You make your way to the recreation block despite your instinct to stay at least three blocks away from Vriska at all times. Who knows what hell will break loose without you there to lay down the law? You just hope that it is a minor attention-seeking scheme and that no one is going to end up getting hurt.

You sit down off to the side of the room where some trolls and humans have already gathered. You can't smell Vriska, but you expected that, seeing as she is probably going to make a point to make a dramatic entrance.

You smell a waft of grape mixed with cheap soda from across the room and wave at in that general direction. Gamzee spots you and comes over to where you are sitting. Ever since he stopped being insane, the two of you have been getting closer again. In fact, it's safe to say that the two of you are raspberry red by now, even if you haven't made it official yet.

Gamzee sits down behind you and you scoot into his lap. He wraps his arms around you and rests his chin on your shoulder as you wait for everyone else to arrive.

Soon enough, the room is filled with a delicious fusion of colorful flavors. You can even smell the sweet licorice scent of the mayor who Dave must have somehow gotten away from can town long enough to show up. Everyone is laughing and chatting. You can't remember the last time everyone hung out together. You really should be doing this more often, you think. Maybe once Vriska is done with her ploy for attention, you can start up a weekly Rainbow Rumpus Partytown meet up where everyone can hang out.

Finally the door bursts open and your nose is met with a sharp burst of blueberry bubblegum.

"Attention assholes! Everyone find a place to sit your butt down and shut your face because it's time for a little bit of entertainment."

And there's that dramatic entrance you were waiting for. You settle against Gamzee, making yourself comfortable for what is sure to be a long and boring display of Serket self-obsession.

Vriska makes her way to the front of the room. She's holding something behind her back. It's just a couple of vanilla sheets of paper with licorice type on it. Obviously you can't smell what it says from this distance.

"Today, everyone of you pansies will witness a most fascinating spectacle. An insight to the mind of Karkat McCrabby Vantas."

Uh oh. This can't be good.

She pulls the paper out and waves it around for everyone to see.

"This is from the very husktop of our dear friend Karkat."

You can smell Karkat jump to his feet.

"How the writhing crotch blistering fuck did you get your disgusting spidery claws on my private journal?"

Karkat runs up to Vriska and grabs for the printout, but she easily pushes him away with one hand. He lunges for her again. She trips him and he lands flat on his face. He tries to push himself up off of the ground but she holds his head down with her foot.

"Let us begin now shall we?"

Karkat struggles under her foot but cannot push himself up off of the ground. Vriska begins to read, mimicking Karkat's voice.

"'Day three on this insufferable shit prison full of eternally defecating wrigglers' (he starts all of his entries like this by the way) 'Today I experienced on of the most vomit inducing spectacles I have ever witnessed with my own raw seeing balls.

I was going to visit Terezi in her respite block to see if I could borrow some rope. When I got there, I heard voices from inside. The door was partially open so I peeked through the crack to see that asshole Strider sitting next to Terezi on the floor. He was reading out loud to her from some shitty human novel that made me want to barf up my internal organs, kick them under a rug and let random people tread on it and wonder what that squishy thing they just stepped on was.

I think it was about dragons or something, but there was also magic and stuff... you know what? Actually I don't care.

Anyways, after a while he put down the book and turned to Terezi. He said something that I couldn't hear and she nodded. He reached out and took her glasses off of her face. Then she asked him something. He hesitated but nodded also. She took off his shades.

His back was to me so I couldn't see what his lookingstubs looked like. Not that I care, damnit. Ok I would be lying if I said I wasn't the slightest bit curious but that's not the shit licking point.

Terezi leaned foreword and licked his face, which was weird but it's Terezi so what did you expect? Then Dave leaned foreword and did something weirder.

He kissed her.

He fucking kissed her.'"

Be future Dave.

Drama is happening! I mean, there was already drama before this but now the shit has hit the whirling device.

We are in this shit now.

We are motherfuckin entrenched in this bitch.

Anyways...

This chapter contains a couple of headcannons that I have a fondness for.

1.) Sober Gamzee. Because neither Caliborn or Aranea is controlling Gamzee any more, he is no longer crazy. He probably still suffers some occasional withdrawal symptoms from quitting soper though.

2.) Terezi 3 Gamzee. This ship is an interesting one that I'm not quite sure how I came up with. I think Terezi and Gamzee would still have a powerful romantic connection after all of the time they spent being kismesisses, but the caliginous spark would have died. Once they were able to forgive each other, they began to pity one another and slowly redrom began to form.

3.) Blind Terezi. Somehow during the game, Terezi went blind again. Don't know when, don't know how that's not my job. I chose to make her blind for the sole reason that blind Terezi is so much fun to write.

That's all I can think of for now, if anyone has any questions about things I wrote and why I wrote them, I will answer them in the next chapter. Thanks for reading!