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FEFERI: *She was more exhausted than she had initially thought. Although usually a light sleeper, Feferi found herself sleeping as sound as an ocean rock the moment she shut her eyes. Again, her sleep lacked anything of meaningful substance. No voices to channel, no visions of friendly faces and the wandering blank eyed look of their souls. Nothing but the blissful suspense of rest. It was nice. She stayed curled on her side for an immeasurable amount of time, sleeping, letting her body recover. Maybe it was even a little bit unsettling how little she moved and how light her breathing was. Mostly, that had to do with the experience of sleeping under thousands of pounds of oceanic pressure since she was a wriggler. In her sleep, she felt a palm squeeze her hand and a purr ignited in her throat at the presence. So. He hadn't snuck off after all. All at once, the drowsiness blanketing her mind lifted and she stirred awake, squeezing his hand in kind. Gamzee muttered something but she didn't quite catch it as she gave him a very sleepy, half-fused-with-a-purr greeting.* Glub glub.

GAMZEE: *Gamzee's gaze swiftly moved back to Feferi when he heard the purring, the corners of his mouth twitching upward somewhat. He gave her a low and happy purr in response when she squeezed his hand back. He let go of her hand so that he could flop over to lie on his side, musing at her.* G TO THE MOTHERFUCKING LUB TO YOU TOO. *He chuckles lowly, shoving his communication device as casually and discreetly into his pocket as he could.* you were out like that! *He snaps his fingers on the free hand, grinning.* SEEMS TO ME THAT YOU NEEDED THAT SLEEPY DOWNTIME, SIS.

FEFERI: You t)(ink so? *She cracked one drowzy eye at him, wrinkling her nose in effort as she stretched luxuriously in their nest of pillows and bed covers. How long had he been awake? It didn't matter, Gamzee was still here and he was giving her nothing but toothy smiles and good-natured glubs. For a murderous, angry clown, it was positively adorable. Hehe. This was coming from the girl who thought flesh-eating cephalopods were cute. She flopped her limp, unfurled limbs to her side and rubbed at her face.* )(ow long was I out? *Fef asked, mystified about the manners of time keeping in the hub floating in endless void.*

GAMZEE: *He nodded at her, playing with a strand of his hair between two fingers.* i do think so with the most thinky of thinks ever thought. *He raised an eyebrow as she stretched. She didn't seem to flinch or anything, so maybe her bruises had healed a bit. That was good. He smiled at her, shrugging his shoulders lightly.* WHO THE FUCK KNOWS. IT'S KIND OF HARD TO KEEP THE TIME IN THIS PLACE. LONG ENOUGH, I'M SUPPOSING. *He sat up and stretched himself, the little of himself there was, then put his hands in his lap, watching Feferi like some puppy that has seen something for the first time, his head lightly tilted to the side.* the time you were out was very uneventful, so i'll be supposing about the fact that we should be getting our grateful on about that, too.

FEFERI: )(e)(e)(e, well so muc)( for T)(AT evening report. *She sighed, content but mostly relieved. Uneventful with Gamzee? That was good. What was more, she hardly even noticed or remembered the bruises she picked up from the Pillar of Fall. Could be the perks of being a highblood. Could be Feferi's own constitution, who's to say. She plucked fingers into the long locks of her own hair, completely ignoring how tangled it may or may not be. Feferi lounged and fell quiet, half from laziness but another part, conscious of the relaxed nature of this slumber party. The keyword being 'relaxed', compared to how she had found him before.* Did you sleep w)(ale? *she asked, after a moment.*

GAMZEE: *Gamzee rocked lightly back and forth where he sat with his legs crossed, his hands resting on his knees. It was nice to be able to relax somewhat, true, he was still worried about the whole Equius thing, but he just shoved that whole thing into the back of his mind. For once, he was going to enjoy some downtime, even if said downtime was filled with awkward silence. He perked up when Feferi spoke, flashing her a toothy grin.* NAW, SIS. I SLEPT PRETTY MOTHERFUCKING DREADFULLY, SEEIN' AS I DID NOT SLEEP AT ALL. HAD ALL TOO MANY OF THESE THOUGHT THINGS GOING ON IN THE MINDPLACE. *He pokes a finger twice at his temple.* makes it hard to get with all of this sleeping. besides, someone had to be on the alerts for any troublesome noise. *He shrugs again, then pauses, his smile faltering a bit. Maybe he was overstaying his welcome. He had been pretty fucking smashy and pathetic before, well, he still was in there, somewhere. He mentally shook his head. Naw. She would be straight with him about any welcomes or unwelcomes. He smiles again, beaming at her.* STILL GOT MY ENERGIZED ALL MOTHERFUCKING ON, THOUGH. MAYBE CATCHING THIS BREAK WAS ALL THIS FUCKO NEEDED.

FEFERI: *She laughed, totally not perturbed by his fluctuating mood. Feferi fixed him with a pleased smile bright enough to rival the Alternian sun. Looking at him, all his twitchy movements and nervous energy. She could feel the pity swelling in her chest despite herself. It made her a little bit sad and it showed in the small pitiful tone her expression took.* Aww, gillyfis)(. It just... sucks t)(at you )(ave to be all cooped up in )(ere like you do. And you know t)(at you are always welcome )(ere, )(e)(e. *She raised a hand to boop his nose. Not quite stealing it like before but more out of affection.* )(onk!

GAMZEE: *Gamzee felt himself relax a bit more as Feferi let out that wonderful laugh of hers. His head tilting more to the side, eyebrows raised, when he noted the small change in her expression. Had he said something weird? His mood fell as she spoke, but he shrugged it off, still all smiles and sunshine. The nonleathal kind of sunshine.* yeah, well, it might suck at least three different kinds of bulges that i have to be all hide-y and junk. *He leans a bit toward her, the way he is grinning now kind of hurting the corners of his mouth.* BUT AT LEAST I'VE GOT SOME WICKED ACE GLUBBY SISTER TO GIVE ALL OF MY WORDS TO. *His smile disappears as she raises her hand, his own raising defensively toward his face, but he lowered it and let her boop his nose. He leans back, smiling like a normal troll for once, and not all borderline nut-job. He lets out a honk for the heck of it, too.* shucks sis, i will be sure to come to your welcoming doorstep, then. although you don't have to tell me that, because i am already in the know, that i am welcome. *He looks at her intently, as if he is trying to send her some important message relayed only through eye contact. Although he remembered after a bit that he does in fact, not have any kind of thought transfer powers. He clears his throat. Should he bring up what he had been thinking all this time? Was that a thing you did? He fiddled idly with his fingers, looking at his lap. This is weird. Mostly because he doesn't know what he is feeling about these feelings. He opens his mouth to speak, then shuts it again without a word.*

FEFERI: *She dropped her hand from honking his nose and studied his gestures again. When Gamzee ducked his head and fiddled with his thumbs, the atmosphere turned tense, but in a quiet kind of way. At very least, the weight of reality was hovering just over their horns. Why this slumber-party was happening, why she had reached out to him to begin with... The infringed look Feferi gave him was a lot like having a school of piranha studying his movements, condensed into the laser-beam gaze of a teenaged fish-girl. (A tad bit unnerving, too vigilant like she knew more than she was letting on.) Still, words weren't ever really his strength. The very words he was reaching for actually wiggled just on the tip of her tongue. Cautious as if approaching an Earth-traffic light, Feferi sat up in the bed.* ...W)(at do you t)(ink? *She ventured, tilting her head to make an attempt at catching his eye again. The severity of the situation even compelled her to pass up the opportunity to say 'water'. Total unblinking, fish-pun-free seriousness right now.* I mean, specifically, about )(ow frequent t)(is welcoming t)(ing is. And t)(e reassurances... I could go on and even say t)(e 'making s)(ore you eat' part, too, )(e)(e! *A giggle escaped before she could stop herself but she continued on.* But okay, t)(at's subjective. Totally all up to )(ow you end up feeling about it. Just like... pretty muc)( everyt)(ing else t)(at )(appens along t)(e way, I guess. *Feferi added that last part with a shrug and a small, teasing smile. He didn't have to think she was completely cornering him with her forwardness but at the same time, this was potentially a (wait for it) life or death situation. They couldn't afford to clown around! Buh dum shh.*

GAMZEE: *He fidgeted under her gaze, feeling like she was waiting for him to say what felt, well, like an fairly obvious thing at this point. But the words wouldn't come, and he just turned his head up to face her, flashing a wordless and sheepish smile. Part of him wanted to go ahead and make some kind of whimsical non sequitur and escape the situation. It would seem there was none, though, because Feferi spoke up before he got the chance.* WHAT I THINK? I THINK MANY A FUCKIN THING, YOU GOTTA BE A TAD MORE SPECIFI-- *Oh. She was getting more specific. He swallowed, avoiding eye contact. Looks like you're going to talk about this now, yep. Right now. At this moment. Talking. About this. He took a deep breath, then laughed.* would be lying up in here if i said i didn't feel like it was a nice thing that we have going on between us here. *He turns his head, raising one eyebrow.* BUT MAYBE THERE IS MORE TO THIS MOTHERFUCKIN SITUATION THAN WE REALIZE.

FEFERI: I definitely agree wit)( you t)(ere! *She exclaimed with a nod. There was a curious knotted feeling in her gut that reminded her of her wrigglerhood, sweeps ago. There were times when she would swim miles and miles underwater until barely any moonlight reached the ocean floor. Feferi felt safe, her lusus was never too far away. Just when she would think she had reached the very bottom, a great, yawning canyon would open up right in front of her. If she peered over the side of the oceanic rock, there would be at least another hundred foot drop before there was nothing but pitch black. Sitting beside Gamzee, Feferi felt like she did back then. Anxious, aware of the incredible weight of the world on her shoulders, but ready to take the plunge horns first into the deep, dark abyss of feeling that was waiting in front of her. Well, sitting in front of her. She cleared her throat, already picking through her words. Careful as possible in her mind.* -Even so, it's a pretty difficult t)(ing to talk about but... *Feferi trailed off for a second but then sat up straighter, fixing him with an earnest look.* I'm going to be very frank. I've been t) (inking a lot about )(ow I've been )(elping you. T)(ese are really toug)( times and it's made even TOUG)(-ER w)(en not a w)(ole lot of people are willing to give you t)(e benefit of t)(e doubt. At least, even w)(en it's for t)(e sake of the group, feelings get muddled up and make stuff confusing and it's just... *She scoffed a little, running a weary kind of hand through her hair. Part of her frustration was about the situation as a whole but mostly it was about herself.* I really want to ) (elp you, Gamzee. If t)(at means letting you sleep in my block wit)( me after you've )(ad a roug)( nig)(t, t)(en so be it. If I )(ave to wrestle you into the ablution trap after you've been exiled into t)(e Land of Corn and t)(en keep it a secret t)(at you've even been out, t)(at's okay too! If I'm t)(e only w)(o can do it t)(en... t) (at's w)(at I'll do. No fooling around. *The resolve in her eye was brazen and determined when she finally blurted it out--* I t)(ink we s)(ould become moirails!

GAMZEE: *Gamzee watched her with big eyes as she spoke, as a sinking feeling rose in his stomach. It did just that, sink and rise, to mimic his own conflicting emotions about this. He did care about Feferi, but why did he? He honestly didn't know all that much about her, nor had he even really been /there/ for her. It was pretty one sided. She was the one that always helped him out, and he would only cause trouble for her, but at the same time he really did need someone. Right now, he was terribly alone, and not even shitty clowns like himselves enjoy that feeling. Did his lip twitch and even wibble a little as she spoke of how she wanted to help him? Maybe. He was about to object, that it was stupid of her to want to even be near him in the first place, but as she blurted out what he had wanted to clear between them for a while, his mouth just hang open.* well... dang, sis. *He blinked a few times, then gave a small shy chuckle.* I WOULD NOT BE AT ALL TRUTHFUL IF I SAID THE RAIL TOPIC HAS NEVER EVEN CROSSED MY MIND. *Fidget fidget fidget.* if you think you'd be up for staying with a proper living garbage can, then i do believe i would like to think we should be to. as in yes. i would be all about that.

FEFERI: I would be all aboat it, too. Or, actually, I am! Du)(! *Feferi was practically bouncing with the tense energy that had built up inside. Her bloodpusher was ticking rapidly and her fingers clenched and unclenched in her lap. Out of nervousness or excitement, it was impossible to tell. Her feelings were living in the moment, present in the hopelessly bright smile she gave him.* Cod, I wis)(... *She paused, biting her lip. Her smile dropped a fraction, turning worried, even a little guilty. There wasn't a point in hiding or ignoring her misgivings.* I actually wis)( I could say it was going to be fun. I know it's not. Not all t)(e time.

GAMZEE: *It was pretty much impossible to not get influenced by Feferi's excitement, and he soon was bouncing around on the bed as well, grinning broadly from ear to ear. Feferi you got a big storm coming, and by big storm it means small clown throwing himself at her for a hug! Yeahhhh! He quickly pulled away as things got serious though, looking up at her with his head tilted, like a confused dog. His smile was gone.* SHIT. WELL. YEAH. IT WON'T BE A FUCKING CASUAL STOLL THROUGH ROSES WITH MAGICAL WHIMSY. NOT AT ALL TIMES IT WON'T. BUT I WILL BE TRYING TO KEEP IT FROM BEING UTTER AND COMPLETE SHIT, FEFERI.

