Groaning, you grudgingly lift your arm up and bring it down on the obnoxious machine called an alarm clock. You are Dave Strider, and you despise having to wake up early in the morning on a weekend. But nonetheless, you push yourself out of bed only to be suddenly blinded. Fucking head rushes, making you dizzy as hell. Once the head rush passes, you actually get out of bed.
Now the reason for you being up so early is because one day you decided it'd be nice to have a job. More like you needed something to distract you and keep you from pestering Karkat. So you work at a mall, at a coffee shop that surprisingly isn't Starbucks. Actually it's a coffee shop mixed together with a bookstore. You gotta get Karkat to come visit, he would love that place.
Trudging down the hall, you make your way to into the kitchen only to meet a fuck ton of smuppet ass.
"Fuck!" You shout under the thousands of smuppets that collapse around you.
"Honestly, Dave, you're losing your game." Bro says. Of course he's awake, and of course he's prepared to ambush you. Breaking free from the mass of colors, you see Bro leaning against the counter top, shaking his head in disapproval. "It's getting easier to ambush you by the day."
"He's still recovering from obsessed-lovebird-brain." Dirk remarks from the couch. Right, he still lives here. "At this rate it's going to be a while."
There was a plan where Dirk would move in with Jake on the island, however Jade said until they can get two separate towers that wasn't going to happen. It's understandable; her innocent eyes have seen enough, and she doesn't deserved to undergo anymore torment. Of course then there was an idea about Jake moving in here, which was quickly discarded and replaced with a better discussion about them getting their own place. This apartment is crowded enough as it is.
"You're one to talk. Besides, you're not constantly being buried alive by multi-colored smuppet asses daily. And maybe I'm just tired of putting up a fight against the inevitable. So, you don't get a say in it. Also, how come he doesn't get bombarded by sex objects?" You kick away stray puppets on your way to the fridge.
"Maybe because it's a lot more fun doing it to you than him. Also because I have a different tactic for tormenting him." Bro smirks.
Dirk snaps his head back, "Don't you dare."
"Don't tempt me then."
You abscond back to your room with several waffles in hand before things get ugly. You stagger into your room, undergoing another head rush from flash stepping. You place the waffles on your desk and check your Pesterchum. Rose pestered you, it's probably best to answer her… not now. Jade's pestering you, and so is Roxy.
You answer Jade first, just in case Rose is pestering you through Roxy's chumhandle.
-gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG]-
GG: hey dave!
TG: sup harley
GG: i have important news that must be discussed :)
TG: well shit
TG: our lives must be in danger if youre cutting to the chase this quickly
GG: yes mr president! this is dire to the sake of all man and trollkind
TG: well get on with it
TG: if we're going to die id like to be prepared so my last words aren't something stupid
TG: like "oh, im sure we'll be fine"
TG: or "one time at band camp"
GG: you went to band camp?
TG: that's beside the point
TG: anyway what the oppressing issue miss harley
GG: thanksgiving.
TG: that it?
GG: yes!
GG: well no, not exactly…
GG: it is the plan for thanksgiving :)
TG: jade you know we still have a couple weeks before thanksgiving, right?
TG: and that the vantas' and peixes' have already celebrated thanksgiving in like October
TG: canadians always celebrating before us
GG: actually they haven't.
GG: they made arrangements to celebrate thanksgiving with us this year! we are planning on having it over here at the island or at rose's place.
TG: island
GG: ?
TG: there's no way im going to lalondes mansion where she has the upper hand
TG: so have it at the island it's safer that way
GG: okay dave if you say so :/
GG: ill run it by everyone and we will get the party started!
GG: so don't make any other plans.
TG: youre the best
GG: i know ^_^
TG: why are we suddenly having this massive get together over a holiday anyway?
TG: we haven't done it before
GG: hmmm…. dave you know why
TG: oh
TG: right karkats possible young death thing is still a thing
GG: unfortunately :,(
GG: and there is still the possibility of anyone of dying before they live a full life
GG: but we plan on making the most of the time we've got!
