Sigh.

I've kept you waiting for a while now, so I just thought I'd upload the first part of this first. The second part will come... whenever it comes. Hopefully soon.

I guess Gamzee/Tavros does not agree with me. Sorry ChibiNightAngel. I make you wait and then it becomes creepy weird crap with pedophilia and semi-haunted carnivals (but the haunted part comes later.)

This is Humanstuck. Also, Doc Scratch is a pedophile in this one. Sorry about that. And this chapter is not REALLY that Tavros/Gamzeeish. It's developing. Slowly. Too quickly. But slowly.

Tavros sighed, lying awake at midnight with the cold air blowing through the window.

He had been in the hospital with his missing leg for a couple of days now, and he was beginning to get sick of it.

Nobody ever visited. Karkat sometimes called him and yelled, and Vriska showed up to taunt him, but that didn't help. How could it?

He didn't even have anything to do most of the day. He just lay in bed and watched television shows.

Well, he watched the screen. It was always just a glowing, glowing green, or everything had a green hue to it.

What was it with this television and green? He'd called the nurse in to ask about it, and she'd looked really confused and said something was wrong with the television. She'd actually called in a couple of people to fix it, but nobody knew what was wrong.

And he kept seeing snow in his dreams. Or what looked like snow. Little white balls falling from the sky and disappearing once they hit the floor.

But things weren't all bad. The nurses were really nice to him, and they would bring him his favourite foods and make sure he was comfortable. They'd even bring him hand-made clothes (how did they know he size?)

He just wished things would get better soon, because the doctors had told him he was going to be in the hospital for another month. A month without any of his friends.

What kind of friends were they, anyway? If they cared they would be there with him. Standing by his side.

Psst.

His eyes widened.

Tavros.

Somebody was whispering to him from outside the window. Tavros froze. Had somebody come to finish him off or something? Or maybe… could it be?

He sat up and looked out the window, hardly daring to hope it was one of his friends.

"Tavros, my best bro!"

Gamzee was hovering outside the window in a pair of rocket boots.

"Wha-what are you doing here, Gamzee?" Tavros's heart was leaping in his chest. Somebody came to visit me! Somebody loves me!

"I'm going to take you for a spin, my friend. How long's it motherfucking been since you left that bed?"

"The… the nurses help me go to the t-toilet sometimes…"

Gamzee laughed. "Well, we're going somewhere much better than a toilet, Tavbro! We're going all over town. I brought lots of money. And Faygo!"

Tavros would've groaned at the mention of Faygo, but he was too excited at the idea of actually leaving the stupid hospital.

"Well, what're we waiting for?"

"I dunno… about leaving, Gamzee, the… the doctor told me not to, and I don't know if I want to… not follow his advice…"

Before he could say any more, Gamzee had yanked him out of his bed and was pulling him out of the window.

"H-HELP!" Tavros spluttered, and Gamzee chuckled. "H-HELP ME!"

Gamzee put his hand over Tavros's mouth. "You'll all up and wake up the whole motherfucking street like that, Tavbro! The aim is for us to not get caught, you know?"

Tavros sobbed. The wind as they whizzed over the city soon whipped his tears straight off his face to disappear somewhere in the air, and Tavros shut his eyes tightly. Air stung.

"Come on, look at the view," Gamzee whispered, flipping Tavros so he could see the streets below.

It was midnight and Tavros couldn't see much, but the moon lit everything up just enough to see the outline of tiny cars and shops. Tavros kept sobbing.

"PUT ME DOWN!" he cried,.

"Wait just a motherfucking moment, brother, I'm gonna touch down in a second. As soon as we get to our destination."

"Where's that?"

"Isn't it obvious, motherfucker? A carnival?"

Tavros felt fear grip him so tight he thought he was about to pass out. "A C-CARNIVAL?" he managed to splutter out. "H-HOW WOULD A C-CARN-NIVAL EVEN BE OPEN AT THIS TIME OF N-NIGHT?"

"Oh, trust me," Gamzee winked, and Tavros fainted in his arms.

When he woke, they were in the middle of an abandoned amusement park. A grumpy looking teenager wearing suspenders and a pale man dressed in a green suit were waiting for them.

"Greetings, boys," the man in green said with a smile in his voice, although his expression remained still.

Suspender-boy spoke up. "Shut the fuck up. What. Do you losers want?"

Gamzee hugged Suspender-boy. "Caliborn! Could you motherfucking help me out and work some of the rides with Scratch?"

"Why. The hell. Would I do that for you?"

"Cause I got a paraplegic here and he needs to have some motherfucking fun before he goes back, that's why."

"Fuck no."

Scratch put a hand on Caliborn's shoulder. "Humour our guests. They are guests, after all."

"You do it."

Scratch moved his down Caliborn's back. "Help me, Caliborn. I do not have time for your rubbish at this time of night."

"You always stay up. All fucking night."

"If I played with them during the day, people might see. And we wouldn't want them to talk."

Tavros started crying again.