FEFERI: *The hug melted away some of her tension which Feferi was undeniably grateful for. She sighed, wishing the simple contact was enough. It made it easier for her to voice a few of the worries that were eating away at her. But she was hesitant. There was a huge risk in opening up and a reluctance to do it all. Feferi knew why it left a hauntingly familiar taste in her mouth but she forced herself to swallow it. Deal with it. Make sure it didn't come up again.* It's not about you being a s)(it, Gamglub. I mean, pffft, I kind of expect t)(at! *All joking aside, her tone sobered up until she was regarding him seriously.* It's more about being )(onest wit)( me. Putting up wit)( all your culls)(it in t)(e world doesn't mean anyt)(ing if... *Wow, this was harder for her to say than she initially thought it would be. Feferi ducked her head a little bit, staring hard at the space over his shoulder.* You end up lying to me... About caring... *She pried the words from her throat, mumbling them out of the corner of her mouth.*

GAMZEE: *He stayed in her arms despite having pulled away to look at her, his arms wrapped around her waist as he listened. He let out a short laugh.* well, yeah, i reckon you would have know that from the get go. *His expression turned grim, but not because he was angry, he was worried. He wasn't good about this thing. He knew that. He had fucked up once already. Hopefully it would be different, this time. He would make it different.* SHIT SIS, I WOULD NEVER NOT BE HONEST WITH YOU. I AM NOT IN ANY PROPER PRIME POSITION AT THE MO TO BE ALL LYING UP IN YOUR GRILL. *He sighed, looking down.* i know this here clown don't exactly inspire trust or much of that thing, but i wouldn't lie to you, even if a lie had come to me, and i had many reasons to do it. i would still not. seein as i can't afford to make many more people spite me. *That had supposed to be reassuring. he wasn't sure it had been.*

FEFERI: *She shook her head, a little impatient but also a little agrivated. Her shoulders were tense as if bracing herself for the torrent of words that gushed out of her right then.* O)(, I'm not talking about petty lies. W)(at I mean is... Being wit)( you w)(en you don't actually care about t)(e t)(ings I'm trying to )(elp you accomplis)(. I mean! It sucks, Gamzee! It really sucks TRYING to be t)(ere for someone w)(en t)(ey act like it wouldn't matter eit)(er way! *Maybe she was giving too much away just then. Feferi huffed and forced herself to relax with a sigh.* I'll )(elp you work t)(roug)( anyt)(ing, I promise. You're my friend. I care about you and I'm going to do my very best to look out for you but... *Her words turned a little quiet then, her breath feeling a little still in her chest. Feferi kept her arms around him in a loose embrace but there was no denying that there was an edge to her tone. An unspoken warning folded out like the narrowing slits her eyes were becoming. This was the business end of her deal.* I don't want you to t)(ink you can get away wit)( breaking t)(e promises t)(at you make. -Especially w)(en bot)( of us know t)(at it's not possible for me to let it )(appen. *Again, she almost said but caught the word before it tumbled out. She swallowed hard.* I'm very serious about t)(is, Gamzee. Do you understand?

GAMZEE: *He noticed her tensing up, and it made him feel a bit on edge, well, more than he already was. He knew this deal wasn't exactly... Without a catch. Part of why had pursued this with Feferi was because he knew she would be able to stop him.* WELL FUCK. I AM ALL FEELING SORRY IN THE DEEPEST PARTS OF MY BLOOD PUSHER IF I EVER GAVE YOU THE IMPRESSION THAT I DON'T CARE ABOUT GETTING ALL NOT HATED. I WOULDN'T BE PROPER SANE IN THE MOTHERFUCKING MIND PALACE IF I WASN'T SERIOUS ABOUT THAT. *He tried giving her a reassuring few paps on the back, looking up at her. His expression mild at first, but then turned serious. Here it was, the catch. But he was already on board, hook line and sinker. He nodded slowly.* yeah. i understand that, sis. i won't be breaking anything, and i won't be thinking i can get away with it, if i should happen to do so.

FEFERI: *There it was, a real sigh of relief had escaped her lips. Feferi lowered her head down onto his shoulder, tentatively testing out this new labeled affection. She blinked slowly before closing her eyes. Her heart fought off the pity making tiny, twisting knots in her chest. So readily, he had accepted her threat. It was the saddest thing in the world to her.* Glub... I'm sorry, Gamzee... *She told him softly, just keeping her arms around his smaller waist. His palms papped awkwardly at her back but she accepted it from him nevertheless. All she wanted was for him to try.* I don't want you to be afraid of me.

GAMZEE: *He rested his head a little against hers. He was better at this rather than words. Words were difficult and confusing most of the time, and more often than not, his words just made things worse. He let out a breathy laugh.* DON'T YOU BE GETTING YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN APOLOGY ON NOW. THAT WHAT YOU SAID IS WHAT I HAPPEN TO BE NEEDING. *With a sigh, he leaned against her, letting his fingers gently comb through her hair.* i'm afraid of few things. you are not one of them. *He said it rather matter of factly. But it was only half true. He was afraid, but not of her. He was afraid FOR her. Scared what might happen now that they were together.*

FEFERI: *She soaked up as much as she could from the gentle comforts the clown troll afforded her. It had been a while since she had let herself get soothed by someone else and it was... really nice. That was the fact of the matter. It was really nice to have someone to hug.* Don't get me wrong... *Feferi started, a smile creeping back into her voice, on her face.* You s)(ould tideally be afraid of me. *She shifted and snuck a look at him, mischievous as hell.* You know w)(y...? *The question dragged off in a 'whyyy' for more dramatical effect but her smile never wavers.*

GAMZEE: *He sighed lightly against her, smiling. It was nice to just chill like this, without having to think too much about anything. He pulled his head back from her when she spoke up, one eyebrow raised, his mouth curving into a bemused grin. He quickly let his grin fade though, faking surprise as he let out a faux gasp.* OH SHIZZLE! LOOKS LIKE I HAVE TAKEN FAR MORE WATER OVER MY HEAD THAN IS HEALTHY FOR A LANDWALKER LIKE MYSELF. *He let out a little snort though, having trouble holding back his laughter.* why?

FEFERI: *Her grin didn't fade but only grew bigger. It was a terrifying sight to behold, like confronting an overly friendly shark. Suddenly, her arms locked around him and trapped Gamzee in place.* Because I BIT---E!!! *Feferi tackled him back into the bed then, squishing him with her weight before aiming a perfect CHOMP on his bony shoulder. She rolled off him in an instant after that, laughing and kicking her feet childishly.* )(a)(a)(a!

GAMZEE: *Okay, so that smile was reaching creepy levels pretty quickly. He leaned away a little, looking away from her.* UHH. DO YOU HAVE TO STA-- OOF! *He had not expected that in the slightest, and he was easily pinned down underneath her. Seeing as he is pretty much a living stick. He let out a loud distressed "HONK" followed by a utterly confused series of noises. Even when she got off, he just lay there with his arms and legs in the air, like a turtle that had fallen on it's back.*

FEFERI: *She chortled in triumph. The seadweller had won. While Gamzee flailed and tried to figure out just what the hell was going on, Feferi scooped him in her arms again and snuggled into him messily. Yeah, she didn't know where the clown troll had been but there wasn't a difference between hugging Gamzee and hugging a big slobbery dog.* )(e)(e)(e! MWA)(! *A big pale smooch was planted on the side of his face, the exaggerated kind that would send diamonds everywhere like in popular paleroms back on Alternia. Pap. Shoosh. Enthusiastic hair petting.*

GAMZEE: *Had this been one of those popular paleroms, or any other cartoon show, there would definitely be flying question marks all over the place. Just as he had almost gotten back in an upright position, Feferi had scooped him up just like that. He flailed with arms and legs, trying to pry himself out of her embrace. He stopped as he was smooched though. Him grinning from ear to ear, mostly happy, but also a bit confused. He slumped in her arms and let out a happy rumbling noise from the back of his throat.* you really are kind of crazy. GUESS THAT'S WHY WE GO WELL TOGETHER. *He laughed, at that.*

FEFERI: Wow, you )(ave t)(e glub-ption to call M-E crazy? Rude!*Feferi laughed too, totally content to keep her arms around his limp, doll form. The less he struggled, the more she came to terms with the sheer amount of hugs she could wrestle out of Gamzee. So many. All of the hugs. And there was not a damn thing he could do about it. She chirred to herself happily at the thought and ruffled his hair.* T)(is is great.

GAMZEE: *He just laughed lazily back at her, grinning. Be the limp doll, Gamzee. Be the best doll you could ever be.* oh yes, you rightly know i do, sister. *He smiled at her with a happy chirr of his own. Praise Gl'bgolyb for the fact that Feferi's hand just didn't get stuck in his hair.*

FEFERI: Yea)(, because you're dumb and you don't know any better. W)(OOP. *Feferi snickered, puffing her cheeks and wiggling the tips of her earfins at him. Making fun of him. Petting him. Subtlety was never her specialty so it was very obvious that she was pale-flirting. Even Gamzee wouldn't be able to miss it! Nevermind that she was also carefully trying to tug her fingers away from the tangled mess of his hair.* ...Your )(air is like a kelp forest. W)(at t)(e glub, Gamzee. *Fef marveled, using her other hand to pick her fingers free from the crazy wreathe of curls. It was kind of gross now that she was getting a closer look at it.* T)(ere's probubbly a w)(ole glubbing ecosystem in )(ere! AGAIN. *She added sharply for emphasis.*

GAMZEE: *He couldn't help but to smirk at her silly faces.* AT LEAST MY DUMBNESS DON'T SHOW THAT WELL, AS IT DOES ON OTHER CERTAIN ENTHUSIASTIC FISH. *He reached up to poke her nose, grinning.* like a beautiful kelp forest at the bottom of the sea, and it is in fact so beautiful and special, that you shouldn't be all trying with the water to make this important ecosystem vanish. *He sighed, looking forlornly into the air.*

FEFERI: Gamzee. *She stopped, her hand still stuck in his hair.*

GAMZEE: *He looked up at her, still sad, completely ignoring the fact that she was stuck.* FEFERI.

FEFERI: You can't escape your fate, Mister. You know exactly w)(at I'm talking about! *Finally, Feferi tugged her hand free but did manage to yank bits of hair in the process.*

GAMZEE: i have absolutely zero ideas about what you are talking about. *He winced and let out a very manly noise as Feferi freaking PULLED HIS HAIR OUT.* OWW! WHAT WAS THE MOTHERFUCKIN POINT OF THAT. *He rubs his head, frowning and making a lot of whiny noises.*

FEFERI: Because you're being a little wiggling pupa, is w)(y! *She scoffed, totally unimpressed by his complaints. She might not look it, but Feferi was having a lot of fun bullying him and bossing him around. It was a cathartic exercise for her, especially when Gamzee looked so pitiful. She just wanted to FUSS. Unfortunately, it would most likely take her new moirail some time to figure that out. At least while he was trying to figure out a way to escape from his date with the ablution trap. Feferi looked at him expectantly.* If you don't do it now, we're definitely doing it later. And I won't tell you w)(en. *She warned him and then grinned.* I'll just K--E-EL)(AUL you away and DRAG you if I )(ave to. Your c)(oice!

GAMZEE: *That "pupa" mention sent a painful jolt through his bloodpusher, but whatever pain he might be experiencing it didn't show on his face, as he just pouted childishly at her.* so you go straight to physical harm? dang sis, that be some cold shit right there. *He whined, rubbing his head a little more before letting his arms drop pathetically to his sides. He grimaced in horror at her, trying to scoot away from her on the bed.* OH NO. WE HAVE ALREADY DONE THAT MOTHERFUCKIN' THING MORE THAN ENOUGH. WE DON'T NEED A REPEAT. I AM ALL COOL AND CHILL WITH IT STAYING THAT WAY.

FEFERI: *Oh no. Feferi crawled after him threateningly.* So you're C)(ILL wit)( taking anot)(er s)(ower? Wit)(out fussing??? *It was more than she could ever expect but she was still laughing at him. This clown continually kept on underestimating how little respect Feferi had for personal boundaries. It was only a matter of how far he pushed her. She kept grinning.* I'm SO surprised you'd do t)(at for me!

GAMZEE: *HE SCOOTS AWAY FASTER.* that is not what i was saying and meaning and you know it. *He reaches the end of the bed, his eyes wide as there is no more bed to scoot on.* WELL SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU, SIS. *He grins sheepishly, giving her cheek a pap in apology.*

FEFERI: *She's crouched, ready to give chase around the block if she has to. Her face scrunches up when he paps her cheek and then-- Feferi catches him.* )(e)(e)(e! Suckafis)(! >38D *Suddenly, she launches herself at him and Gamzee is in a vacuum-tight headlock. No hopes of escaping.* Keel)(auling you away, it is!!!

GAMZEE: *OH SHIT. He squirms wildly, trying to get out of her grasp, but to no avail. She has the upper hand and WOAH. Headlock time, he tries flailing and prying her hands away from around his head.* i won't go back in there!

FEFERI: You )(ave too! Quit struggling!!! *Gamzee's fighting like hell, hands scrambling to try and break free but Feferi holds on tight. She wobbles on her feet when he thrashes but keeps her strength in check so as to not wring his neck on accident. That would be TERRIBLE.* COD JUST-- *Her voice barely raised a fraction when she hears it. The small computerized ping coming from her husktop on the other side of the room distracts her attention immediately.* W)(a-- *Her arms loosen around his neck for a millisecond, which happens to be all Gamzee needs to squirm free.* Clammit!