TG: theres the harley we all know and love
TG: making plans for the better
GG: anyway I got to go
GG: Jake got stuck in a tree _
TG: he got stuck in a tree?
GG: haha yeah…
GG: so I will talk to you later dave
TG: see ya
GG: bye :)
-gardenGnostic [GG] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG]-
With your waffles all eaten, you get dressed and ready for work. Rose and Roxy (or Rose in disguise) will have to wait.
You make it to work on time, regardless of the amount of smut puppets you were crushed under when you made your leave. Business starts somewhat slow, since most people just come get their coffee and leave in the morning. It'll pick up around the afternoon when people will actually stay, browse, and actually purchase some books.
You work as the register for most of the time until a co-worker, Antwan is his name and he isn't the friendly type, took over the register. It's painful to watch as the customers get mad at his snide remarks (they will probably never return). It was even more painful to watch when he actually gets into a very loud and unsettling argument with some guy in a suit. Although, the guy in the suit was being a douche anyway so you can't blame Antwan.
Luckily, another co-worker who has worked here longer than anyone, Lisa, pulls Antwan away by the ear and takes his place. Lisa's like the mom of the shop, and you know for a fact that she'll probably be promoted to being manager someday. You also bet that she and Antwan are dating with the way they act towards one another. You can tell by the way Antwan looks at her dotingly.
You're busy putting books, replacing ones that have been sold out, taking others down, moving them around, etc. You find that this job isn't too bad, it does keep you distracted.
"Hey little mama let me whisper in your ear." An all too familiar voice makes you jump out of your skin.
"Jesus!" You flip around and face the perpetrator, who is laughing the blonde head off. "Roxy, what are doing here?"
She calms down from her laughing high. "What? Can't I come visit family once in a while?"
"The depends."
She sighs, "If you had answered me you would know why I'm here."
"I was busy. I also thought you were Rose in disguise." You mumble. "So you wanna tell me why you're here while I work."
"Okay. First, it's not just me here, Danny is here too. And-"
"Danny? Who's Danny?"
"Eridan." You make sure to note that down, this information might just save your life on day. "Anyway, we're starting a business!"
You keep a book from meeting its fate to be on the shelf. "Say what?"
"You heard me, we're starting a company! A music record company to be exact. It's going to be called… wait for it… Roxanne Records! Has a ring to it doesn't it?"
"Roxanne?"
"Yep. Roxy and Eridan mixed together Roxan, so we went with Roxanne!" She grins brightly. And expectantly.
"Whatever it is you want from me you're not getting it."
"Aw, don't be like that, Dave. Everyone else is in on it."
"You're kidding."
"Not at all. John, Jade, and Rose have agreed. And everyone else even said they'll pitch in."
"Sounds like you don't need me then."
"Oh no, we do. You, John, Rose, and Jade can be the starting band. You still work your turntables, don't you? John still plays the piano, Rose's plays the violin, and Jade still plays the guitar. You rap too. So, you guys can attract the audience and other talent. We've got the money thanks to Sburb being so 'generous'. And we've got a plan. So, what do you say?"
This is not the most crazy thing you heard ever get said. You put away the book that you've been holding for a little too long. It's safer to keep your eyes away from her 'cause if you look- and you looked. Way to go, Dave. She's got the hopeful smile going and the shimmering eyes that lure people into a trap. You've been trapped.
You sigh. "Fine." She fist pumps the air. "But that still doesn't explain why you had to come all the way here."
"Oh, Davey, if I spoke to you over Pesterchum you would have easily turned me down. I know how to get to you, and the only way to do that is by being here in person."
"So, why'd you pester me then anyway?"
She shrugs, "Just thought I'd give you a heads-up that I'd be visiting for a few days."
"Okay, whatever. Can you go now? I've got work to do."
"Fine," she drawls, "see you when you get back from work." She pointedly starts for the exit.
"Wait, where are you staying?"
"Bye, Davey!" She waves and then she's out of sight.
You groan loudly. The apartment is going to be a war zone.
sorry if i've been taking too long. Lack of motivation and ideas are horrible.
anyway, here's some things on dave's part, a little boring but still.
sorry for any grammar mistakes.