What? Why would you feel guilty? There is absolutely nothing to feel guilty about.

…

Ok that was stupid. There is plenty to feel guilty about. But you're trying not to think about it ok? Maybe you want to be able to take your anger out on a helpless troll every once in a while and not be racked with guilt. Is that too much to ask?

Yes. Apparently it is.

Guilt isn't the only thing you feel though. Beating on Tavros has definitely left you with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. And your anger and frustration have dissipated. You guess you can always count on him to act as a punching bag.

You sit down on your desk chair, pushing yourself backwards across the room. You lean your head back and cover your face with your hands. You suppose you should probably apologize to Tavros but the idea of apologizing to that sissy kind of turns your stomach. Something about him just makes you so… angry and hateful.

You wish he had the capacity to hate you back. Every time you do something awful to him he just ends up acting like it was his fault all along. Then you end up pitying him, which confuses your thinkpan to no end.

Even so, it wasn't his fault John rejected you. You probably should have seen it coming.

You can't believe you were so stupid! You seriously just went and tried to kiss him. It's the second time you've been rejected that way.

And the second time you've been rejected by him.

You sit up. It's time for you to get these boys off of your mind and move on with your life. You scoot your desk chair until you've rolled over to your desk. You bring up a fanfiction you've been writing about your RP character on your computer. You read what you've written so far, fixing a few errors here and there. Before you can add anything new, a notification for trollian comes up. You open it.

- twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling arachnidsGrip [AG] at 16:32 -

TA: ii dont want two do thii2

TA: actually no that wa2 a liie

TA: ii really want two do thii2.

AG: What are you going on a8out?

TA: ii wa2 talkiing to tavro2 a couple of miinute2 ago

AG: Wh8t d8d he t8ll y8u?

TA: nothiing he diidnt have two

AG: Well then? What are you going to do? 8eat me up? Chew me out?

TA: no iim ju2t goiing two blow up your computer

AG: wh8t?

A file shows up on your computer. It automatically starts a three second countdown.

You scramble backwards, knocking your chair over. Before you can run, the countdown finishes and your respite block is suddenly filled with heat and light. The force of the explosion pushes you backwards even though you were several feet away.

You lie in an unmoving heap on the ground for several seconds, trying to process what just happened.

You push yourself up on your elbows, coughing from the smoke. Blue blood drips from the numerous cuts and scratches on your arms and face. You push a large piece of your desk off of your legs, wincing at the particularly large bruise it caused on your left shin.

Your eyes sting from the smoke and dust as you stagger to your feet, leaning on the wall for support. You evaluate your respite block and find that the explosion has destroyed everything. Your desk is no more than random piles of wood scattered all over the floor, who knows what happened to your computer? Even your recupracoon is damaged beyond repair, spilling soper slime everywhere. The walls are splattered with green slime, black ash and blue blood.

You open the door and stumble into the hallway, watching as the smoke dissipates into the air. A little ways down the hall, another door opens.

"Vris?"

Oh great. Just what you need: bullshit from this douchbag.

Equius, seek the lowblood.

Ehehe... (Sollux laugh) Sorry I had to do that. I love it when Vriska gets what's coming to her. ;)

Besides the point, I recently learned that I have been spelling "headcanon" wrong this WHOLE TIME. I am way too lazy and don't care enough to go back and change it in every chapter, so I won't. Instead, my apologies. I'll spell it right from now on. XD

Headcanon time! (spelled correctly) It wasn't Vriska who broke up with doomed timeline John, It was John who broke up with her. :O This was the headcanon I was talking about in an earlier chapter. (chapter 8 I believe. Like how I set that up? ;D)

So yay! We are getting closer and closer to the climax. What will happen when the clock reaches (0:00:00)? Who knows? Me? Maybe. You? Probably not. Who even knows what I'm saying anymore? Not me.