GAMZEE: *He kept struggling, fingers digging into her arms as he does, not hard enough to actually injure her, but he really struggling. The prospect of getting water on him AGAIN was really not appealing in the slightest.* I'LL STOP STRUGGLING ONCE YOU LET GO OF ME! *He complains loudly, starting to flail with his legs as well. THANK THE UNIVERSE for that ping, and he is out of her arms in a second, rolling off the bed and scurrying across the room, and jumps on top of the counter on the other side of the room. Watching her suspiciously, like a really insulted cat.*

FEFERI: *He moved ridiculously fast for a gremlin with polka dot pants. He looked the part too!* Ug)()()(. *Feferi groaned, dragging a hand over her face. Defeat had to be admitted, for now. Not that she'd ever say it aloud. She glared crossly at him as she made her way towards the laptop. One peek at the screen told her that apparently, it was an invitation to a memo hosted by Vriska. It had to be important. Probably THE most important memo so far!* T)(is isn't over! *She told him, sitting down cross-legged on the bed and clicking the acceptance.*

GAMZEE: *He adjusted on top of the counter, sitting on his butt with his knees in front of his face, lowering his head to watch her from just above said knees. He kept quiet for a moment, undoubtedly pouting, before speaking up, rising his head and grinning from ear to ear.* oh but it is. i have triumphed. *He stuck his tounge out at her, grinned, then quickly put his head back down to stare at her as she typed away at the computer. After a few moments of silence he finally spoke up.* WHAT'S UP?

FEFERI: *The only reason she let his taunting slide was because of the memo. Otherwise, there'd be hell to pay. Of course. She kept her eyes glued to the screen, the excitement growing and growing on her face until finally, she snapped the laptop shut. When she sprung ot her feet, Feferi's grin was wide enough to match his.* It's princess-saving-time! )(e)(e, time-princess-saving! Pffft! *She announced, setting the laptop down and practically jumping out of her shoes.* O)( cod, I )(ave to go!!

GAMZEE: *Gamzee watched her suspiciously as she kept typing and watching the screen. Maybe it was all an act to lull him into a false sense of security, and then pounce on him when he least expected it. He almost fell off the counter in surprise as Feferi sprang up.* woah! wait, okay. *He put a hand to his bloodpusher, he had nearly gotten a heart attack.* SHIT, REALLY? ALREADY? I MEAN, NO, THAT'S GOOD. *He jumps off of the counter, walking up to her.* you should most likely be already going, then. but. *He rubs the back of his head a little, looking at her with genuine concern.* BE CAREFUL, ALRIGHT?

FEFERI: W)(o me? I'm always careful! *She beamed at him, honestly touched by his concern. See, pale dating wasn't COMPLETELY terrible. Feferi could snuggle his face some more if a) he wasn't dirty as hell and b) she wasn't on the run.* I'll be fine, Gamglub! Let you know w)(en I come back from gutting t)(at stupid fis)(!!! *She scampered out of the door, the shower mission totally gone from her mind. Just another bone to pick with him later, she figured.*

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CC: *Feferi had only stepped inside her block for a second, her muscles still aching and sore from the epic strife with Brute McOgrebutt. All she needed was to lie down and wait for the pain to ebb, maybe nap a little. Unfortunately, before she could sink down into the inviting cool pile of blankets and pillows, the urgent pings of her messenger client called her attention. Her eyebrows furrowed and she frowned, realizing who it was.* Gamzee? *Oh god, what happened this time. Wasn't he supposed to be in Cornland? Ice cold worry and apprehension gripped her insides and it was enough to overlap the drag of exhaustion in her limbs. This was way more important. Forgetting her earlier plans, her feet carried her out of her block and headed straight for his.*

TC: *With juggling pin in one hand, and the tiny communication device in the other, Gamzee slowly lowered his hands. His eyes were fixed on a point on his bed, staring at something, or rather, something that was no longer there. For some reason it had snapped him out of his anger tantrum, at least long enough to actually form a coherent thought. His block was in absolute chaos. The shelves smashed and thrown around the room. His laptop giving off low electronic crackle noises from the fact that a juggling pin was smashed right through the screen (and was still there). There hadn't been much to wreck in here, really. He was rooted in his spot by the bed, eyes locked on the invisible spot on his bed, his breathing ragged as he waited.*

CC: *She didn't bother knocking. The blinking lights from the messages he had sent flashed in her mind and reminded her of the flashing white hot lasers she had dealt with not even twenty minutes before. Her gait was still stiff but it was nothing compared to how still she went with she swung his door open. The whole place was trashed, broken, all except for his bed miraculously. Her eyes immediately flew to the hunched figure of him slumped like a puppet doll missing its strings. His gnarled hands were still curled around the handles of his clubs and the only movement he showed was the heavy rise and fall of his shoulders when he breathed. How long had he sat there? She didn't ask. Silently, she moved in, not wanting anyone to catch her out in the hall and shut the door behind her. But she didn't approach him quiet yet, just stood with her back pressed up against the door, staring at him as if she was bracing herself to witness another explosion.* ...

CC: W)(at )(appened? *she asked minutely, her expression hard and watchful of his actions.*

TC: *His head turns half an inch in direction of the door as it opened, eyes still on the bed. He didn't move. So she came. What was he supposed to do now? Talk more about his goddamn feelings? There wasn't much to talk about on that front. He was just angry. He doesn't answer her question, but he finally speaks up after a long period of silence. His voice is flat, but it is tinged with frustration. It was the kind of voice people make right before they are about to cry, or scream, or both.* this here idiot just can't seem to get things right. no matter what i do, it always blows up in my face. *He raises the hand holding the club, his hand trembling, and he holds it in the air for a moment, as if he is about to smash it down on the bed. He doesn't. His arm only falls back down, still holding the pin.* HOW IS A SICKENING PIECE OF TRASH SUPPOSED TO REACT TO THAT NOISE? GO ALL FUCKING WICKED UP IN THIS BITCH AND SMASH IT ALL UP. *He drops the communication device to the floor, and he brings the free hand up into his hair.* but i'm so sick of it. sick of all of this grieveous shit.

CC: *It didn't take long for her to connect two and two together and her mouth thinned into a dull flat line at the realization. It didn't surprise her in the least, she knew it was bound to happen. It was just a matter of time and it's like she said before, it was better this way. There was a condensed thickness in his voice, one that was dangerous and told her that he wasn't done spilling out all the grief and pain he was holding inside. Amber eyes watched him raise the pin and drop it, making the fact even more obvious. Feferi moved before she could stop herself, not to hug or console him but to get her hand around his club, to strictly tug it out of his hand. There was no predicting whether he'd lash out at her but she did it anyway, her other hand resting on his knee to stop him. Just in case.* -Easy... *was all she said, carefully aiming to set it down on the ground beside them*

TC: *Like before, he stood like a living statue in the same spot as she approached him. Only when he noted her hand reaching out to him did he move. His entire body turning towards her in one sharp motion, a loud guttural noise coming from the back of his throat. His eyes were filled with so much anger and bile and hate they seemed to have darkened from their usual amber color. His mouth opened, about to spew some profanity no doubt, but he shut it as she spoke. His grip on the club loosened, and she could easily get it out of his hand. Gamzee turned back to look at the bed, like nothing had even happened.* THIS IS ALL I CAN DO. *He laughed stiffly, without any shred of humour.*

CC: *That's all she needed and it's all she wanted. She withdrew her hand from his knee and set the club aside, being careful to sit some distance away from him. Again, her side ached with the action but she paid it no mind. It was like approaching an untamed beast back home, one that was all pointed fangs, growls, and slitted eyes. But that's not all that he was, really. She knew when he spoke and she cast her eyes down, giving him something akin to privacy by not having to look at his face.* T)(is is all t)(at you )(ave done. *she corrects him mildly, her words low and cautious.* It's not -EV-ERYT)(ING t)(at you're capable of.

TC: *Her words only made him laugh more, although it was more of a snort this time around.* no, i'm capable of so much more. i can snuff out the life of people too. just like that. it's so easy. maybe that is what i should be doing. *The flatness of his voice seemed to falter as he spoke, it only getting increasingly frustrated.* I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHOULD BE DOING IN THIS SICKNASTY BUSINESS. *His arms are trembling. He just wants to punch something.* gone proper ruined everything is what i've been all doing so far. *He sucks in air sharply through gritted teeth, his head turning fully toward Feferi. His eyes are searching, as if some kind of answer would present itself on her face.*

CC: *She doesn't have an answer for him only the fearless look she gives back to him. She takes in the dark rage reflected at her with gritted nerves, like his anger and his hopelessness is a challenge for her to meet. One that she had been preparing herself to meet it as soon as she had begun thinking there was something she could do to change the course of things. Predict what he might do. Protect her friends, protect Gamzee. Everyone. No, she doesn't have an answer for him. No, she couldn't fix him with any few words.* So w)(at would you )(ave yourself do if you don't know t)(en? )(urt someone? Kill t)(em? Kill anybody w)(o crosses you? *she asked. She was careful usually but that's not what he needed now. He needed to hear it bluntly, the way someone with an open wound needed the harsh sting of disinfectant poured over torn, bleeding flesh.* It won't make your feelings go away, Gamzee. It won't fix anyt)(ing but prove all t)(e t)(ings people say about you. W)(at t)(ey fear about you and w)(at you fear about yourself t)(e most.

CC: It's not going to fix anyt)(ing. *she finished, watching his reactions*

TC: *His expression darkened from her words, and concentrated anger welled up in him once more. It made his skin prickle, like his anger was an electronic current that run through his entire body.*THAT WOULD BE THE MOTHERFUCKIN' EASY WAY, WOULDN'T IT? JUST FUCKING END ALL OF YOU WHILST LAUGHING ALL THE WAY. THIS IS WHAT YOU RAUCOUS LOT FUCKING EXPECT OF ME, ANYWAY! *He is screaming at this point, and he whirls his body to the side, then lashes out a powerful kick to the busted laptop on the floor. Said laptop is sent flying, and it smashes against the invisible wall. He whirls back to face Feferi.* so why not? let them all see what they want to. confirm that shit so fast. i can't even keep my calm on around him anymore, so what's the fucking use? i should just embrace this situation. *He watches her intently.* IT WON'T FIX ANY OF THE HAPS, BUT IF I DO THEN MAYBE I CAN GET ALL PERSONAL WITH SOMEONE WHO CAN DEAL WITH ALL OF THIS NOISE. *He takes a deep and shaky breath, clenching his fists.* i need someone to be able to stop me. *When he looks at Feferi this time, there is no anger, and the way he says the next word is delivered with crushing finality.* PERMANENTLY.

CC: *He screamed. Feferi saw it coming before he actually did it and she quickly drew herself to her feet as he sent the laptop flying. It cracked against a wall and she bared her teeth a little at the sound. He didn't have his weapons on him but he was still dangerous. So was she, even without the throbbing pain in her side. The seadweller stood her ground with narrowed eyes and clenched fists, ready to strife with him if that's where it came to. If it meant that he'd calm the hell down and let himself FEEL his anguish. Here she was, standing between him and the spiteful hatred threatening to overtake him. Gamzee was right. They COULD end it right now, it'd be so damn easy. Fef knew better than that, she didn't need to tell him. There was no other way. He was a wreck when he hissed at her, his breath heavy and despite the low tone of words, his eyes were bright with desperation. She goes quiet for a moment, letting the words sink in with the weight they carry.* T)(ere are so many people w)(o would just... take t)(e c)(ance and run wit)( it. Not deal wit)( it anymore. *With you, really, she would have said. She spoke with a bowed head, her voice a little above a murmur.* But it's not rig)(t. It's not t)(e rig)(t t)(ing to do, even if t)(e person is you. Nobody else would understand t)(at. T)(ey wouldn't care, t)(ey just... want t)(e pain to go away. *she sighs, her shoulders slumping a bit until she brings herself to look up at him again, the expression on her oval face pained.* But I understand, Gamzee. I really do. T)(at's w)(y... I can't let anybody actually do anyt)(ing. Not to you or you to t)(em. Just... *she trails off, rubbing at her arm. She had to give her hands something to do.* I )(ave to do everyt)(ing I can, no matter t)(e cost. If it means keeping everyone safe, you understand t)(at, rig)(t?

TC: *His body tenses as they stand there. He would have strifed with her if she had made a move to do so. Hell, he would have welcomed it. Anything to keep him from thinking, or dealing, with this whole mess. He was flip flopping between wanting to give up and wanting to prove everyone wrong, and it drove him nuts. His eyes widen somewhat at her words, his fists unclenching as she looks downwards. His face twists into a uncomfortable grimace.* there's a long list of people that want to take down the clown, and said clown is the first on the list. i just want to catch one of them breaks. *One hand goes to his face and he rubs his forehead and cheek with it, his expression frustrated and tired.* MAYHAPS IT IS THE WRONG THING TO DO, BUT IT LOOKS PRETTY MOTHERFUCKING APPEALING RIGHTS NOW. *He looks at her through his fingers, his mouth a thin line.* and what is it you can be doing, exactly? do you think you can stop me? your more condy self did a good job at it, at the tiniest of leasts. *His hand falls from his face and he shuts his eyes, trying to collect his thoughts. Some part of him knew what it was she was hinting at, or at least what he thought she was hinting at. He didn't want to go through with this again, but looking at his options, this was the least violent one. He did care about her, in a way, because she was all he had left. But if she did about him, he didn't know. He didn't know where this was all going. He opened his eyes slowly, looking at her with a pitiful expression.* I CAN GET MY FREAKING UNDERSTANDING ON ABOUT THAT, YEAH. LIKE YOU PROBABLY UNDERSTAND THAT I WILL DRAG YOU DOWN IN THE SHIT WITH ME.