"Yeah, and your friend looks like he's having a whole fuckton of fun right now."

Scratch smacked him on the back of the head. "Behave. Like. A proper. Boy. Or I will do to you what I did to your sister."

Caliborn shut up.

"Put us on the fucking miracle-coaster," Gamzee snapped.

"Please refrain from throwing a tantrum on our premises."

Gamzee looked like he was about to kill somebody, so they put him and Tavros on a ride (Scratch made Caliborn carry him) and strapped them in.

"Y-you're sure this is s-safe?" Tavros whimpered to Gamzee.

"Not at motherfucking all," Gamzee grinned, and then they took off and Tavros gripped Gamzee's hand with the strength of … something stronger than Gamzee had expected.

They zipped up and down and round and round in loops, and Tavros wept the whole way through. He didn't even realize that he was holding Gamzee's hand until Gamzee squeezed it. He let go, and then the carriage rose up and shot all the way down and he grabbed Gamzee again.

Once the ride was over, Gamzee yanked Tavros out of the carriage and yelled, "HEY CAL! GIVE US A RIDE ON THE FERRIS WHEEL!"

Caliborn groaned loudly. "Scratch, you're taking care of this one while I go have a nap."

Scratch nodded, and then elegantly glided to the controls of the Ferris wheel while Gamzee dashed over carrying Tavros bridal style.

They got in, and the Ferris wheel started to turn slowly. REALLY slowly.

"This is nice, I g-guess," Tavros smiled. "N-nice and s-slow. Thanks for t-taking me out t-today! I m-mean…"

"HEY SCRATCH!" Gamzee yelled. "MAKE IT GO MOTHERFUCKING FASTER, WILL YOU?"

Scratch pressed some buttons on the control panel, and the Ferris wheel started to go really quickly. Tavros felt his stomach turning.

"I th-think I-I'm about to throw up, G-gamzee…"

"Nonsense!"

And then Tavros threw up everywhere. Gamzee looked concerned, reaching across the carriage-of-sorts to take Tavros's hand.

"You motherfucking okay? Maybe we should get our feet back on the ground, and then I'll get ya some stuff to clean you right up."

Tavros nodded quickly.

Once they were back on the ground, Gamzee ran over to Caliborn and Scratch.

"Could you get my friend some motherfucking water and tissues and shit?"

"Get. It. Fucking. Yourself."

Scratch smiled at Caliborn. "Please escort our friend to an area where he can find what he desires."

Caliborn stared at Scratch, and then nodded. "Fine, fucktard. We'll take you to get something for Mister Useless now." He led Gamzee away with an iron grip on his arm.

"I will stay here and keep you company," Scratch whispered in Tavros's ear. Tavros shuddered.

"Don't squirm, my friend. I only mean to prevent your temporary isolation. And besides," he said as he pulled out a green handkerchief, "You wouldn't want the other residents of this town to see a pretty face like yours, or they might want to…run off with it."

"B-but you don't w-want to, r-right?"

"No," Scratch purred. "I intend to keep you right here."

He suddenly pressed the handkerchief against Tavros's mouth and held it tight. Tavros tried to fight back, but Scratch was pinning down his arms against his wheelchair with one of his sickeningly green-covered arms and legs. In any case, Tavros was in no condition to win against Scratch, and he passed out.

When he woke, Scratch was sitting in front of him, and he was in a room that looked a lot like a prison cell. A little girl crying could be heard in the room next to his.

Scratch's smile was thin and cold. "Did you sleep well?

"N-NO! W-WHERE AM I? WHAT HAVE YOU D-DONE WITH GAMZEE?" Tavros started fighting with the restraints on his chair.

"I assume Caliborn is taking care of him now, although I have yet to actually catch sight of either of them in this…haunted house of mine, if you will. I put out some candy for you. Yes, on that stool next to you. Please feel free to help yourself. If for some reason I go away on—a business trip, shall we say—outside this place, Caliborn will be the one to oversee your behavior, and I doubt you will get a decent meal. Again, please take some. I wouldn't want you to get so thin you lose your charm." He undid the restraints on Tavros's arms.

Tavros used what was left of his strength to push over the bowl of candy, and Scratch laughed. A metallic, weird sort of laugh.

"I know you think they're drugged. They're not, I can assure you."

Scratch unwrapped one of the sweets and slowly popped it into his mouth. Tavros squirmed in his chair.

Scratch leaned in close to him. "You're a toy now, do you understand? You're my puppet. And nothing more. I'll give you some time to rest today, and tomorrow we shall start. Alright?"

He grabbed Tavros's chin, tilted his head up to face him, and kissed him. His mouth tasted like tears.

Scratch smiled and left.

Btw, I'm not going to be taking any more requests for A WHILE (although I have taken the ones that you guys have JUST submitted. Check the to-do list, I updated it.) I'm sorry :( I have so much to do and so many things to figure out...

(Actually, anybody who can guess my other OTP (my main one being Calliope/Caliborn) gets to have their request done :p I haven't written it anywhere, so don't go looking for it!)