AN: Going through my chapters I realized some things I should of changed or could of improved. As much as I love the love, I post the stories so I could improve. Please leave some constructive criticism with your love? It would be appreciated. Please ignore any OOC-ness though. I broke fanfiction's most important rule: Don't wright what you don't know. In Homestuck, I'm only at Act 3. No scratch that. Give me help to keep them in character. Though sometimes I may not give a fuck. Also: I'm going to censer all swears next chapter! [HoNk] will be a swear. Maybe. Who knows. Hey look! Another update. Sorry it's short. It's a filler until I'm inspired for chapter five or organize my thoughts. Whichever comes first.
Karkat sighed as he slid into the desk in front of Gamzee. He could hear soft and quiet snores coming from him, but knew they were fake. The boy's body had tensed back up two minutes ago.
"We need to get to work."
"You up and write down your ideas, I'll write down mine. We can up and combine the best of each list."
"Makara."
"Ventes."
"You're not even fucking sleeping , fuck ass."
"And I'm not continuing this conversation either, mother fucker.
Karkat threw his arms in the air. "Fine. Whatever."
With that Gamzee fell back asleep.
"Wanna join some friends and I for lunch?" Karkat asked when the bell rang, signaling the end of class.
Gamzee shook his head and Karkat noticed his hair, when it caught the light, wasn't black, but purple like his eyes. "Meeting up with some mother fuckers."
"To shoot cocaine and snort heroine?" Karkat growled. He couldn't believe this kid was blowing him off.
"Other way around, Bro. And no. I don't have a fifth period so I can go to work." He slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed out the door.
"Your family is the third richest in the Skia Count. Why would you have to work for anything?" Karkat followed, his voice bitter.
Gamzee just laughed. "We just started talking Bro. Ain't that up and a bit personal?"
Karkat growled but otherwise remained quite, Gamzee was right in the fact it was personal, but it still annoyed him not to be answered. He stopped at the chain link fence and watched Gamzee walk away. Something fell from the small compartment of his unzipped backpack and caught Karkat's attention. Slowly the boy stalked over and snatched it up. His eyes widened and he ran to the garden to meet John and Dave.
AND NOW A WORD TO MY ANNONS!
Sweettrolljegus: Dude that's happened to me so many times XD! I'm glad you like it. I've been depressed for awhile now and your review really helped keep my good mood good. You can keep the child, I would feel horrible taking that little bundle of mischief from his/her mommy. The cat on the other hand... No, I can't. Both parents are allergic. Damn.