The small raven haired boy returned to Dave, who was sipping at a red solo cup filled with dark soda. He hugged Dave from behind, put his head on the blond's shoulder, and kissed Dave's cheek. "Hey, Davey," John whispered.
"Hey, baby," Dave said turning his head to look at John, smiling.
"I overheard everyone talking about there being cyanide poison found in some cups of punch. They don't know why only a few were filled, but they're sending people home soon," John said stealing the cup. He took a drink of it and sighed.
"Well that fucking sucks," Dave replied, even though he honestly didn't care. He waved his hand airily and reached for the cup. "I wonder who did it. Have they called the authorities?"
"I don't know, but we should go before it gets crazy," he said.
A scream was heard from the hallway, which caused many teachers, parents, and students to run towards it. Terezi was doubled over, throwing up onto the floor. She had her hand pressed to the wall as she fell to the floor, convulsing through her small frame.
Vriska screamed again as many teachers began to shout, "Hurry! Call an ambulance!"
John walked over and quickly started to clean up his bowl of chili and he put it in someone else's crockpot that was some kind of cheese dip. He stirred it up then he walked over to Dave, who was standing behind many students.
"Holy shit, John. Terezi's hurt!" he shouted.
John nodded as tears filled his eyes. "Davey, can we go? I'm scared," he said.
Dave nodded in return and wrapped a protective arm around him. "Poor, Rez…I hope she'll be okay. I know cyanide poisoning is deadly," he said with a shaking voice.
John nodded and he held tightly to Dave.
After the two left, a teacher discovered a finger in the dip, which raised flags to the police who had arrived.
It was Karkat's finger.
Step Three and Four, complete. Terezi was dead, and Karkat's remains were found in the dip.
Dave shook his head as he took a bite of ice cream, sitting at the ice cream parlor with John. "I can't believe what's happening." The blond looked up at John behind his shades while the spoon remained in his mouth for a brief second then he scooped up more ice cream.
"I know…I think it could be Gamzee," John replied with a shake of his head.
"He's nutty, you know? The damn school let the high bastard in," Dave replied with ice cream in his mouth. He swallowed then he said, "There ain't nothin' wrong with getting' high, but poisoning and killing people just ain't right."
"Right? How weird, though. They were friends, Karkat, Terezi, and Gamzee. I just wonder what they'll do if they find out who it really is," John thought out loud. He took a spoonful of Dave's ice cream then he looked to the side of the room.
He looked up at Dave and asked, "Do you wanna come over to my house for tonight? You can stay over and we can watch movies in my room? My dad surely has leftover turkey with mashed potatoes. I know you like his cooking."
Dave's lips turned up with a sweet smile. "Hell yeah," he chimed in.
The two sat in the kitchen with a plate in front of Dave, and a cup of milk in front of John. The two talked quietly to each other as the sound of jazz music played from the kitchen's radio that sat upon the sill by the sink.
Dave shoveled a slice of turkey in his mouth as he said, "Remember the time I came over wearing a nun costume on Halloween and your religious neighbor started to shout at me for being the devil? She was soo not happy that I dare dress up as one. You were a ghostbuster, I think."
"Oh, yeah, I remember that. Then we ended up spraying her stupid dog with green goo from that nerf gun. That's funny," John said with a smile.
Dave laughed then he took a bite of mashed potatoes right as John said, "I'm going to look at the movies, so if you want you can go to my room and get ready to watch our movies?"
"Sure," Dave said standing up.
The blond walked off and up the stairs, skipping a stair or two at a time. Once in John's room, he quickly changed into a t-shirt and shed his dress pants to be just in his boxers. He took a seat on the bed and felt a book, or something underneath him. What?
He stood up, lifted the pillow, and saw a black book. He picked it up, sat down, and opened it. He raised a brow when he read the first page: Davey3.
He flipped to the next page to read the first title:
Step One: Kill Karkat
The steps were so precise and clear about how everything would go. What…? What?! John killed Karkat? No. John wouldn't have. Maybe it was just a prank! He gulped as he heard steps coming up the stairs. He quickly slid the book under the pillow, swallowed, and he started putting his clothes back on.
John stepped into the room with every V/H/S film in his hand. "I'm here! Ready- Dave, what's wrong?" the cute, innocent boy asked.
"Er, uh," Dave stuttered as he struggled to put on his button up white shirt, "Bro called. Something about my dog Mayor pooping on the floor. He said I needed to get home to clean it up or he'd kick him out."
Dave saw John's excited eyes shift to sadness. "But…our movie marathon? It's Friday, Davey..We always have movie marathons…"
"I know. Let me run home and clean it up, okay? I'll be back," Dave replied, sounding promising. He pressed a shaky kiss to John's forehead then pulled away.
John sighed and he said, "Fine…but be quick. I don't want to wait too long to snuggle my boyfriend." He sounded almost angry.
"Okay. I'll be back."
Dave left the room rather quickly, almost as though he was afraid of something else, and not his brother kicking out the small black dog at their house.
John, who had already sat the movies down on the bed, picked up a pencil from his desk with a low growl. Now, someone else was in the damn way, John thought to himself. Without even thinking, the pencil snapped in half and fell to the floor.
John was not happy. First, Vriska and now him.