CC: I know. *She answers him evenly, meeting his pitiful expression with her own. The anger that seemed so forceful on him was now diminished to an exhaustion that matched a ragged, half-starved dog. It was true, there were no other options for either of them. Feferi approached him with that knowledge, one hand raising. The distance between them closed but just barely, her hand hovering close by his head.* I don't care. *says gently*

TC: *His eyes went to her hand as she raised it. Earlier he might have snarled and slapped it away, or something much worse, but he was too exhausted at this point. This was what had to be done, whether they liked it or not. His eyes go back to look at hers, and her gentle voice makes the corner of his lips twitch upward.* THIS HERE GIRL BE TOO HARDCORE TO FUNCTION. *He chuckeled weakly, although it sounded more happy now, and he shifted his stance a little, leaning more toward her.*

CC: *She cards a cool palm into the wild mess of his hair, not doing much to comment on his half-hearted compliment. The tired smile rings a still kind of emotion in the pit of her blood pusher and that's when she brings his leaning self into a hug. She held him there, her arms curled loosely around his neck but not without affection. A sad kind of affection, the way she stroked his mane of hair.* We're going to be okay, Gamzee. *If she had anything to say about it, they would. She wanted so badly to believe that. For now, she just held him, her breathing calm and quiet just for him.*

TC: *He leans into her hand, letting out a soft sigh in gratitude. It seemed that, deep down, all he needed was someone who didn't push him away. He still seems surprised when she hugs him, but it is a good kind of surprised. He loops his arms back around her, resting his head against her as a soft whirring noise escaped his lips.* must be true, if it comes from you. *One thing he had learned was that Feferi usually was right about most things. Hopefully she would be right about this too. Her steady breaths and gentle hands made him finally relax, and it felt like all of his anger simply disappeared. He had experienced this exact feeling before, and it terrified him, but right now he was feeling especially brave,and he did not let go of her. He silently vowed to keep her safe. If he could do one fucking thing right, then it would be this.*

CC: *Hehehe, that rhymed. Oh but ow. Feferi glubbed in surprise as the arms looping around her middle reminded her pointedly of the soreness making up a good portion of her sides. She kept it together for the most part, really just wanting to hug him some more. Gamzee needed these hugs like plants needed sunshine, that much was obvious.* You are super, duper tired, Gamglub. *she said, squeezing at his shoulders a little* We can figure more about t)(is after you've taken a nap. )(ow does t)(at sound? *And a shower, too. But she'd bring that up whenever the moment presented itself. Hopefully soon.* Maybe you're )(ungry, guppyfis)(?

TC: *He moved his head away from her when she glubbed, one eyebrow raised quizzingly. Was /she/ ok? He really needed to get better at asking her about how she was feeling, it seemed to be a reoccuring theme in their interactions. He felt a pang of guilt.* I MIGHT NOT BE ALL ON THE WHIMSY TRAIN RIGHT NOW, BUT I WILL BE ALL DANDY SOON ENOUGH. ARE YOU ALRIGHT? *He held back a smile when she squeezed his shoulders.* naps are something that everyone should be enjoying, from my point of hearing. *He isn't that dirty. There is grass and dirt and some corn, but for the most part he is... Acceptable. He put a hand to his stomach, and it growled in response. When was the last time he had eaten? Was it the last time she had been in here? He couldn't recall. He shrugged his shoulders dismissively.* MAYBE A LITTLE. IT CAN BE PUT ON HONKADONKING HOLD FOR A WHILE LONGER.

CC: I'm fine! *waves her hand dismissively, rubbing her free hand along her side. Just walk it off, Peixes.* Just a liiittle bit sore from my strife wit)( t)(is massive -Elite brute guy from the Pillar of Fall game we played. It was reely somefin! *At the mention of a nap, she cast a doubtful eye around his trashed block. It wouldn't really do to let him stay in here by himself. The very least she could do was offer him a safer place, maybe. Preferably in her own block where nobody would bother him. She would just have to make sure to curve any visitors she might get. That would be dealt with later though.* Maybe you want to stay in my block? I mean, first of all it's cleaner in t)(ere and second of all, my reclining platform doesn't have a weird fruit stain on it, )(e)(e)(e. *she nodded with a giggle at the offending spot.* So reely, it's just one reason w)(y you s)(ould stay wit)( me. Or, u)(. *Her face felt a little pink at her choice of words.* In my block, rat)(er.

TC: *He raised the other eyebrow too. Elite brute, what? She really was hardcore.* you played another game? with brutes? *His eyebrows knitted together now, furrowed in thought.* AT LEAST THERE WAS NO MOTHERFUCKIN' MUSHROOM WATER. *He said optimistically, adjusting his arms around her in an attempt to find where he could keep his hands without brushing against any injuries. He looked up at her again, eyebrows raised so high they looked like they were going to launch themselves off his face. He let out a bemused chuckle, smiling crookedly up at her.* i would freaking love staying with you. *He paused, intentionally. Her face was cute with the hint of pink on it.* in your block. *He finished, grinning stupidly. Pale flirting game so strong, jesus Makara you are too thirsty, calm down.*

CC: *Ughghghgh. She could have smacked at his face for teasing her like that. And no way like it was working!!! He was just a big dumb silly clown. Just look at him. Gamzee was just lucky that she was in a relatively forgiving mood and only flared pink-tinted fins in the direction of his stupid grin. How the hell she was going to put up with him from now on was anybody's guess. Fef would have to pray to the horrorterrors on high for this one. She took him by the hand and tugged him to his feet with a very pouty look on her face.* Ug)(, just come on already! *Before she could go however, something on the ground caught her eye. The club. Oh yeah. Still holding his hand, she leaned down to pick it up, giving him an uncertain look.* Do you want to keep t)(is )(ere? Or...?

TC: *His grin only broadened when she flared her fins, like, come on Feferi you totally set yourself up for that one. With a "hoop" he was dragged along after her. He seemed to be doing a lot of that, getting dragged along by variying degrees of miffed fish ladies. His eyes went to the club, his mouth forming a tight line.* I SHOULD PROBABLY TAKE THOSE WITH ME, YOU NEVER KNOW WHO MIGHT BE COMING FOR A FIGHT. *He reaches for it, throwing a glance in direction of the other club lying on the floor, still lodged in the remains of the laptop screen. He should get that one too. Question is if Feferi would risk letting him have them.*

CC: *The grin on his face dropped like an anchor at port and they were met dealing with reality again. Vaguely, she wondered if there would ever be a time when they could just... Exist as they were and have fun without having to worry about things. Things like whether he should be caring around his strifing weapons. She didn't think it mattered whether he had the clubs or not, he'd still find a way to strife even if he didn't have them. If he wanted to. It didn't stop her eyes from boring onto him as he plucked the one from her hand and the other from the shattered laptop. She'd act like the brace binding his wounds sure but whether or not he healed and grew from it would be all up to him. It was a question to be answered another day. Fef took his hand back without much of another word besides:* Let's go.

TC: *He could feel her eyes on him when he picked up his juggling pins. He could understand why she would be skeptical, but surely a fucker was allowed to have a way to protect himself? At least efficiently. He could protect himself well enough. He captchalogued away the clubs, showing her his hands as if to prove he was unarmed, then grabbed hold of her hand when she took his. He felt hesitant for a brief moment, even if she said she didn't care, he still cared. If she got wrapped up in his situation it would mean the possibility of her getting hurt would skyrocket, and he didn't want to hurt more people. At least intentionally. He swallowed.* let's.

CC: *The next few moments happened quietly between the two of them. Once she made sure he was safe in her block, she absconded to collect more fruit for him to eat. And some for herself while she was at it. Were those strawberries? There it went, popping into her mouth with a sharp chomp. Yummm!! She came back to the cool security of her block, her skirt laden with food.* Make yourself comfortable! *she said, chewing as she climbed back into the pillow piles and blankets. To start this emergency sleepover, Feferi kicked off her swimming shoes and wiggled her toes out in front of her as she helped herself to more fruit. She was hungry!* Want some?? *she asked, offering him an apple.*

TC: *He had thrown himself onto her bed once they got there, stretching. It was much better than his own block, to be sure. It had been his own fault for messing up the place, but, yeah. He sighed as she left the room, him rubbing his face in frustration. Should he just straight up ask her if she wanted to get involved with a quad situation? He didn't know. He sat himself up when she came back, trying to look as nonchalant as possible.* DIDDLE DANG, GIRLIE YOU ARE EFFICIENT. *He whistled a long note, taking the apple from her.* thank you, i don't think i've put anything in this bod of mine for some time. *He takes a huge bite of the apple, then lies down on his back on the bed, one hand resting on the back of his head.* SO. *He took another bite of the apple. This was awkward. He cleared his throat.* tell me about the whole game situation, what went down? *Ah yes, perfect choice of topic, excellent Makara, good show.*

CC: *It was time for her to get comfortable too. At least after she finished the rest of the fake fruit salad. She was chowing down like nobody's business but she answered him with a thoughtful look upward.* W)(ale... Nepeta and Kanaya came looking for me to play the Pillar of Fall! We W-ER-E going to go to t)(e fas)(ion s)(ow game toget)(er but we need to finis)( t)(e games as sc)(oon as possible so we can bring Aradia back! So Pillar of Fall it was! *She screwed up her face thinking about all the guns, high tech, and annoying enemies.* It was NOT)(ING like we expected. A glubbing warzone reminnow-iscent of Alternia! I was pretty s)(ore we were done for, espes)(oally w)(en Kanaya )(acked up t)(at -Elite tank wit)( )(er c)(ainsaw! *She rambled on and on with her story, growing more animated and dramatic as she went on.* We s)(ot at t)(e guy and )(e )(ad t)(is )(UG----E GUN SWORD in )(is )(and t)(at )(e dropped because I s)(ot at )(is arm! *She grinned in satisfaction at the memory and totally didn't stop there. She moved her hands around, throwing all of her excited energy into this story telling* But Kanaya was rig)(t under )(im w)(en it fell and so I was like... O)( )(---ELL NO. T)(at's w)(en I... Pffft. I jumped forward and PICK--ED UP t)(e )(uge sword gun and turned it on him! It was so )(eavy, o)( my cod.

CC: I blasted )(im back on )(is big dumb ass and )(e pretty muc)(... BL---EW UP! 3:O

CC: And t)(rew me back, t)(at's )(ow I got t)(ese... U)(. *Wait a minute, she hadn't even checked how bad her sides looked. With a hesitant hand she lifted up at her diving skirt to inspect her upper thigh. Sure enough, it was darkened with bruises in places all along her hip and no doubtedly far into her bathing suit itself. Well no fucking WONDER she was in pain, holy shipwreck.*

TC: *He cringes at the mention of those two names, shifting uncomfortably as he takes another bite of his apple. Hopefully she hadn't noticed that. She seemed far too into telling her story to have, at least. He watched her with a bemused expression as she got more and more animated. This was at least half the show.* FASHION GAME, HUH. I WOULD ROCK THAT SHIT SO HARD, NO DOUBT. GOOD THING YOU TOOK THE SHOOTY ONE INSTEAD. LEAVE FASHION TO THE CHAMPS. *He laughs, continuing to listen. Wow, this was some really intense stuff. God. Rather some tank thing than himself. He shuddered. He would be happy if he never heard or saw that chainsaw ever again.* that all sounds pretty fucking intense, sis. *Casual sis drop. It kind of hurt knowing that he wouldn't be able to use the male equivalent of that for some time.* GUN SWORD? WHAT THE FRICKLE? WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THAT. *He shakes his head.* IT'S ALMOST TOO SILLY FOR EVEN THIS BARREL OF LAUGHS. *He gasps as she gets to the climax of her story.* holy mackerel! you must have looked like a bonafide hero up in there! you better have gotten some sick applause, you better have. *He trails off as she lifts her skirt, and he frowns at the sight of her bruises. He sits up on the bed again, looking at her.* HEY, LIKE. I'M NO KIND OF DOCTOR GUY, BUT THAT LOOKS KINDA BAD TO ME.

CC: You t)(ink so? *She asks with a curious tilt of her head before shrugging and tossing her skirt back into place.* I'm pretty s)(ore I've dealt wit)( MUC)( worse t)(an t)(is. You've never romped wit)( a giant sea monster mom before! *she flashed him a grin. This was her way of reassuring him that she was A-Ok and he didn't need to get his clowny self in a knot over her. She was fine!* I probubbly just need a nap and in no time, I'll be good as new! *She'd wiggle around at this point but for obvious reasons, she doesn't. Instead, Feferi just flops backwards, her dark hair spread out everywhere.* Glub glub glub!

TC: i think so. *His voice is serious for once, but he nods either way. She knows best if she is alright or not.* THAT, I HAVE NOT DONE EVER. AND I RECKON I SHOULD BE PRETTY FREAKING GRATEFUL FOR THAT FACT. *He flops backwards too, probably getting caught in her hair.* if you're sure. i won't be acting like some worrying replacement lusus. *He takes a deep breath, placing his hands on the sides of his mouth and lets out a loud "GLUB!". It felt good to shout. He laughed, letting his arms fall to his sides, just staring at the ceiling.*

CC: Glub!!! *She giggled and turned gingerly on her side to face him. Oh and tugged her hair out while she did. He was relaxed now and that was good. She figured that it'd be how they handled things because... She guessed she was handling these things now. Gamzee wasn't really much a guy for words so maybe it was one of those unspoken arrangements. If that's what this was. And it wasn't, she knew. Blub. Her eyes drifted closed and she hummed, relaxing into the blankets. This was actually the second time she was dozing off next to Gamzee. Probably the start of a reoccuring thing, most likely. She snorted at herself at the very thought. Just. Wow.*

TC: *He turned his face to look at her, smiling. He wanted to thank her again for everything she had done for him, but she probably already knew he was. At least she should. Last time he tried getting all sentimental she had taken her nos- Oh shit! He reaches out and "grabs" her nose between two fingers, then moves his hand back and puts his fingers on his own nose. He grins broadly. Got my nose back, fucking ace. He just watches her as she dozes off, this time he would watch over her.*

CC: *She slipping deeper into unconsciousness and barely felt it when two fingers grazed her nose. A whine of complaint bubbled out of her throat but she was too sleepy to do much else.* Sleep tig)(t, Gamzee. Glub... *she slurred, patting her hand out blindly for his wrist. Shh. Sleep. Zzz... She was out like a light, her hand still curled there on his.*

TC: *He held back his laughter when she complained, not wanting to wake her.* sleep well, sis. *He smiles and weaves his fingers into hers, holding her hand tightly. If anyone deserved a good rest, it was Feferi. He would stay there with her to make sure she was safe, and that he would be, too.*

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CC: Glub glub glub! Is t)(at w)(o I T)(INK it is? But no, it can't be. T)(e Kanaclam I know is a TOTAL reefcluse, t)(ere is no way s)(e'd venture out -EV-ER.

