You are still Karkat Vantas, it's been two months since the day you left the camp and you are currently unpacking your stuff. It's about time you moved out of that stuffy house and with Kankri being more obnoxious than usual and you had to get out. You think Cronus had been getting on his nerves and he decided to redirect her anger to lecturing, the unfortunate person he was lecturing ended up being you.
Now you will be living in an apartment in Vancouver, closer to the university you are going to and farther away from the annoying voice of Kankri Vantas. God, you were hoping that he would move in with Cronus but he didn't (again, Cronus must have pissed him off) – Signless was also hoping he would, he's flipping eleven sweeps old.
You kick the door of your car closed, carrying the last box of your shit inside. You thought you hardly had anything, but apparently when you started packing things up it's like you have a million of things. You found lost artifacts and stuff you never knew you had to begin with while going through the house. Your room was neat and practically empty, now you know why. You shit was everywhere except in your room.
You almost trip on your way up the stairs, which would have been extremely unfortunate since Dave would rant your head off if he found out you fell down the stairs after warning you repeatedly. Your apartment is on the fifth floor, and it's large and designed perfectly in your opinion. It's wasn't cheap, but the price wasn't too troubling since you are packed with cash (because one: the game decided to give you guys are shit load of money like it would make up for the shit it put you through, and two: you're a workaholic). Kanaya helped you find this place, because heaven forbid you end up in an atrocious looking apartment. Also, she was worried whatever apartment you chose (because even though you are packed with money, you're a cheapskate) would be infested with rodents and god knows what else. You thank her for finding this place for you though.
By the time you reach your door, you're already out of breath, which makes no sense because it was just the fifth floor. You've visited Dave before, and he lives really high up yet you had no trouble going up those stairs. You put down your box, and lean against the wall, fumbling with your keys as you try to catch your breath. Maybe you're getting sick? Well, whatever it's probably nothing.
Once the door is unlocked and opened, your breathing is back to normal. You put the box on the island and take your sickles out placing them next to box until you can find a place for them. You pull out a few photos you have and set some on the side table next to the couch and the others you place on the wall. Most of the photos are of you and your friends from around the time you all reunited, which was a long while ago. There are some newer ones from this year, a photo of you, Terezi, John, and Jade (all of you holding Terezi in the air) another of everyone, and one with you and Dave. Dave had caught you odd guard with that photo, nevertheless it actually turned out alright, no ridiculous expression, close-eyes, or anything awkward. Probably because of his "amazing" photography skills, and how well he knows you.
Back on the meteor there wasn't too much to do, but he had managed to get ahold of a camera and spent some time practicing and pissing plenty of you off with sudden flashes. He seemed keen on trying to get you to smile for the photos he took, only to shove him away the second he asked. He still took the pictures of you, frowning or not even looking his way. You've only ever smiled once for his pictures, because he was looking a bit down that time and had a nightmare (if you recall correctly). He cheered up pretty quickly afterwards, you can still remember the bright smile he had that made your chest flutter when you first saw it.
You stomach rumbles, pulling you out of your thoughts. And suddenly you are feeling grief and annoyance. The fridge is empty. Right, you need to get groceries still.
Your phone rings. Dave's pestering you. Gosh, can't a T-human get a break.
- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinogenticist [CG] -
TG: yo did you fall down the stairs? i warned you about those.
CG: NO, I DID NOT, OBVIOUSLY. ONLY A DUMBDUMB LIKE YOU WOULD FALL DOWN THE STAIRS SO EASILY.
TG: you sure? you just called me dumbdumb normally when you are insulting me your name calling is a lot better than that.
CG: POSITIVE. AND WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO CALL YOU AN INSUFFERABLE PRICK WHOSE BEATS ARE SO LOW THE ROOF IS EVEN LOWERED AND THE STAIRS TRY TO DRAG YOU BACK TO THE ECTOLAB IN WHICH YOU WERE CREATED IN.
TG: thats more like it so whats it like in casi de Vantas?
CG: IT WAS FINE UNTIL YOU PESTERED ME.
TG: oh come on you love me
CG: YES, AND IT'S YOUR FAULT. AND YOU'RE GOING TO SUFFER FOR MAKING ME HAVE THESE EMOTIONS.
TG: ooh kinky
TG: so what do you got planned for your "revenge"
CG: A GIANT FUCK YOU AND THE DESTRUCTION OF ALL APPLE JUICE FACTORIES IN THE WORLD.
TG: well that isn't kinky at all you've let me down karkat.
CG: IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE. NOW WHY DID YOU PESTER ME? I NEED TO GET GROCERIES AND YOU ARE STALLING ME HERE.
TG: what? cant i check up on my boyfriend every once in a while?
CG: IF BY "ONCE IN A WHILE" YOU MEAN EVERY FUCKING DAY. THEN YES YOU CAN'T BECAUSE IT GETS ANNOYING.
