Supernatural walked down the stairs to the panic room while rubbing a hand down his face.

This is fucking perfect. I don't even want to know what they think of us now.

He opened the door of the panic room and gave a shout of frustration.

"Hey! I said don't break anything!" He looked at Homestuck as the fandom floated in mid-air. He had his paint brush out and the wall was covered in paint.

"I didn't break anything!" Homestuck said smiling. He returned to his masterpiece. "You didn't say I couldn't paint. I mean it's kind of in the name."

"Shut the fuck up with your technicality bullshit. We have to clean this up." Supernatural was so close to punching his new found friend in the face. Old habits die hard I guess.

"Nah, we can do it later." Homestuck landed and brushed himself off.

"No you fucking moron. Now." He ran his hand down his face in exasperation. "If we don't do this now then they're going to come down here and beat the living shit out of us."

"I don't give a shit. I can take em'."Homestuck said as he flipped Supernatural off before turning back around. He continued painting the world being pelted with meteors. He floated back up to get some detail that only he would see.

"Can you at least paint something else. We're trying to convince them we aren't going to kill people."

"But you can't kill them. You'd be screwed." Homestuck smiled while floating upside down.

"Don't be a smartass." Supernatural pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to think of a way to get Homestuck out of the paint covered room.

"Don't be a little bitch." Homestuck flipped back around; his back to Supernatural.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" Supernaturals wings snapped out in annoyance. "I'm trying to get us out of here with minimal damage to my timeline. What the fuck are you doing? Oh. Making pretty pictures on the goddamn walls." Supernatural felt his extended wings puff up because of his irritation.

"Excuse you? My pictures are ironically shitty. You over dramatic satanic worshiping bucket licker." Homestuck turned to face Supernatural. He was starting to get angry at Supernatural panicking over nothing

Supernatural made himself fly up to come to eye level with Homestuck.

"I am trying to restrain myself for the benefit of this friendship, but I swear to god. I will end you. Demon." With his activation word a knife was brought out of his sylladex,and into his hand.

Homestuck's eyes flashed to the knife and back to his floating friend. "Is this how we're going to play then?"

Supernatural just glared.

"I guess so." Homestuck thought which weapon he was going to use, then remebered which zodiac he was on.

He put his Paint brush away, held up his hands in mock surrender and said "I'm a psionic this month. Remember?"

Light shot out of his eyes and hit Supernatural in the chest; sending him crashing into the salt-iron walls. A loud boom was heard as his body hit the wall, then another as he hit the floor. Homestuck floated down so once again they were on equal ground.

"I really miss when we could do this without caution. I mean being friends is great, but sometimes you gotta have a kismesis to fuck with. Ya' know?"

Supernatural got up knife still in hand. "I'll fucking gut you with this knife. Fucking candy corn horned demon!"

With that he lunged towards his companion.

Homestuck was ready and caught Supernatureals arms. He shot him away with his psionic abilities again. Supernatural was prepaired however and bounced back off the wall and into Homestuck. Trying to land a direct hit.

Crackling, bangs, booms, and cursing could be heard at each attack.

Right so, story time. I updated my computer and lost the chapter I had been writing, also I planned out the story more. I would also like to say writers blocks a bitch. So sorry for the late/short update. I'll try and make the next chapter longer. Thanks for all the reviews! Keep them coming!