CC: Someone needs to put a glubbing bell on )(er or somefin! Stat!

GA: I Sense The Use Of Sarcasm

CC: W)(at t)(e glub is sarcasm?

GA: Sarcasm Is What Humans Do When They Say Something They Dont Really Mean In Order To Exaggerate How Ridiculous They Actually Believe It To Be

CC: Wow! You're reely informed about t)(is subject!

CC: Of glubbing course I know w)(at sarcasm is. Do you t)(ink I live wit)( my )(ead buried in t)(e sand??

GA: Well You Did Live Under The Sea

GA: Which Is Kind Of Like Having Your Head Buried In The Sand

CC: Tec)(nically... But it doesn't mean I'm not educated in t)(e finer met)(ods of verbal repartee. Just ask -Eridan! 3:)

CC: )(ow are you doing??? I )(aven't seen you in FOR---EV-ER. Too long! Probubbly an -ET-ERNITY.

GA: Yes Its Probably Been An Eternity

GA: Despite Our Incredibly Advanced Age I Am Doing Well

GA: What About Yourself

CC: I am doing GR----EAT!!! Pretty muc)( -EXCIT-ED to be alive and not sprited anemore!

CC: )(APPY AS A CLAM.

CC: T)(AT'S M-----E!!! 3:D

GA: Dare I Ask If You Have A Particular Reason To Be As Happy As A Clam

CC: Because plans are being are set in m-ocean and SC)(OON Aradia will be back in our group! I don't know about you but I t)(ink t)(at's a good enoug)( reason to be estatic.

GA: That Is An Excellent Reason To Be Ecstatic

CC: )(aven't you been keeping up wit)( t)(e )(ub gossip? For s)(ame, Glubnaya!

GA: I Know

GA: Ive Really Fallen Out Of The Loop

GA: Its Disgraceful

GA: If Only There Were Some Kind Of Convenient Website Where People Post Things About Other People

GA: And I Could Just Read Them And Doubt Their Veracity But Enjoy Their Convenience And Scandalousness

CC: OR... You could just KNOCK on people's doors and ask t)(em to )(ang out. And pass t)(e gossip around via word of mout)( like a NARW)(AL person.

CC: Normal, too. T)(at one was kind of a stretc)(.

GA: Dont Worry I Got It

GA: Would You Like To Give Me Mouth To Mouth Feferi

GA: Gossip That Is

CC: I will BR----EAT)(-E in t)(e social life back into you if it's t)(e last t)(ing I do.

CC: But o)( my cod, t)(at analogy reely got away from you t)(at time too. W)(at t)(e s)(ell, Krabnaya??

CC: I'm SO OFF-END-ED.

GA: Why Are You Off-End-Ed

CC: Because I feel like being overdramatic and I t)(ink pretending to be offended at your poorly executed wordplay is t)(e fun way to go about it.

CC: Unlike -EXPLAINING IT w)(ic)( is t)(e boring way to do it.

GA: Im Sorry

GA: I Wont Ask You To Explain Again

CC: T)(anks, Kelpnaya. You totally sucked t)(e fun out of it. Jeez.

GA: I Am Very Skilled At That

GA: And Also Sucking Other Things

GA: Ha Ha Ha

GA: Wait

CC: O)( my cod.

GA: I Was Referring To A Different Thing Than What It Probably Sounded Like I Was Referring To

CC: S)(ould I say somefin? I don't t)(ink I s)(ould.

GA: Dont Say Anyfin

CC: SOM---EBODY is up to t)(eir nonexistant landdweller gills wit)( innuendos.

CC: But t)(at's none of my business.

GA: Do Not Spread This

GA: Its Not Worthy Of The Holy Rumor Mill

CC: I won't glub a single word! But reely, w)(at t)(e glub is up??

GA: Nothing Really

GA: I Havent Been Very Active In This Environment Yet

CC: APPAR-ENTLY. People could be )(aving a use for your involvement and opinions in stuff, you know!

GA: Do You Have A Use For My Involvement And Opinions In Stuff Right Now

CC: W)(ale, first I wanted to say )(I to you but obviously t)(at's a glubbing crime and wort)(y of your sus-fis)(-ions. I can't imagine W)(Y.

CC: I'm a totally frondly troll! I won't bite!!! Promise. 3:)

GA: Its Not Your Bite I Worry About

GA: Would You Like To Hang Out Then

CC: Yea)( s)(ore!!! T)(at would be OPTIMAL. I'm out )(ere in t)(e common room, you s)(ould make your way over. T)(e )(ermit crab you are.

GA: I Will Scuttle Over Shortly

CC: Yay!!! 3:D

-- gelidAdjudication [GA] began trolling captivatingClamency [CC]  --

GA: *She closes her laptop, adjusts her clothing, and walks out the door and in it again, this time through to the common room. Still a weird and disorienting factor of their everyday lives.*

CC: *Feferi sat cross-legged on one of the common room couches. Her laptop was open in front of her but as soon as she got the confirmation from Kanaya, she shut it closed, staring with bright expectant eyes for the jadeblood to show up.*

CC: *When's the last time they talked??? Probably when she died. Kind of awful terms to leave a person. Just a little. As she spots her, her face lights up and she waves her over, louder than necessary.* )(---EY!!!

GA: *She's similarly excited to see Feferi, although in a more subdued fashion. She picks up the pace and strides across the room, baring her fangs in a smile.*

GA: Hello

CC: It's been a w)(ile!!! *has no problem jumping to her feet, almost knocking her laptop over to crush Kanaya into a hug. It's more like she's wrestling her into a hug really, given their height difference.* -Eeeee!!!

GA: *Kanaya handles the hug with grace, taking a step back to keep her balance and holding Feferi back tightly.*

GA: Its Nice To See You Again

CC: I'll say! W)(en t)(e glub did you get so tall?? *she grins up at her with enough enthusiasum to eclipse the sun*

CC: It's like you s)(ot up like a tree! Totally not fair.

GA: You Dont Blame The Trees For Shooting Up Like Trees

GA: Why Are You Blaming Me

CC: I don't know! Maybe because you can defend yourself and possibly feel bad about it? *Yep that's probably the bluntest of ways to put it.* So it means I can make fun of you for it!

GA: Thats Some Interesting Logic

CC: You're asking some real glubbing questions, Kanayac)()(t. And all I wanted to do was )(ang out, cod. *she sniffs, jokingly and spins around on one heel back towards the couch*

GA: *She releases Feferi gently and sits down on the couch where Fef had previously been sitting.*

GA: Why Are You So Defensive Feferi

GA: Do You Have Something To Hide

GA: *She lifts one eyebrow suggestively.*

CC: )(up!!! *sit bounces over to the opposite end and proceeds to lounge there, very lady like*

CC: *shrugs a lot* It's not about me being defensive... It's about you not taking a joke! DU)(.

CC: Also, you really suck at the teasing t)(ing. I'm not s)(ore anybody's told you before.

GA: Ah I See

GA: *She pretends to take a note down.*

GA: In The Future Ill Attempt To Remedy That Aspect Of My Personality

GA: I Would Like To Take All The Jokes

CC: Not t)(at I'm going to mention you sucking t)(ings again! You mig)(t get the wrong glubbing idea or somet)(ing. *snickers*

CC: W)(en's t)(e last time you came out of your room?

GA: Its A Little Difficult To Measure Time Here

GA: Who Can Say

GA: *She looks away, shrugs.*

CC: But it's been a w)(ile, rig)(t?

CC: )(e)(e, )(ermit crab.

CC: ...

CC: *They go quiet which is not tolerable for Fef. She plays with a strand of her hair, intending on breaking the quiet.* So...

CC: T)(is void, )(u)(? W)(at t)(e glub is up wit)( it?? I t)(ink t)(ere are stars sometimes?? I )(eard t)(at from Roxy.

CC: I )(aven't )(ad t)(e time to c)(eck for myself!

GA: Me Neither

GA: We Could Check Now

GA: It Would Suggest That We Are In An Actual Universe

GA: Perhaps Subject To Some Of The Same Rules As Our Old Universe

GA: Or It Could Just Be Another Farce Meant To Lure Us Into A False Sense Of Security

CC: Maybe??? *frowns, totally baffled by that theory* I don't t)(ink it means anyt)(ing t)(oug)(.

CC: I'm reely just using t)(e subject to break t)(e ice sort to speak. You're reely quiet, you know!

CC: *looks at her with a degree of curiosity, for the first time wondering what happened to her after the whole... hopesplosion.*

GA: Oh Sorry

GA: *She smiles at Feferi again.*

GA: What Else Have You Done Since We Arrived Here

GA: Have You Participated In Any Of The 'Games'

CC: Yea)(!!! I was in t)(e first team t)(at tried t)(em out!!! *unblinkingly takes the bait of subject changes*

GA: How Was That

CC: It's a long story but all in all, we were TOTALLY was)(ed out. But at least, Vriska )(as a t)(eory about w)(y t)(at was... *scratches her chin*

CC: W)(ic)( makes sense, I t)(ink!

GA: What Is Her Theory

CC: We )(ave to beat t)(e rest of t)(e games in t)(is level before we can save t)(e princess!!! Or rat)(er. Our time player princess. 3:)

CC: It's going to be V---ERY exciting. We're almost t)(ere!

CC: And speaking of w)(ic)(... Nepeta and I were talking and we decided t)(at you would be a GR---EAT candidate to kelp us put toget)(er a "Welcome back to t)(e land of t)(e living" party for Aradia!

CC: *talks about a million miles a minute, her goggleless face high with animation and excitement*

GA: I Would Love To Put Together A Welcome Back To The Land Of The Living Party For Aradia

GA: We Could Sync The Color Scheme With Her Preferred Shades Of Red And Black

GA: Maybe I Can Get Streamers From Somewhere

CC: Yea)(!!!! We bot)( t)(oug)(t you would. )(e)(e)(e.

CC: O)(!!! T)(at also reminds me!

CC: You're t)(e first person I'm asking t)(is so B--E )(onored. *sticks her tongue out playfully* Would you like to come play one of t)(e games wit)( me? I'm getting a team toget)(er to go c)(eck out t)(at R---E-ELY cool fas)(ion game -Eridan, Karkat, and Vriska played not too long ago.

CC: It's like a dress up game! Wit)( a catwalk, fas)(ion s)(ow, and -EV-ERYT)(ING.

CC: If someone gets a perfect score, t)(ey get to take clot)(es )(ome.

CC: O)( my cod, it's SO -EXCITING. I want to c)(eck it out!!

CC: PL---EAS-E!!! *gives her great big pleading fishy eyes*

GA: *Her eyes light up. Not like they used to. But they do light up. She shifts in her seat and leans forward slightly, lacing her fingers together.*

GA: Yes

CC: *wiggles around and kicks her feet in excitement* Yesss. Now I just need to ask more of t)(e girls! We ALL need a glubbing break in t)(is. Plus, it'll be fun!

GA: It Sounds Relatively Un Life Threatening

GA: Who Else Are You Going To Ask

CC: O)( no! Apparently t)(ere are creepy mannequins t)(at sound super bossy and rude... O)(!

CC: Probubbly Nepeta and Terezi!

GA: Excellent Choices

GA: Nepeta Is Very Avant Garde In Her Choice Of Dress

GA: And Terezi Will Lick All The Clothing

GA: Which Will Have A Lot Of Comedic Value

CC: I t)(ink it'd be fun to invite t)(em! T)(ey bot)( seem kind of down and P---ER)(APS it's just t)(e t)(ing t)(ey need. *beams because this works out so well in her mind. Nothing can go wrong at all.*

GA: *Kanaya is just glad that she didn't suggest inviting either Vriska or Rose."

GA: What Was That About Mannequins Though

GA: Are They Likely To Attack

CC: W)(ale... Vriska didn't say t)(at t)(ey would. Just t)(at they're bossy and kind of rude about dispensing our monetary prizes.

CC: But it's nofin we can't take, rig)(t?? Still )(ave your trusty c)(ainsaw?

GA: Of Course

GA: I Would Be Happy To Chop Up Some Mannequins So Long As The Clothes Remain Undamaged

CC: Ug)( and Vriska's clot)(es were SO cool... *stares off kind of misty eyed as she recalls the pirate ensemble*

GA: What Did They Look Like

GA: *She is expressing only a polite interest since she is still miffed at Vriska.*

CC: It was like t)(is reely cool pirate get-up, wit)( like red and black and a JACK---ET and o)( my cod, t)(ere's no way I would be able to explain it properly. *gushes* I was SO jellyfis)(, you )(ave no idea.

CC: I love my skirt, don't get me wrong but I also )(ad a LOT of fun wearing t)(at pink admiral outfit back in t)(e dreambubbles.

CC: Variety's t)(e spice!

GA: Yes Itll Be Fun To Change Things Up A Little

GA: I Always Wondered What My God Tier Outfit Would Have Been Had I Had The Luck To Die In An Opportune Place

CC: )(mm... I'm pretty s)(ore t)(ere were versions of you from alternate timelines t)(at made it to god-tier. *tilts her head, trying to remember* But I can't reely say exactly.

CC: T)(ere was t)(at one friend of Meena)('s t)(oug)(. Remember? T)(e Serket girl? I forgot )(er name...

CC: S)(e was t)(e Sylp)( of her session! 3:o

GA: Oh Yes

GA: Aranea

GA: She Was Certainly Interesting

CC: Did you get to meet )(er?