TG: well sorry cranky pants i can't help the fact that I'm hopelessly in love with a babe and i would like them to know that for every day of their life
CG: DAVE, YOU'RE SMOTHERING ME.
TG: okay okay ill stop pestering you
TG: i just wanted to make sure you are doing fine
CG: RIGHT. JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
TG: what?
CG: EVERYONE HAS BEEN PESTERING ME TODAY. IN FACT THEY'VE ALMOST BEEN CONSTANTLY PESTERING ME LIKE YOU HAVE BEEN SINCE WE LEFT CAMP. THEY ALL WANT TO SEE IF I'M OKAY, AND IT'S REALLY ANNOYING.
CG: … YOU DIDN'T TELL THEM ABOUT THAT INCIDENT, RIGHT DAVE?
TG: god no i wouldn't do that to you
TG: you can tell them when you want to
CG: OKAY, GOOD.
TG: …but just because i didnt tell them… doesnt mean they don't know
CG: …WHAT?
TG: okay just here me out
TG: i didnt tell anyone but someone may have heard our conversation in the camper about that incident and may have told others and that's why they are probably acting this way
CG: THAT SOMEONE WAS JOHN, WASN'T IT?
TG: maybe
CG: WELL, THAT'S JUST GREAT.
TG: sorry
CG: IT'S FINE, JUST WHATEVER. HONESTLY I WOULD HAVE PREFERRED IT IF THE REASON WAS THAT I WAS DYING.
TG: wait what?
CG: DAVE, I KNOW YOU KNOW. DON'T PLAY STUPID. EVERYONE KNOWS THAT I'LL EVENTUALLY GET SICK AND WITH MY LUCK DIE.
TG: you're sick?
CG: NOT YET. I'M FINE. YOU DON'T NEED TO FREAK OUT LIKE I'LL BE DEAD TOMORROW. I'VE GOT TIME. LITERALLY I'M DATING IT.
TG: did you seriously make a pun will in the midst of a conversation about your impending death?
CG: I'TS NOT MY FAULT I PICKED IT UP FROM A DORK. ANYWAY, I'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I'M ACTUALLY SICK AND DYING. SO DON'T GET YOU'RE METAPHORICAL PANTIES IN A TWIST.
CG: ALTHOUGH THOSE PANTIES MIGHT NOT METAPHORICAL CONSIDERING IT'S YOU WE ARE TALKING ABOUT.
TG: you got me im texting while wearing nothing but grey panties
CG: GREY? I'D THOUGHT YOU'D WERE RED. THANKS A LOT, I NOW OWE JOHN TWENTY BUCKS.
TG: grey is your favorite color right? and you seriously had a conversation with John about what color of panties i wear? and he says he isn't gay.
CG: YES. AND JOHN ISN'T GAY. I'VE HEARD FAR TOO MANY TALES ABOUT HIM AND SERKET.
TG: yeah okay
TG: so when the hell were you even planning on telling me that you were dying like before we got together or even after we got together?
CG: I DON'T SEE WHY I WOULD NEED TO TELL YOU SINCE YOU ALREADY KNOW.
TG: actually i didn't know until a little while before we hooked up but if i didn't know when would you have told me?
CG: WELL, IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW I PROBABLY WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE WE GOT TOGETHER. EVEN THOUGH STARTING A RELATIONSHIP WITH "OH BY THE WAY, I'LL END UP SICK AND WILL PROBABLY DIE IN A FEW MONTHS" ISN'T THE BEST THE THING TO DO.
TG: yeah i get that but still it would have been nice to know that you were aware of this too instead having me constantly beat around the bush about it
CG: SORRY.
TG: its okay
TG: just no secrets or anything like that between us okay?
CG: I DON'T THINK THAT COUNTS AS A SECRET, BUT OKAY. NOW, I HAVE TO GO, I FUCKING STARVING.
TG: okay
TG: love you
CG: I WILL GET MY REVENGE.
CG: ...love you too
-turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering carcinogenticist [CG]—
God, you can just feel him smirking on the other end. That prick just knows how to get to you in the simplest ways. You could spend time thinking about how to get back at him, but you've got other things to do.
The trip to the store and back is not as quick as you hoped it would be, and your difficulty with the stairs does not help at all. But with the fridge and pantry now packed with food galore, it was worth it. The pizza you bought made it even more worth it.
Pizza always helps when you start having a crisis. That crisis being that everyone knows what you attempted to do because of John-can't-keep-his-mouth-shut-Egbert. On the bright side, Dave didn't tell anyone and kept his word. Even far away he manages to find ways to remind you why you love him. And that he loves you.
How the hell can you show him you love him? Maybe you can meet up some time and make him swoon like the girls in you rom-coms.
Yeah, that would be nice.
Sorry it's been so long. I've just been stumped, but we're getting there. And all votes for bad or good ending are being considered.
thanks for reading, and next chapter will come out whenever i get to it.