FORGOTTEN
KANAYA: WAKE UP
BY unnoticedTurmoil
Your eyes fly open. You take in the scene. You've bled all over your favorite pink sash, you red skirt is ruined, your black shirt is paled green, blood is all over the forest floor, Karkat's gone, his blood is also on the forest floor, and a torn bit of Eridan's cape is lodged in your chainsaw, rendering it useless and even unable to shift back into lipstick. Which is also ruined? Your makeup, you mean? Yes, it's also ruined. Sigh. Wait.
"Fuck!" you foul mouth nobody. Correction: you foul mouth Eridan. Along with several other strings of words you constantly have told Karkat not to use, before he stopped talking of course, and have often frowned upon yourself. You are going to kick that horny, self-pitying prince in the butt. His ass is grass. No, his ass is yours.
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Wait, that didn't sound right.