allow me to first inform you of a few things.
1. I suck at trying to type out lisps, but they're so cute I couldn't NOT give him one!
2. I have this up on my AO3 if you'd rather read it there, i'm succubustykisses.
3. I just see these two being best friends.
A Spotlight comes on in the center of the stage. The curtains are still closed but movement can be seen from the other side. Vague hints of arguing and cursing.
The curtains part and a black clad butt and pair of Violet shoes pop out, slowly scooching backwards obviously on hands and knees towards the edge of the stage.
"NICE ATH AMPORA!" A cackle comes from somewhere around the camera.
"I donno..." Bro's voice fills in with a chuckle. "It could be a little more round."
The wiggling butt stops sliding backwards and jerks back inside the curtain. A brunette head with a streak of violet in the front peeks out of the curtains. His thick-framed glasses taking up a vast majority of his face as he scowled out towards the camera. "The face thure could uth thome work though." Another cackle.
The scowl deepens to a frown as a tan hand comes out of the curtains and blesses the camera with a wonderful view of the purple painted nail and shining gold ring of his middle finger. Both Bro and the heckler laugh as the head disappears behind the curtain.
The curtain rustles again.
Karkat storms out and points a red glare up at the light, moving his hand to attempt to shield his eyes from the bright assault. "SOLLUX STOP FUCKING AROUND AND SHUT THAT DAMN LIGHT OFF UNTIL I SAY WE'RE FUCKING READY!"
A snort. "Yeth thir." The light starts to dim and Karkat turns to go back behind the curtains.
Bro chuckles. "Do you always follow the orders of angry midgets?"
"How can I not with an ath like that."
A pale hand pops out of the curtain the baggy sleeve flipping back as he extends his middle finger into the dimming light. Both voices in the audience burst into laughter again as the lights go out.