Be Karkat Vantas having a horrible flashback.
Gamzee had "Kidnapped" me from the bikini contest. I was wearing a bright red string bikini. Gamzee was carrying me bridal style. For some reason I thought he was made of candy and kept biting his collar bone. When I drew blood, I could've sworn it was purple. He carried me all the way to a fountain in front of some fancy casino. I couldn't stop giggling. We splashed around and pretended to be mermaids. Then we played catch the fishy, I was the fish and Gamzee was the shark he was able to pin me in the water without drowning me. We may have had sloppy make outs a little bit. I don't know if anyone saw that or they just didn't give a fuck. At some point in the middle of our fun some drunk assholes decided to intrude on us. Gamzee disappeared in the spray of the water in a game of tag. At first I thought it was him who grabbed me from behind but when I turned around it was some guy in a striped shirt and bright orange jeans. "You're not Gamzee." I pouted like a little kid. "Awe, don't pout babycake." the stranger cooed. Pretentious asshole. He tried to pinch my cheeks. I bit his fingers. I thought his blood was green. The stranger's friend tried to grab me when I wasn't looking, but Gamzee came back and knocked him out in one punch. He glared at orange jeans and growled "Don't motherfucking touch my best friend." I was standing right behind Gamzee when orange jeans pulled out a knife. Then they moved so fast I wasn't sure what happened exactly, but when it stopped I was looking at a man with a knife in his thigh screaming, Gamzee was covering his face with both hands, and suddenly everything was too loud. Everything went fuzzy, my ears started ringing and the next thing I know Gamzee was putting his hoodie on me and picking me up. He started carrying me to his apartment.
When we got to his apartment he set me down on the couch and covered me with a soft blanket, then went straight to the bathroom. I heard him shuffling around and turning on the water. I fell asleep to the sound of splashing water and the sink running. I woke up a few minutes later to the sound of Gamzee trashing his apartment. He kicked over his coffee table, threw all dishes at the wall, flipped his TV, and tried to do the same with the couch until I started yelling at him. He pulled me off the couch and pinned me to floor, successfully tangling me in the blanket in the process. Tears and drops blood were hitting my face. I was forced to look straight up into his face. He was bleeding and crying. I untangled one of my hands from the blanket and slowly placed it on his cheek. I surprised myself by shushing him. I ran a thumb over his cheek and wiped a tear away. He loosened his grip on me. I shimmied my other arm out and pulled him into a hug. "It's okay, everything is going to be alright, I promise." I told him. "How are you going to motherfucking keep that promise?" He hiccupped. I tilted his down and gently kissed each cut on his face. "If you doubt me so much, then I'll marry you." I replied. He grabbed me around the waist and flipped us, so that I was on top of him. He grabbed my face and started kissing it all over.
Your name is Karkat Vantas and you are currently sitting on the kitchen floor crying.
Be Gamzee.
I walk over to my bro and squat down in front of him. I put a hand on his shoulder and he stiffens up. "You alright man?" I ask. He shakes his head. I press my forehead against his. "Do you want to share with me what's eating at your think pan?" He starts to sob louder. I shush and tell him "You don't have to, if you don't want to, just do what feels right in your blood pusher." "I know, I saw," he starts to stutter out. I pull him into a hug and rub circles into his back. "Take a deep breath bro." He inhales slowly, and begins to tell me about his flashback, how he remembers the motherfucker who slashed my face, how we went back to my place, how I up and trashed the place, then he goes all quiet like, trying to keep something in he isn't so sure about. I hear a "ahem" from behind me. Kankri giving us one of his looks that tells us he don't appreciate what we're doing but there ain't a thing he can do about it. I help Karkat up and walk him over to the counter. He sits on the stool closer to me. "Karkat is everything alright?" Kankri asks. "Yeah, I just need to talk to Gamzee about some important stuff." Karkat replies. His older brother seems to ponder this for moment instead saying the first thing that comes to mind. Miracles. "I suppose I should take my leave now, I will come back later when you sort everything out. If you need anything at all don't hesitate to call." He keeps it short and straight to the point, another miracle. We say our farewells to Kankri as he leaves. As soon as he's gone Karkat tugs at my arm in the direction of the living room. He sits down on the couch and motions me to do the same. Once I got myself comfy Karkat starts "Gamzee, we need to talk."