may see his lusus once again.

He now understood why trolls even needed lusii in the first place. Without some form of company…

Trolls would become to lonely to function.

But he couldn't bring himself to care. Not now.

Tavros huffed through his nose in irritation. Laying on his back, his arms splayed at his side, broken legs lying uselessly below him, he glared daggers at the four wheeled device in front of him.

The damned thing had managed to roll down the ramp to his recoupron again. It was always like that, no matter how hard he set the wheel brake. He sighed, quieter this time, and crawled on his arms over to his chair. Normally, his small lusus was by his side in moments like these, even if the small thing was helpless to assist him aside from humming words of concerned encouragement.

For one reason or another however, the creature was nowhere to be found, and it had been so for several days. This quite effectively made the tauros worry, and he couldn't help it when a feeling of helplessness washed over him. Tavros lifted himself with a practiced ease onto the seat of his chair, and half heartedly checked the hand brake on the wheel. As usual, nothing was wrong. Lady Karma must have hated him, he guessed.

He sighed again, this time out of amusement. With a glance around his room, he wheeled himself to his desk, and quickly signed into Trollian via his husk top. Looking down the list of names, he couldn't help the frown that came over his lips.

So far, Vriska Serket, the one responsible of taking his legs in the first place, was the only one online, and Tavros quickly went offline in the hopes of avoiding speaking to her. Scanning the list one more time, he stopped on one.

TerminallyCaprecious.

Gamzee Makara's handle.

Gamzee himself hadn't been online since before Tavros's lusus, Tinkerbull, had gone, and Tavros mentally added his friend to the list of things he was worried about. Due to Tinkerbull's absence, Tavros had started to understand what it must have been like to be Gamzee. Gamzee's lusis, Seagoatdad was never around himself, and Tavros couldn't help but feel slightly guilty that he had never thought of it before.

But Gamzee must have been really lonely.

He continued to stare at the grey handle on the screen, before he started typing. With luck, Gamzee would be there, just offline like himself. It was a fools hope, but Tavros had to try.

If they were going to be lonely, they were doing it together.

And far away, a soft ping sounded, and after it came a laugh.

Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't been uploading! My computer got a virus that made it so I couldn't go on the internet, and no internet = no updates. To make it up to you all, I'm going to try and update all of my stories the same day or the day after this one!

Please, if anyone has any ideas, any at all, please tell me what they are. A foolish idea to you could be someone else's fantasy, you never know…