Dave's Apartment: 9:15 p.m. Sun.

"Okay let's keep this short, simple, and straight to the point, mostly because I have work tomorrow." Karkat started.

"But your shift doesn't start 'til noon." Tavros stuttered.

"Shut the fuck up, I like to wake up early and make sure I'm good and goddamn ready before dealing with a bunching of grub fucking tourists that for some reason can't stop bitching and moaning about me cheating even though it's my fucking job." He ranted. It should be noted that Karkat is a Black Jack dealer for one of the casinos in the city. Tavros works as a waiter at the very same casino.

"Uuuuuuuugh! Can you please get on with it already?" Vriska whined. Before she could start complaining some more, Dave started, "Dude, this is just an idea but what if we had everyone write down what they remembered and keep us posted."

"That's a stupid idea, everyone has their own fucking lives to deal with." Karkat replied.

"What if we, um, make a forum, that everyone can post stuff on." Tavros said.

"I'll thet it up." Sollux said.

"Is it just me or is your lisp getting worse?" Jade inquired.

"Didn't you get a wolf tattoo on your leg?" Sollux replied.

"Whale we can't all stay here, some of us have court ordered rehab to visit." Feferi said.

"Then why the hell did you come here! You weren't even with us last night!" Karkat yelled. "Nope, but I did get a lot of weird calls from you guys." She replied.

"Great make a report and email it to me later, I'll make one of thothe shared fileth on google." Sollux said.

"Does everyone have a fucking google whatever?" Vriska asked, getting tired of sitting around. Everyone raised their hands. "Good, just make sure Sollux has your email before you leave, now if you'll exuuuuuuuuse me, I have a bar to run." She said as she got up.

"Wait! Don't go yet, we didn't make bets yet!" John said. It should be noted that John has a gambling addiction, which is why he moved to Las Vegas in the first place.

"On what?" she asked.

"Don't you remember? Karkat and Gamzee got married. Fifty bucks says they divorce after two weeks." John said with that strange glint in his eyes.

"Hold the fuck up!" Karkat started before everyone cut him off by taking bets.

"Twenty says they break it off in three months." Terezi said.

"No way, I bet thirty that they actually stick it through for at least six months." Dave said.

"I say they last about six weeks top." Tavros said.

"Dude, we didn't even talk about it yet, we were too busy learning that my place got all up and trashed by myself last night. I'm staying at his place until… hell, I don't motherfucking know." Gamzee said with a sad face. He couldn't believe they would make bets right in front of them, they should have at least waited until they left the room.

"Fiiiiiiiine, I say they don't get divorced just to spite you assholes!" Vriska said, and then she left slamming the door on her way.

"Are you nut chafing morons done making a mockery out of events I can barely fucking remember, if at all!" Karkat screamed.

"Well, why the hell did you marry him?" Tavros asked starting to get peeved at the short angry male.

"I don't fucking know! Why the hell did everyone think it was such a grand fucking idea to accept suspicious brownies from a well-known pot head?" Karkat countered in his defense.

"Oh shit man, did you really?" Tavros asked Gamzee.

"Well, if I'm remembering correctly they were special miracle brownies, I made them with some real good shit too." Gamzee replied. Everyone except Gamzee and Tavros face palmed. Tavros was too busy laughing his ass off.

"Well, now that everyone is informed on what to do, Tavros you know anyone who likes dogs?" Dave inquired. After he stopped giggling he replied "Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Great, everyone else except Terezi can get the fuck out of my apartment, I woke up with some dogs licking my face like a lollipop and I need to get rid of them." Dave said. Everyone made sure to give Sollux their emails, before leaving for the night. Dave and Tavros spent three hours finding homes for the dogs, before parting ways with fist bumps.