Hey guys! Thank you so much for the 500+ views. I love it when people read my writing and it encourages me to write more! This is a GamKar chapter for wendylove4, here you go.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Homestuck characters, they belong to Hussie. As does your soul.

Haunted house

It was a warm, calm day. There was little wind passing through the small town, and it was sweltering. Summers had always been hot but this year was worse. A certain Karkat agreed.

"What the fuck," a angry voice echoed throughout a certain clowns backyard, "really Gamzee!?" Said clown had just sprayed his matesprite with a hose.

Karkat's POV

I stood there, water dripping off my body, glaring at Gamzee. I'd been tending to his flowers, which were almost dead, when he sprayed me in the face with warm water.

"Sorry bro," he set the hose down before hugging my wet figure, "you seemed so sprayable." I pouted and folded my arms over my chest, turning away from him.

"Oh come on Kar," his hand made its way onto my head, "don't be upset."

"Hhmp," I looked up at him, "I'll forgive you if we can go to the fair." His eyes lit up and his dorky smile grew bigger.

"Of course we can go! I'm fine with that request." I let a small smile make its way onto my face before wiping it clear of emotion.

"Well you're gonna have to let me dry off first fuckass!" I grumbled at him as he dragged me inside and practically pushed me onto the bed. I sat up and glared daggers at him as he grabbed a towel and hairdryer.

When he approached I reached for the drying tools, only to have him pull them away from me. Fucking short people issues. I raised a brow and he just put me onto his lap, dumping the towel on my head.

I opened my mouth to cuss him out but closed it again, enjoying the feeling of him drying my head off. I could've sworn he chuckled. After a few minutes of head rubbing he threw the towel across the room and plugged in the hairdryer.

"Seriously?" I mumbled and tried to look up at him. Of course he turned it on and blew my bangs into my eyes. I sighed and looked at the mirror infront of us, studying my eyes in the mirror. They had turned red, but I didn't really give a fuck anymore. Trolls and people got along fine, and that was nice.

The weather may have been extremely hot, but the hot air felt nice after being drowned in water. I felt my eyes moving up to his face, uncontrollably, and stared at him. He was focused on my head, but then looked up to meet my eyes in the mirror.

"You alright bro," I blushed and looked down quickly, "it's okay dude. I don't motherfucking mind."

"Shut up." He grinned and turned off the hairdryer, giving my hair a quick ruffle. I sighed, not wanting to move off his lap, and he seemed to read my mind.

"We can watch motherfucking romcoms on the couch later tonight if you want."

I grinned, "really?"

"Yep, but let's get changed to go. I wanna get our faces painted all cool like!" I let out a short laugh and hopped up, grabbing some clothes I kept at Gamz for emergencies, and ran to the bathroom.

I slipped on the long black shorts, and threw on a thin sweater. I wasn't gonna wear short sleeves, end of story. When I exited the bathroom Gamzee was waiting for me by the front door. He grabbed my hand and dragged me out.

A short walk later

When we arrived at the fair it was fairly quiet, meaning it wasn't busy as fuck. We paid at the entrance and then strolled inside, waving at some people we knew from school.

Gamzee dragged me to the rides first, going from roller coasters to stuff like the spaceship. We got food and got our faces painted, Gamzee a dog and me a cat, of course.

It was getting dark when Gamzee said he wanted to try one last ride before going into the haunted house.

"Uh Gamzee," I looked up in fear at the ride, "why are we at the dropper?" He looked at me like I was stupid.

"To ride it of course! Haha!" I gulped and looked up, watching the ride drop and hearing people screaming.

He dragged me onto the ride, and I couldn't say no. Gamzee always did nice things for me, but he never asked for anything in return. Least I could do was go some stupid ride with him.

I sat down beside him and chewed my lip as the bars closed down on us, and I clutched onto them. I almost squealed when the ride started to go up, and some lady beside us did. I was inwardly freaking out as we went up and felt my stomach lurch when it stopped at the top.

I didn't notice but I reached for Gamzee's hand and grabbed it, why the fuck did I get on this stupid death trap? Then it dropped.

I froze and had to stop myself from screaming. Several people screamed and Gamzee and some other lady started laughing. I closed my eyes and focused on not losing my shit.

"Bro," I carefully opened my eyes and looked at him, "you okay to motherfucking go on?"