GA: Not Personally

GA: I Did See Her From Afar

CC: W)(at was s)(e like??

GA: A Little Conceited I Thought

GA: Very Well Put Together

GA: Until Later When She Was Revealed To Be An Evil Mastermind

CC: Pffffft. WOW. W)(at a glubbing s)(ocker. Did nobody sea t)(at coming?? Nobody at all?

CC: I swear to cod...

GA: She Wore Skater Skirts And Had A Bob

GA: Her Disguise Was Perfect

CC: *brings her hand up to laugh* T)(at goes to s)(ow t)(at you can't judge people by t)(ier appierances alone!

CC: Let's instead judge people by t)(eir probability of turning out to be evil masterminds. T)(at's a wave better idea if you ask me.

GA: How Exactly Do You Measure That

CC: Ask t)(em outrig)(t and sea )(ow long t)(ey evade t)(e question. Obviously.

CC: Pffft, w)(y are you asking me?? I don't )(ave experience wit)( t)(is kind of t)(ing!

GA: Really

GA: If Youre Judging People By Their Probability Of Turning Out To Be Evil Masterminds

GA: Shouldnt You Be Asking These Questions

CC: *raises her eyebrows* So w)(at? Are YOU t)(e evil mastermind in t)(is session? Sorry, Kan...arw)(al but I don't t)(ink you're very scary.

CC: *Shut up Feferi you died before you got to see the vengeful vampire chainsaw show*

GA: *She smiiiiiles threateningly.*

GA: No Good Evil Mastermind Appears Frightening At First

CC: *She stares at her for a second, the finishing crumbs filling up the space between them.* ...

CC: *Before a rather obnoxious laugh bubbles up from her throat in one great big PFFFFFT.*

CC: T)(at's a GOOD one, Glubnaya. O)( my coooood, I don't t)(ink I can feel my gills!! *slaps her knee, chortling*

GA: *She just arches one eyebrow. Well, it was true of Aranea.*

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e!!! -Everyone is SUP---ER SCAR--ED of you, I can't imagine why!

GA: *The eyebrow inches higher.*

GA: Who Is Super Scared Of Me

CC: It must be t)(e way you fumble wit)( weird suggestions. Yea)(, t)(at's dolp)(inately it. *very pleased with herself. Wow she missed mocking people. How long has it been.*

CC: Nobody!!! T)(at's t)(e joke! *grins at her like hello this is obvious*

GA: Are You Sure

CC: *waves her hand off dismissively* Yep! I mean ---EV--ERYBODY knows t)(at you're more bark t)(an you are bite and I bet if you DID bite, it'd be like. A glubbing pinprickle. Wouldn't even feel it! *She's talking out of ignorance mostly, she has NO idea what Kanaya is capable of.* I mean, Y----EA)( you c)(ainsawed Tavros's legs and all. But you )(AD to do t)(at, rig)(t?

GA: Yes

GA: *She has realized at this point that Feferi has noooo idea.*

GA: You Are Probably Right

GA: Everything I Did I Did Because I Had To

CC: Yep, I remember t)(at very clearly. *taps her chin, recalling the huge wave of brown blood prior to obaining his robo legs*

CC: It's an admirabubble quality, to say t)(e least!

GA: Ha Ha Ha

GA: Thank You

CC: You're welcome! I'm glad t)(at you )(ave t)(e guts to not only c)(ainsaw people's legs off but to also accept compliments!

CC: )(e)(e)(e, some people I know just )(AV---E to use it to finflate t)(eir glubbing egos. Like... Compensating for muc)(??

GA: Are You Referring To Someone In Particular

GA: Given That There Are Only Twenty People Left You Could Be Referring To

CC: I could be reeferring to a lot of people. *smiles slyly like she knows something Kanaya doesn't. But really she should shut up.* Could be anybody!

CC: Not t)(at I t)(ink it matters. It was reely just one big generalization anyway. *shrugs*

GA: Well I Am Glad I Dont Fall Into That One Big Generalization

GA: I Appreciate Your Compliments

CC: )(e)(e)(e, s)(ore! Anywaaay... *says with a drawl of her voice. She reaches over to pluck the laptop between them and stuffs it into her inventory.* I s)(ould probubbly go try to find Sollux! Or Nepeta or Terezi too! W)(oever comes first.

CC: I'll be s)(ore to bug you again w)(en I've got t)(e team assembled, okay? *hops to her feet with the intent of scrambling off to her block*

CC: Try not to stay too anti-so-s)(ell!!!

CC: *Absconds before Kanaya can fit a word goodbye like the mannerly brat she is. No regrets, Feferi. No regrets.*

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CC: You're online! 3:O

TC: of course i am online, i am such a friendly guy that totally needs to be online at all times so that every single

TC: MOTHERFUCKING CHUM

TC: can talk to me at all times.

TC: SORRY, THAT WAS NOT A VERY CHILL GREETING TO SEND OUT TO THE WORLD.

TC: let me rephrase that.

TC: YES HELLO.

TC: what is happening?

CC: I'm just SAYING, I didn't sea you around before. And it's coral, Gamglub! )(i, yourself.

CC: Just c)(ecking up on you, I guess. Makoing s)(ore you're still in one piece and everyt)(ing.

TC: YEAH, I KNOW. SORRY. BEEN QUITE BUSY WITH FARMING THESE CORNIES. GOT SO MUCH CORN.

TC: and so much fish.

CC: FIS)(, you say?

CC: Tell me...

CC: You're not joking.

TC: WELL FUCKLE. I'M DOING JUST PEACHY. STILL IN ONE PIECE AND EVERYTHING.

TC: i would never joke about something as serious as fish.

TC: SEARIOUS? YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

CC: Don't you -----EV-ER mot)(erglubbing joke about fis)(, Mr. Makarp. T)(is is S----EARIOUS business of t)(e severe kind!!!

TC: i joke about a lot of things, but this is one thing that i would most definitely not joke about.

TC: THEY ARE ALL HERE. THE FISHY GANG. IN A LITTLE PILE OF FRIENDSHIP AND ALSO DEATH.

CC: You're breaking my pump muscle, Gamzee... I can't B----ELI-EV-E you actually did it! 3:D

CC: YOU FOUND FIS)(!!!!

CC: T)(IS IS SO ----EXCITING! O)( my glub.

TC: don't get your hopes up too soon, i mean, i still have no clue how to escape this broken cornfield of stalks.

TC: SO I DON'T KNOW IF YOU WILL ACTUALLY EVER GET THESE SAID FISH.

TC: so i suppose mentioning at all was a bad move.

CC: My )(opes will always be up for t)(is subject in particular. Do I )(ave any regrets? Nope. None w)(at so glubbing ever.

TC: WELL, THAT'S GOOD. KEEP THE HOPE UP IN YOUR MIND AND SOUL AND BOD. AT ALL TIMES. FEEL THAT HOPE. SO FUCKING INTENSE.

TC: on another completely different note.

TC: WHAT IS UP WITH YOUR LITTLE SMILE FACES?

CC: My faces?

TC: they are less. big and round. in the globe department.

CC: O)(! You mean my goggles! 3:)

TC: YES, THAT IS THE THING I MEANT WITH THESE INQUIRIES.

CC: T)(ey're currently NOT on my face rig)(t now actually. I'm just being consistant wit)( it!

CC: Glubbing SU----E me.

TC: dangle. you sure are committed to the continuity of the smiles.

TC: THERE SHALL BE NO SUING. ONLY LITTLE GASPS AND NODS OF UNDERSTANDING AND ENLIGHTENMENT.

TC: about goggles.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e)(e! I'll get t)(em back eventually! W)(enever I t)(ink Sollux )(as slept enoug)( for me to go looking for t)(em.

TC: UNLESS HE HAS SOLD THEM ON THE DARKEST OF BLACK MARKETS FOR SOME...

TC: i don't know. bees.

CC: O)( my cod, )(e wouldn't do t)(at! My goggles are ON-----E of a kind!

TC: SORRY, I'M NOT REALLY IN MY USUAL ZONE OF CHILLITUDE AND TOTAL CALMNESS RIGHT NOW.

TC: because that is usually how i am, calm and chill and not flipping shit in every direction.

CC: U)( o)(.

TC: THIS MOTHERFUCKER DO BELIEVE THAT THAT WOULD ONLY MAKE SAID GOGGLES MORE VALUABLE.

CC: Can I ask w)(at's wrong?

TC: you can ask, but there is no guarantee that this clown is going to answer.

TC: THAT SPESIFIC QUESTION.

CC: Do you want to answer or do you not know )(ow? T)(ere's a difference, you know.

TC: i think talking about said thing, which should not be spoken of, is something neither of us would want to get all up and involved with.

TC: WHAT I AM SAYING IS THAT I DON'T THINK IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA FOR ANYONE, TO EVER OPEN A MOUTH TO SPEAK OF THE THING. OR PUT A FINGER ONTO THE WORDKEYS TO WRITE OF THE THING.

CC: It's not like avoiding it would be a better option )(ere. 3:/

CC: It's okay. I'm reely asking wit)( not)(ing but earnesty )(ere, I promise.

CC: Ot)(erwise, would I even bot)(er?

TC: allow me to pretend that what you are saying does not even make sense to my mind in the slightest, and continue to be an elusive and mysterious clown, by saying that

TC: I JUST REALLY FUCKED UP THE WHOLE APOLOGIZING THING.

CC: Wit)( Roxy or...?

TC: on a numbery scale from one to ten, it is a negative fourty two.

TC: NOT ROXY.

CC: O)(.

TC: if it was roxy. it would be a very shouty roxy with nubs on her head and black sweaters filled with rage.

CC: You mentioned Karkat before, yea)(.

TC: HOW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS KARKAT.

TC: i need to work on my elusive skills.

TC: FUCK.

TC: you didn't hear it from me.

TC: IT WAS JUST SILENCE. SILENCE OF THE CORN.

CC: It's really okay, Gamgills. It was just somet)(ing t)(at slipped out t)(e last time we were talking! It's not really a big deal from my end.

CC: But it is to you, obviously. 3:(

TC: it seems that nothing can really become a deal that is big enough to make you throw your hands in the air and walk away with the speed of light.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e, nope! Not at t)(is point in time. Not after everyt)(ing we've all gone t)(roug)(.

CC: Rig)(t now, I'm lending you bot)( my earfins to listen if you want to talk about it t)(oug)(.

TC: WHY ARE YOU-

TC: look, let us not beat around all of the bushes here, i know that you know and you know that i know that you know what i did.

TC: WHY ARE YOU EVEN FUCKING BOTHERING WITH SENDING WORDS IN MY DIRECTION?

TC: and ears, for that matter.

CC: You really want to know?

CC: I'm telling you Gamglub, I'm not going to )(old back on t)(is.

CC: Brace yourself wit)( a deep breat)(e and a )(onk!

CC: It's because... you need it. I t)(ink. And I don't t)(ink it's a total crime t)(at you do. T)(at's me being super straig)(tfoward wit)( you.

TC: I WOULD LIKE TO MOTHERFUCKING KNOW, BECAUSE I WOULD RATHER FUCKING KNOW IF YOU ARE UP TO SOMETHING AND BEING ALL SNEAKY AND SHIT UP IN THIS BITCH. IF YOU GOT A PROBLEM YOU JUST FUCKING GLUB THE WORD AND LET US LEAVE IT AT THAT.

TC: oh.

TC: I CAN SAFTELY SAY THAT ON MY LITTLE SHITLIST OF THINGS I WAS EXPECTING. THAT WAS NOT ONE OF THEM.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e! Your s)(itlist isn't t)(e only t)(ing t)(at exists in t)(e world of expecting t)(ings from people! Du)(.

TC: well i can see that now.

CC: 3;)

TC: LOOK. I DON'T FUCKING KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING. IT IS GOOD TO JUST LAY OUT ALL OF MY SHIT AT YOUR FEET AND LISTEN TO YOU BE ALL "THAT SHIT AIN'T SO BAD", BUT AT THE SAME TIME

TC: it is not.

TC: BECAUSE SENDING MY MOTHERKICKING EMOTIONAL LOADS EVERYWHERE IS NOT SOMETHING THAT SHOULD BE A THING.

TC: just look at what happened to the fish.

TC: THAT EMOTIONAL LOAD MADE THEM TURN BELLYSIDE UP.

CC: W)(at )(appened wit)( t)(e fis)(?

CC: O)(.

TC: but also made their heads explode.

CC: Pfffft. O)( my cod.

TC: MOSTLY HEAD EXPLODING.

TC: from clubs.

TC: SO WHAT I AM SAYING IS DON'T BE THAT FISH?

TC: but mostly i am just saying a lot of words.

TC: HONK.

CC: I understand w)(at you mean, Gamzee. But... I don't t)(ink it's fair t)(at w)(ile t)(e rest of t)(e group )(as to work toget)(er towards t)(is common goal of defeating t)(is game, all t)(ey're doing is letting you stay locked in a never-ending field of corn.

CC: I'm not s)(ore w)(at t)(ey t)(ink is going to )(appen. T)(at you're going to disappear and cease to exist?

CC: T)(at's not )(ow t)(ings work. We bot)( know t)(at.

TC: i might not cease to exist, but i can cease being all up in everyone's grill.

TC: BUT THAT IS NOT REALLY FIXING THINGS, AND BEING A GOOD GUY AND APOLEGETIC AND ALL THAT.

TC: just staying in cornland, i mean.

TC: ON A PERMANENT BASIS.

CC: You t)(ink so? Because you're dolp)(inately not a part of our team? T)(e game doesn't seem to care. You're still )(ere wit)( us, w)(et)(er anybody wants you to be or not.

CC: T)(at's including yourself.

CC: T)(at's t)(e trut)( of t)(e matter. -Eventually you're going to come out of t)(ere because we all need to move forward.

