Oops. I accidently deleted Chapter 3. And I had to put it back up. Sorry!
Chapter Three:
John's Point of View
I feel a hand pushing on my back, urging me to the door. I open it.
"That was unexpected behavior in my store!" The manager shouts at Karkat as he pushes me out the door.
Karkat flips the manager off. "U-uh... I'm very sorry sir! He's just a... um... a cosplayer! Yeah! And..He stays in character." I lie within my apology.
I notice Karkat's expression from the corner of my eyes as I turn around to face the angered manager.
"The fuck...?" He mouths.
The manager raises an eyebrow and crosses him arms. He makes a noise that, to me, sounds like a pig snort.
"A cosplayer, eh? Well that "cosplayer" of your damaged a whole section of goods!" He leans down to my height to shout in my face, making me flinch back.
"Eeeer...what good?" I reach into my pocket and retrieve a small credit card. "I-i'll pay for at least one." I attempt to persuade him.
The manager leans away from me. "J-just tell me how much it is." He nods.
"Ten dollars." The, now calm, owner of the store snatches my piece of plastic with a smirk walking inside.
Karkat's Point of View
"What. The fuck. Was that? Your human words from your culture still boggle my think-pan. What the HELL is a cosplayer?" I automatically question Egbert once the annoying human store owner is gone.
He jumps for some reason, turning around slowly.
"Heh heh.. A, uh, cosplayer is a person who dresses up in a costume and acts like a character from shows or stuff. And since humans here on Earth aren't used to seeing trolls, you're counted as a cosplayer." I blink at him.
"What the-" The store door open, the sick owner walks out with a bag in his hand.
"Here. And your credit card." I watch as he hands John the items
~The fuck is he doing to my matesprit?!~ I grit my teeth.
"Once again, I am so so sorry for his behavior." John apologizes.
"Fuck off you sick perverted human!" I shout and the owner retreats back inside.
"Serves him right..." I mumble underneath my breath. I glance at the bag, crossing my arms.
~Stupid Egbert bought something he doesn't even know..~ I snort, still mad.
"Karkat..? Is something wrong?" I look at him in the eyes. His blue eyes.
"No. I'm just standing here trying to act like a hoofbeast. OF COURSE SOMETHING'S WRONG!" I snap at him. "You were flirting with that sick nasty freak! Do you not love me or something, Egbert?!" I step closer to him as I shout. I notice him flinch, but what the fuck for?
John's Point of View
His tone is... defensive and hurt. I never heard that before.
"Flirting? Karkat, why would I do-" He puffs out his cheeks.
"That guy DOESN'T DESERVE any of your human sympathy you have if he is going to run a store filled with that... that fucking smut!" Karkat yells at me with a passive volume.
And then he tilts his head as if thinking
~What's on his- ~
"Grrrrr... WHAT THE HELL EGBERT?!" My thoughts were abundtly cut off by his sudden outburst, making me jump.
"E-eh?"
"Did you take me in THERE so you could buy a gog damn bucket?!" He steps closer to me, teeth bared as a soft growling sound comes from him.
"N-no Kar-"
"I don't want to be with you while you're shopping for NASTY SHIT! Gog dammit Egbert! I never knew you were so eager with your little human hormones. Do you really want this," Karkat points to himself, face twisted with anger and a hint of something else. Sorrow?
"That badly to run to this shithole? Gog fucking dammit!" He shouts loudly, which cause passerbyers to watch this scene unfold.
He sighs with some unknown tone and then turns around to storm off. He stops dead in his tracks for a moment.
"Karkat? Um... I wasn't flirting. I would never do that. And.. and I never knew that Sears sold buckets. I don't even know what I bought." I attempt to reason with my boyfriend.
I watch him closely, noticing his clenching his fists.
"Kar?" I take a few steps close.
His fists tighten their grip.
"You..." Karkat whips around; teeth bared again and face red with his blush. Were you TRYING to SURPRISE me or something?! Oh Gawd..."
"What are you talking about?" He starts to pace around.
"I'm not ready for this. Wait. Am I? Gog fucking- I don't know!" He runs a hand through his jet black hair, leaving me clueless.
Karkat stops and turns towards me and I prepare to get hit. "Dammit Egbert. Why must you have to make ME so damn flustered?!" He comments loudly, harshly putting his hands on my shoulders.