"I'm cool," I jumped up and smiled, "lets go!" I saw him raise a brow but lead the way anway. The haunted house was right across from the dropper, so I quietly followed him and looked at the ground.

I really wanted to go curl up on the couch and watch a bunch of romcoms with my trusted blanket and pillow. I hated scary shit, I can't stand it. Ever since Sollux forced me to watch the evil dead with him, I no longer liked the stuff.

I glanced up to notice I was on the haunted house, in an unfamiliar place, alone. Did I seriously fucking lose him? Damnit!

"G-gamzee?!" I yelled out quietly, constantly looking around me. I heard him yell my name and ran towards the voice. I turned a corner and saw him, only then to have a fake bloody corpse pop out at me.

"Holy mother fucking shit, what the fuck!" I screamed and fell face first, curling into a tiny ball and trying to block out the eerie screams in the background.

"Karkat?!" I whimpered and curled into an even smaller ball, feeling my arms hurt, but still doing it anyway.

"Woah Karkat," I cried softly when Gamzee kneeled beside me and tried to uncurl my body, "it's chill dude. I'm here and you're motherfucking okay now!" I moved my arms and looked up at him with teary eyes.

"Can we go home," I hugged him, "please?" I tuned him out as he picked me up and found our way out of the house. I recognized the houses we passed but thought nothing of them. I really wanted to go home...

That was the last time I was gonna do that, ever again. It was only one jump scare and I was freaked out enough. Fucking Sollux. That asshole would get a piece of my mind later.

"Karks," I paused my thoughts and looked up at Gamzee, "motherfucking couch or bed?" I considered going to the couch to watch romcoms but decided on sleep. I was tired, fuck this.

"Bed please... sorry Gamzee."

"What're you motherfucking sorry for babe?" I inwardly frowned at babe.

"I pretty much ruined the day because I'm a wimp..." He sighed before lying me down on the bed and then laying down with me.

His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me on top of him so he could see my face. I blushed and looked at his shirt, focusing on the zodiac sign.

"It's not your fault. You can't help being scared of that stuff. It's motherfucking instinct I guess. Plus, something tells me you didn't like the dropper either?" I sighed, deciding to be honest.

"Yeah. I just didn't want to say no to you. You always do things for me but I never do anything for you, and I like seeing you happy. I was freaked out after the ride so that's why I got lost. I wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings. It's my fault."

"Firstly no it's not yo motherfucking fault," he paused and frowned at me, "second, am I gonna be happy if my matesprite is motherfucking unhappy and scared?"

"I guess not... still, sorry."

"No need to motherfucking apologize, but in return, I want a kiss."

What!? I full on blushed and looked at him.

"R-really?" He nodded. Oh god.

"Fine... I guess if it makes you happy." I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to his, letting them linger there for a second before pulling away and rolling off him. I sat up and faced the other direction, blushing madly at the action.

"It does make me motherfucking happy," he flopped on top of me, "but I want more." I gasped as the air left me lungs and looked up at him.

"Well then," I mumbled nervously, "if you want it then get it..." He chuckled deeply and this time kissed me. The kiss lasted a few minutes before we broke apart for air.

"Gamzee?" He looked down at me and grinned.

"Yeah?"

"Why do you love me?" I watched as a surprised expression crossed his face before being replaced by a stupid smile.

"Well, you're cute and adorable and I just motherfucking love you. I can't explain it."

"It makes me happy to hear that, thanks."

"Mmm. Why do you motherfucking love me bro?"

"I d-don't know, but I guess it's because you're you. You're nice, funny, and lovable... Plus you make me feel safe." I smiled at the truth in my words.

"You look even cuter when you smile," blush, "and so cute when you motherfucking blush!"

"Y-yeah whatever! Now, shut up and kiss me..." I trailed off.

"Haha, what was that?"

I quickly kissed him and gave him a begging look, wrapping my arms around his neck. He laughed before kissing me back, beginning the start of a sloppy make out.

I'm proud of this one. GamKar is so fun to write! I say motherfucking and motherfucker so much that whenever I type mot it gives me suggestions for motherfucker or motherfucking. Haha, I love my auto correct. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter wendylove4.

xoxo feel free to leave a word and a pairing, as all I'm getting is pairings