CC: All of us. -Even you.

TC: everything suddenly getting really real here.

TC: NOT SAYING THAT THE REALITUDE IS FALSE, BECAUSE IT IS REAL.

TC: i just don't like hearing it.

TC: BUT MAYBE I MOTHERFUCKING NEEDED TO.

CC: I know. Nobody likes )(earing it.

TC: i can see why.

TC: SHIT.

CC: I'm just... worried about everyone, Gamglub. 3:(

TC: well if you are worried about everyone, you should be less worried about me.

TC: AND MORE WORRIED ABOUT THEM. AS I CAN'T FUCKING DEAL WITH MY OWN SELF SITUATION.

TC: punching pink ladies and corn and fish.

CC: I know exactly w)(at you're capable of, Gamzee. I'm not talking to you t)(roug)( rose-colored goggles )(ere.

CC: T)(is is w)(y it's very important t)(at you talk to me. T)(at we TRY to figure out a solution toget)(er.

TC: YOU'RE NOT WEARING ANY, SO HOW COULD YOU?

TC: i'm just saying.

CC: -Exactly, )(e)(e)(e. 3:P

TC: WAIT. WHAT EXACTLY IS IT YOU ARE SAYING?

TC: what with the togethers.

TC: DID I NOT TELL YOU ABOUT THE FISHY THINGS.

TC: do not be the fish.

CC: I am a glubbing fis)(. I'm ALWAYS going to be a glubbing fis)(, Gamzee. Just like you're always going to act like t)(e fis)(erman! T)(at isn't going to c)(ange even if I swim to t)(e ot)(er side of t)(e pond and forget t)(at you exist!

CC: T)(is metap)(or is going crazy but at least, maybe it'll )(elp you understand w)(at I mean.

TC: THAT METAPHOR WAS PROBABLY THE FIFTH CRAZIEST THING I HAVE EVER WITNESSED.

CC: )(e)(e)(e, s)(ut up! You started it.

TC: i suppose i did. better step down my game on the metaphores unless i want everyone to not be able to have a regular old conversationtalk.

CC: I like your conc)(versationtalk. Your dialoguebabbles. Your... mutterwords?

CC: Yes, t)(at works. 3:)

TC: TAKING OFF MY PRESIDENT OF THE METAPHOR CLUB JACKET AND LEAVING IT ON THE FLOOR.

TC: only mutterwords now.

CC: Glub glub glub.

TC: OR GLUBBYBLUBS, THAT WORKS TOO.

CC: 3:D!

TC: glub glub glub.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e)(e! )(onk!

TC: OH DANG SIS. GOTTA BE CAREFUL WITH THAT KIND OF NOISE!

TC: not everyone can handle the honks.

CC: Nope. T)(at's w)(y it'll stay between us for now.

TC: ARE YOU SAYING YOU ARE TAKING ALL OF THE HONK PRIVILEGES?

TC: dang girl.

CC: You don't )(ave a say in it! Just TRY to stop me.

TC: I WASN'T GOING TO TRY TO TAKE A SINGLE LITTLE WHISPER OF A HONK AWAY FROM YOU. JUST GOING TO DUMP THE FISHIES BACK INTO THE LAKE.

TC: which has nothing to do with you taking the honks at all.

CC: Are you sulking? You better not be sulking.

TC: AND WHAT IF I HAPPEN TO BE THE SULKIEST OF MOTHERFUCKING SULKERS?

CC: T)(en I'll )(ave to... Make a funny face at you and I don't want to )(ave to do t)(at. >:I

TC: right, right, right. i doubt your face would be able to pull into anything that funny, anyway.

TC: FUCKING MIC DROP! CHALLENGE OUT THERE.

CC: Just try me. I'm puffing my c)(eeks as we speak!!!

TC: that is what your words are saying, but these eyes ain't seeing no faces from in here.

CC: Come closer, Gamzee. I don't t)(ink you're seaing it rig)(t.

CC: ...

CC: Got your nose! 3:oD

TC: OH SHIT! WHY DOES EVERYONE ALWAYS GET MY NOSE? GOTTA STAPLE THAT SHIT ON.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e!!! You'll never catc)( me!

TC: i have it on good authority that i am good at catching things. let us put that authority to the ultimate test of things. stay where you are. or not. i shall find my nose either way.

CC: Ooo)(. I'm s)(aking in my waters)(oes. >3:o)

TC: YOU BETTER BE. I AM LOOKING AT A RATHER DOORISH OBJECT AS WE SPEAK.

CC: Woa)(! Really?? You're coming out?

TC: may be the haps that is the haps.

CC: I'll meet you )(alfway t)(en!

– captivatingClamency [CC] ceased trolling temulentCachinnation [TC] at 14:03

TC: *Gamzee shoves the tiny communication device into his pocket after sending that message. Armed with dead fish in one hand, he steps towards the door that had appeared soon after he reached the 3/4 point of wrecking the cornfields. He opens the door and steps through, eyes hurting from the strong light radiating from it. He blinks, and finds himself back in the room where he and Roxy had done battle. Time to find a nose.*

CC: *This was happening whether she was ready for it or not. Take a deep breath, Fef. One step at a time. She abandoned her laptop and bolted out of her block, checking to see if the coast was clear. Thankfully, at whatever hour this was, nobody seemed to be loitering around. She crept off towards the game hub, fists balled up as her eyes flinted about, searching for any movement. Had she got there before him?*

TC: *They had pretty much reached the room at the same time. His eyebrows raising as he noticed her. He looked like shit. Well, more than usual. Fishguts and random pieces of corn splattered over his clothes and face. Said face had no longer any of that make-up, either.* WELL, SHIT. I DO BELIEVE YOU MADE IT FAR TOO EASY FOR ME. *He shrugs, walking towards her, his free arm reaching out towards her face as if to take her nose.*

CC: *Her eyes widened at the sight of him. He really did look like shit and was that manure she smelled? Holy shit, he could take back her nose. Please take it back. She clamped a hand over her face.* Gamblub! *says muffled, eyes watering a little.* You're back and you... R---E-EK )(oly s)(it.

TC: *He stops in his tracks, looking completely and utterly confused. His outstretched arm drooping slightly before lifting it, and he took a whiff of his armpit. He looks even more confused at this point.* what are you even talking about? THAT'S SO RUDE. *Fake insulted face as he continues to walk towards her.* you know i can't smell anything. BECAUSE YOU GOT MY NOSE. *He is the most funny guy ever, canon, confirmed.*

CC: *Okay, no. She can't let him touch her with... Oh god his hands. Nope. She swats his hand away and puts her hands on her hips, giving him a sharp look.* First t)(ing's first. I'm not giving you back your nose until we figure out w)(at t)(e glub to do now t)(at you're out. And also. *she grimaces again at the assault on her nose.* You reely, reely need a s)(ower, man. I'm not even kidding.

CC: *Will you comply, that's the real question.*

CC: *This is it, this is what she's signing up for. There's no going back.*

TC: *He just laughs and lets his hand fall to his side, tilting his head at her with a sheepish smile on his face.* you started it. *Shrugggg. His eyes narrow at the mention of a shower and he takes a step back.* HEY NOW. WATER AND I DO NOT MIX. I CAME OUT HERE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME, GETTING MY NOSE BACK AND GIVING YOU FISH. *He holds the fish up with one hand and points at it with the other. Goatdad always told him to stay away from the water. And beaches. It is the one advice he ever got from his lusus and he is going to follow that shit so hard.*

CC: *That fish was most certainly missing a head and was actually starting to look/smell a little funky. Sigh. So much for getting her hopes high in this. Her own eyes narrow dangerously as he starts showing signs of a struggle. She steps forward as he steps backward, ready for a strife if that's what this turns into. This was for the good of troll and humankind, Gamzee. Fef was doing her part. It's time to do yours.*

CC: It'll just a little spray down, you won't even feel it! And you'll )(ave your nose back in no time, I swear. *raises her hand, crossing her heart and hoping to die. But pls no.*

TC: *Woah there. He stops as she steps towards him. His eyes narrow further and his mouth forms a deep frown. He just stares at her for a while like that, then sighs lowers his head, rubbing his head with one hand.* is it really that bad? *He looks down on himself. That sure is a lot of splattered stuff.* OH. *He looks at Feferi.* oh.

CC: Yea)(, pretty glubbing bad, I'd say. *She purses her lips, getting an eyeful of this trainwreck. Normally, she'd make tease the hell out of him but in light of probably getting caught by someone out here, all she did was offer out a hand. Gotta set our priorities here after all.* Come on! I know w)(ere t)(e s)(owers are, t)(ankfully.

TC: *This trainwreck is the wreckiest of wrecks. His hair is a tangeled mess, like always, but now featuring corn and grass. His clothes are kind of in a disarray and also splattered in various goo, as previously stated. He has pretty dark circles under his eyes too, and that's probably the least awful thing about his appearance right now. He shifts a bit awkwardly, wiping his free hand on a relatively clean spot on his pants and takes Feferi's hand. Mutters "SO THIS IS HOW I AM GOING TO DIE" under his breath.* lead the way then, sis. BUT UH. *He blinks and waves the fish a little.* should i just leave this here? *He spent so much time getting that fucking fish my god.*

CC: O)( you can give it )(ere! *It looked like the boy had less a sense of direction than a spinning blind-folded wriggler waving around his first pinata bat. She took the decapitated fish from his hand and just stuffs it into her sylladex. She'll deal with it later. Then, carefully as she could, she takes him by the wrist instead of his grisly hand. Time was awastin'!*

CC: Come on. We s)(ould probably get out of )(ere if we don't want to run into anybody rig)(t? *Quick as a fish dragging a clownboy behind her, she darted off towards the dialdoor, spinning it immediately to the hygieneblock. The things she did for love, honestly. She really thought he was leaving a trail of funk behind him. Hopefully nobody would notice. Unless they didn't have working noses.*

TC: *He seems very pleased with himself when Feferi takes the fish. Yessss. Credit to team at last! Or. Credit to Feferi? Credit to fish extermination, at least. He lets out a low "whoop" when she starts dragging him, him having to move way fast to keep up with her longer strides. His gut twists a little, and he looks at the floor as they walk.* YEAH. SOME WICKED TRUTH RIGHT THERE. *Little bits of grass and corn comes off of him when they walk. He waits around as Feferi messes with the door, looking around nervously. He suddenly remembered that he really didn't want to be here. At all.* hurry up! *Mild impatient hissing noise.*

CC: Ug)(, s)(ut up! I'm going! *as soon as the words leave her mouth the door rotates and they're finally safe in the confines of the simple hygieneblock. She breathes a sigh of relief, puffing a stray strand of hair out of her face.* Okay, we're in t)(e clear. *She beams at her fellow highblood, finally releasing his wrist.*

TC: *He clicks his tongue, about to hiss a comment back at her, but he was interrupted by the door opening. He almost runs inside with her, sighing in relief as well.* THAT WAS TOO MOTHERFUCKING INTENSE. so intense. *He mutters this, looking around the room. This is what hell looks like. He grimaces in discomfort at her. He knows what comes next, but he doesn't wanna. No way.* ANY CHANCE I CAN CHANGE YOUR FLIPPING MIND? i can just change my clothes. *Pause.* WAIT. DO WE HAVE SPARE CLOTHES? *Fuckle.*

TC: i'm sure it's not THAT FUCKING BAD anyway, so like. *He laughs nervously, eyes shifting around the room.* MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST TAKE A LEAVE OUT OF THIS ROOM SITUATION.

CC: Not a c)(ance, buster. We're already )(ere so no backing out. But you CAN borrow my skirt to bat)(e in! *Literally has no problem slipping off her diving skirt and handing it over to him with a wide smile. Now she's standing in just her black bathing suit but hey. She doesn't expect beggers to be choosy.* Come on, bouy. Off wit)( t)(e s)(irt and pants! *There's laundry hamper around here somewhere, she'll find it in just a minute.*

TC: *Distressed goat noises. He keeps looking around the room, shifty eyes towards the door, trying to sneak his way towards it. His eyes move around the room again, and then lock on the skirt. That skirt is so... motherfucking... COLORFUL. He is going to rock that shit. He makes a face somewhere between amusement and absolute horror, him basically just pulling a really strange grimace.* turn around then. NEITHER OF US SIGNED UP FOR SOME KIND OF MOTHERFUCKING STRIP SHOW. *He takes the skirt from her hands.* unless that is why you're doing this. *Fake gasps, then lets out a huge guffaw and turns on his heel, pulling his shirt off.*

CC: Clam down t)(ere, Sir Gillygoat. I'm doing w)(at remains of society a )(uge favor! Conc)(sider it an act of mercy. *All of her acts seemed to be made of the thing. She rolled her eyes and turned her back on him to give him at least a semblance of privacy. It's not like it'd be much of a show really. All his baggy clothes were hiding were nothing but a frame made of skin and bones. Let's not get overly excited here.*

CC: *What she COULD get excited about was twiddling with the shower knobs. Hopefully this water wasn't hot enough to peel the skin off his back but cmon. Who the hell knew how many layers of grime and dirt he was growing. Maybe there were cobwebs in his hair or worse. She knelt by the edge of the tub, still not looking but waiting for him to come over.*

TC: yes. all of these mercies up in here. THAT KIND OF LOOKS LIKE A WATERY PUNISHMENT FROM WHERE I STAND. *He huffs. Actual pissbaby. He drops the shirt on the floor, and so does the pants. Skirt goes on, and he turns around dramatically, his hands on his hips.* fucking ace! *Struts confidently over to Feferi, spinning on his heel, and poses against the wall. If there ever was a moment for anime sparkles, it was now.* YOU MIGHT HAVE TO ADD THE SKIRT TO THE LIST OF THINGS YOU ARE NOT GETTING BACK. *He frowns at the water and huffs again. He isn't /that/ dirty, certainly dirty, but not covered and layered in grime. It looks like his clothes and hair got the worst of it. His eyes shift back to the door as he stands there. Running away like a grub, wearing Feferi's skirt, wouldn't win him many points though, if anyone saw it.*

CC: Yea)(, u)( )(u)(. We'll )(ave to sea about that. *Gives him a rather bored kind of look when he comes over to pose up against the wall. Well, at least he was absorbing her skirt's magical powers of confidence. She just had to remember to like, burn it later or something.*

CC: *Or wash it, actually. She eyed the pile of whatever he had left behind and then switched the valve to get the shower running.* Water's ready! *She announced, stepping back to let him get in. And he WAS getting in, there was no getting out of it. We don't come all this way and back out at the last minute, Makara. Watch urself.*

TC: *Just gives her a sheepish look in return. He was trying to conceal the fact that he was screaming and freaking out internally by acting even dumber than usual. It didn't seeem to work out. He cleared his throat.* look, okay, i get that THE WATER is all READY FOR THINGS, but have you CONSIDERED THAT MAYBE THIS MOTHERFLIP is not ready for that kind of COMMITMENT. *Voice is raising and lowering rapidly, him making a squeaking noise at the loudest notes.*

CC: T)(e faster you get in, t)(e sooner you won't want to come out! *she flashed him a grin and beckoned him with one hand. Lord above, grant her patience. She has trained her whole life for this.* Come on! It doesn't bite. All you )(ave to do is )(old your breat)( and close your eyes! T)(e water doesn't )(urt! *she wiggled fins at him playfully.* Big squirmy grub.

