A/N

This chapter has so much PBJ in it that John Egbert would probably die if he came in contact with it.

Also there are Fullmetal Alchemist spoilers. Kinda minor ones though. Just a warning.

Disclaimer: Tav totally would have taken Gamzee on for that offer for sloppy makeouts if I owned this webcomic. I also do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.

Chapter 8

-adiosToreador began pestering twinArmageddons [TA] at 2:33 PM-

AT: hI, HOW ARE YOU DOING,

TA: fine, i guess.

TA: 0ther than being blind and shit.

AT: yEAH, THAT MUST SUCK,

AT: mORE THAN BEING PARALYZED,

TA: y0u have n0 idea.

TA: well, i mean, y0u d0, 0bvi0usly.

TA: because y0u are actually paralyzed.

TA: but y0u knew what i meant.

AT: yEAH,

AT: aNYWAY, CAN i ASK YOU A QUESTION,,,

TA: sh00t.

AT: gAMZEE LIKES ME, RIGHT,,,

TA: h0ly fuck i th0ught y0u'd never ask.

TA: dave and i have placed BETS, tavr0s. BETS ab0ut this.

TA: he th0ught y0u'd chicken 0ut.

AT: sO, IS THAT A YES,

TA: h0w are y0u even questi0ning this. the answer is clearly a yes.

TA: have y0u even been paying attenti0n here?

AT: uH,

AT: wELL, i HAD A HUNCH, BUT i WANTED TO MAKE SURE,

AT: nICE TYPING QUIRK, BY THE WAY,

TA: thanks. i guess.

AT: iT'S A LOT EASIER TO READ, THAN YOUR OLD ONE,

AT: aNYWAY,

AT: tHANKS FOR THE ADVICE,

-adiosToreador ceased pestering twinArmageddons [TA] at 2:47 PM-

TA: wait

TA: what d0 y0u plan t0 d0 with this inf0rmati0n

TA: ?

-twinArmageddons [TA] ceased pestering adiosToreador at 2:48 PM-

Your name is Tavros Nitram, and just as you have set your phone down, someone has knocked at the door. And you could place BETS about who it is.

You're feeling a bit lazy today but endure the task of rolling over to the door anyway, and open it just a crack to that the person on the other side knows they can come in. Opening doors that swing inwards in a wheelchair is kind of hard.

Gamzee enters and flops over on the couch, and within a few moments you have joined him.

"So, what do you wanna all up and do?" Gamzee asks.

"Well," you begin, "there are a lot of anime DVDs lying around. And we have Netflix."

"What animes do you have, bro?" Gamzee continues.

"I think there's one called, uh, Fullmetal Alchemist, and then Ouran Highschool Host Club, which I have seen, and maybe some others?"

"What's Fullmetal Alchemist about?"

"I think it's about, two brothers, who do alchemy, or something," you say. "It's in the cabinet under the TV, somewhere, I think."

While he's searching for the DVD, you force your useless legs into a crossed position and lay back against the couch. You also think about your plan, which is a fuzzy mess that is probably doomed to fail but you're going to go through with it anyway.

"Is this it?" Gamzee holds up a DVD. You squint a bit to see it.

"Yeah, that's it," you say. He puts in the disk and you start up the first season.

"Are you watching Fullmetal Alchemist!?" Your uncle shouts from the other room.

"Yes!" You yell back.

"Oh man you are going to cry your eyes out."

Several episodes later and a little girl is unnecessarily dead and your uncle was right. Gamzee steals the remote from you and pauses the episode.

"What the motherfuck," he says. "Nina didn't deserve to all up and die like that. You didn't tell me this anime was sad, bro!"

"I didn't know it was sad!" You exclaim. You can hear your uncle say a muffled "told you" from the other room.

You reach for the remote, but he lays back against the arm of the couch and extends his arm, thus making it impossible for you to get it.

"C'mon, man, that's not fair!" You exclaim.

"No, what isn't motherfuckin' fair is that Nina had to die!" Gamzee exclaims. You fall and land on his chest, and he drops the remote.

He's still for a second as you smile and laugh into his shirt and you can practically feel the blush that has surely crept its way up his cheeks underneath his makeup. Now's the time to do it, you realize. You just hope that your uncle doesn't ruin it.

You reach forward and grab his shoulders, dragging yourself up so that you're face-to-face with him. You can feel his breath on your lips, and the expression on his face says it all: whatthemotherfuckareyoudoingomfg. He doesn't stop you though.

"Hey Gamzee?" You smirk. "Can I ask a question?"

He swallows and it's visible. "Sure."

"Can I kiss you?"

And, without even waiting for him to let out a confused "what" you lean down and smash your face against his.

It's a weird and awkward thing that can hardly be called a kiss. Your noses are squished together and your lips are barely touching. And when you stop, you lean back and laugh. And Gamzee looks concerned.

You push yourself up to a sitting position, and he does the same, and your grin has not left your face. But the next thing he does surprises the fuck out of you. He puts one hand on your neck, and pulls you forward, and kisses you. A real one.

And you're not sure how it happens, but it goes from being a very light, gentle kiss to making out and you're not objecting but wow.

And then suddenly you hear your uncle clear his throat.

"Oh, uh, fuck," you say, scratching the back of your neck.

"Get a room," Rufioh says, slightly angrily. He tosses the remote at you and you fumble to catch it. He then walks towards the kitchen.

"Sorry!" You yell after him. You look back at Gamzee and he shrugs.

"So," he begins, "do you want to keep watching the motherfuckin' anime or what?"

A/N

P.S.

Tavros tops. Pass it on.