TC: *He grimaces in fear and disgust. What she was saying was absolute truth once more, and he hated it so much.* ok, ok, ok, ok... OK! *He /FINALLY/ gets in the tub, making a loud "nnnerrrghh" sound in disapproval all the while. It is wet and gross and he hates it. So much. He crouches and covers his eyes with his hands.* get it over with BEFORE I CHANGE MY FUCKING MIND.

CC: *What a glubbing drama king. This was worse than throwing a rabid meowbeast into the tub, hands down. She rolls her eyes and opts to NOT give him a hard time, only scoffing something like "ridiculous" under her breath. She takes the shower head and starts dousing him over, being sure to get the back of his head to keep the water from falling into his eyes. She waved it over his hunched shoulders too, humming aimlessly.* Still alive, )(onkagilly?

TC: *"NEERRRGHHHH"S INTENSIFY as the water connects with his body. He bites down on his lip to shut himself up, simply nodding at her question. Most of the grime on his body comes off easily enough. The hair is going to be the problem. It huge and filled with tangles and god knows what else. Gamzee followed Karkat's example when it came to haircare. Except no brushing. And much less frequent. He shifts uncomfortably, just wanting this to be over already.*

CC: *Hm well there's the challenge. But Feferi knew a thing or two about tangled hair messes, if her own crazy mane was any indication. She threw the showerhead back up and loaded her hands full of the available shampoo and conditioner. Both at the same time. This was not going to be some walk in the park, she could already tell.* Tilt your )(ead back! *she ordered, plunging her hands into the sopping dark mop of his hair.*

TC: *He can't help but to let out another whine at that command. All of these "nerrghhh"s, all of them. He tilts his head back like she said, pushing his hands firmly against his eyes. This was the worst thing ever. What even was that stuff she put in his hair?! It was nothing short of a miracle (if only that was a thing) that Feferi's hands did not instantly get stuck in his hair. Corn and grass and God knows what else getting cleared out by the soap.*

CC: *She grit her teeth until she wrestled every single last dead hair, corn kernel, grass blade, blood stain, and she swore to G'lybgloyb on high, dead bugs were washed out. This might have taken an hour to do, time was difficult to follow out here in the void.*

CC: *Needless to say, this chore was a fucking nightmare and she'd have to figure out way to clean that drain out ASAP. There wasn't much time for talking when she grabbed the showerhead again and doused him over. Now that he was rid of the suds and grime, Gamzee was sweet-smelling and clean. She let him stand under the steady stream of water for a second.*

CC: Okay. *she said, patting her forehead with exertion.* Now your clothes! *She yanked his mess of clothes from the ground and tossed them into the insta-clean hamper. Thank god their supervisors had better things for them to worry about than dirty clothes. Within 30 seconds, Gamzee's clothes came out washed, dried, and pressed. How dare you say miracles don't exist.*

TC: *Gamzee kept making distressed noises and whines throughout the whole ordeal, despite his best efforts at keeping quiet. He was shivering like a leaf, his usually huge and fluffy hair laying flat and wet against his back and over his face. Eyes still covered by his hands. He peeks out from behind hands and hair.* can i get out now? *His voice cracks, and he sounds absolutely miserable. He took her clothes statement as a yes, and almost stumbeled over his own feet as he rushed out of the tub. He shivered more from the cold air, hugging himself as water dripped onto the floor.* YOU SEADWELLERS ARE FUCKING CRAZY, YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT? *He gives her a look from behind his hair, it's more stunned and scared than anything. Water. Never again. Also miracles are bullshit, it should be obvious from their fucking shitty "new game" situation.*

CC: Yea)(? And you're still a big w)(iny wriggler. *She comes over with clean clothes in one hand and a fresh towel in the other. Yeah he's dripping water all over the place but who doesn't. The towel gets tossed straight over his horns.* But at least you're a CL---EAN w)(iny wriggler. *She beams in pride. Of herself mostly but hey, who knew when the last time he showered was. This was a major accomplishment of itself.*

CC: Now get dry! We're almost done.

TC: big is kind of a stretch, wouldn't you say. *Cocks an eyebrow UP at her. He shudders and rubs his arms a bit. He was so busy feeling sorry for himself that he barely noticed her throwing the towel at him, him flinching a little in surprise. He gratefully grabs the towel in both hands though, and starts rubbing it at his hair like bad. Gonna get all of this water out. By the time moves onto drying his body off, the towel is completely wet from dealing with that thick Makara mane (copyright, trademark). It currently standing out in every direction, covering his eyes and nose. Fucking majestic. He dries off his body and reaches out his free hand, blindly searching for his clothes. He disregards the whiny comments, because fuck, he HAD whined quite a lot.*

CC: You're a big troll, I don't care w)(at you say. *makes fish lips at him and comes over with another towel in her hand. Sneaky sneak time. While he's drying his head, she comes up and wraps the spare around his waist. And thusly, yanking her skirt down to around his knees. Motherfucking dexterity check. He's free and she's got her skirt back! Haha, suckerfish.*

TC: YES. I AM /OBVIOUSLY/ THE BIGGEST TROLL THERE IS. MY FORM TOWER OVER EVEN THE BIGGEST MOUNTAIN MASSES A- *He flinches again as the skirt suddenly disappears and is replaced by a towel. All of those penalties to his dex from towel and hair in his face. For shame!* gosh darn frickle on a chortlestick FEFERI CAN I HAVE MY CLOTHES BACK NOW? *Flails. Not sure how to respond to this, oh my god??*

TC: *Maybe this will teach him about personal space, goodness.*

CC: *What the fuck is personal space. Sounds like something she would laugh at. Which she does! The wicked grin on her face is split wide with merciless pointed fangs as she tosses his clothes at him.* W)(at? I was getting my skirt back! *dangles the soaked item around her waist like a hula skirt. Haha, loser.*

CC: *With that, she tosses the sad skirt into the insta-hamper. Good as new!*

TC: *He has moved his hair out of his eyes, and he manages to catch his clothes with one hand because of it. He makes a loud groany noise.* first my nose and now the skirt? AIN'T A MOTHERFUCKER ALLOWED TO HAVE A SINGLE JOY IN HIS LIFE? *He huffs again and pulls the shirt over his head. He speaks up again once his head pops out of the collar.* noses and skirts, that's all i want. *Wistful sighhhh, turning around once more and puts on his pants. They smell weird. He smells weird. This is weird.*

CC: *So the bathroom is pretty much a disaster zone but at least he's clean for the first time in who knows how long. She might have been crudely bossy and invasive about it, but the job is done. She could almost preen herself in congratulations but instead, Fef hikes her dried skirt up around her waist. This was just the beginning of the shit shoveling.*

CC: T)(ank you, Feferi, for motherfucking kelping me out wit)( a s)(ower t)(ere. *she says, not even bothering to imitate his voice.* O)( your welcome, Gamzee! Any time! )(e)(e)(e. *she flashed him a shark grin, coming over to gather up the the towels.* )(ow do you feel?

TC: *He turns to her once he is fully dressed and makes a kind of "8V" face.* i was just getting to that. I WAS JUST TRYING TO PROCESS THE FACT THAT I FUCKING SURVIVED THE ORDEAL. *Clears throat.* thank you, feferi, motherfucking kelping me out with a shower there. *He repeats, mimicing her voice, though. He chuckles lowly and flashes her a stupid grin.* NAH. FOR SERIOUS AND ALL OF THE REALSIES. i guess it wasn't that bad. THANK YOU, FEFERI. *Double enthusiastic thumbs up.* i feel... weird? *Headtilt.* NOT USED TO BEING ALL FLOWERY AND MOTHERFREAKING PUFFY LIKE THIS. *He looks down at himself, eyebrows furrowed in thought.* it isn't entierly bad. *Looks up at her again.* SO I GUESS. GOOD?

CC: *She claps, delighted.* T)(at's great!!! Now we're moving onto p)(ase two. *Pauses for dramatic effect, her fingers curling ominously.* Getting you into your block.

CC: *Trust her, GZ. She has this all planned out.*

TC: *Why is she so enthusiastic. Why is she being spooky. Both eyebrows raised at her now. He shifts his weight uncomfortably from one leg to the other.* oh, yeah. that's a thing. I AM GUESSING YOU HAVE A PLAN, AS YOU ARE ACTING LIKE SOMEONE WHO HAS ALL OF THE PLANS AVAILABLE.

CC: Are you kidding? I'm totally just swimming wit)( t)(e flow! *slyly edges forward to take his wrist, actually going for his hand this time. Never mind the mess she's leaving in the bathroom. Royalty ain't got time for messes or skittish clowns. In her mind, they were ALL down for this business deal.*

CC: If anyfin, I )(ave your best interests at )(eart so you s)(ould at least trust me a LITTL---E. *she says, squeezing the hand she held but also lifting up the free one.* W)(ere's t)(at sweet-bass )(ig)( five you promised me, )(u)(?

TC: *These eyebrows do not believe that for a second girlie, and these eyebrows believe things quite easily. * uh-huh. right you are. *He was about to stuff his hands into his pockets, but stop mid motion as she reached for his hand. Slow confused blinking ensues.* well, i can't argue with the fact that you are by far the one person that is at least somewhat interested in my business. *Awkward shrug, staring at their holding hands, brows furrowed. He looks up at her and squeezes her hand back.* OH SHIT! *He gasps at the mention of sweet high fives.* i was just waiting for the perfect moment, obviously. I'M NOT COMPLETELY FREAKING SCATTERBRAINED. *Yes he is. He moves his free hand back, going to be such a powerful high five you don't even know.*

CC: Now's t)(e perfect moment, doofis)(!!! *She braces her hand for impact, the erratic grin still on her face. Mother. Fucking. HIGH FIVE. The impressive thunderclap sound of it echoes around the bathroom and out into the void. Somewhere an undulating diety probably stirred awake in light of this hellacious high five. Hell yes. She squeezes both of hands with an equally iron grip before letting him go.*

TC: *Fucking WICKED!!! This high five shall be remembered for all time. Songs and legends shall be weaved and sung throughout all of time and space. Amazing! He laughs again and squeezes her hands back, running his one hand through his hair with a dumb smile on his face.* now all i need are some pool noodles and an oinkbeast and we are in buisness.

CC: We're on our way! Let's go! *He might have the best dumb smiles that she's ever seen but right now isn't the time to dwell on it. Were those trash bags under his eyes? Jesus Christ. She had to get him to his block! Suddenly she was hauling him past the hygeineblock door, the hub again, fast as lightning. Na na na, BATMAN! Stealth and quick speed ensues.*

CC: *There is no negotiating, he's coming with her.*

TC: *It was time to go, apparently, and he was not one to argue with her right now. Or ever, really. Especially since she is being so motherflipping nice and energetic. Trying to keep up makes a sad sack forget said sack of sad things going on in his head. He follows quickly after her, not quite as stealthily due to the fact that he is being hauled along.*

CC: *Before either of them realize it, she's tossing him horns first into his block. She steps inside the long abandoned room, quickly closing the door behind her.* Sorry! I t)(oug)(t I )(eard someone coming. *Be still her beating, slightly panicked heart. Hopefully he hadn't fallen on his face or anything, whoops.*

TC: *Loud confused and long honk as he is thrown into the block, he is just able to not fall flat on his face. He spins around to look at her, he feels his stomach flip.*FUCK. OK. HOPEFULLY THEY DIDN'T SEE SHIT AND THOUGHT IT WAS JUST THEIR MOTHERFUCKING MIND PLAYING SOME WICKED TRICKS.

CC: *She straightens her skirt and giggles. Okay, if she had to, she'd admit all this sneaking around was a little fun. A lot on the naughty side but still pretty fun. It wasn't like she wasn't doing it for no good reason either. Might as well get her kicks while she could, right?* It's all nofin but an opti-cull gillusion...

CC: But at least I got you )(ere in one piece rig)(t? *She looked around. Huh, it didn't even look like he used this space at ALL. Well that's something.* Now you can sleep on a real reclining platform! *Not bothering to gesture to the bed in question, she went over to hop onto it. Pillows fly everywhere. What was Gamzee's was hers now, apparently.* Wee!

TC: *He runs a hand through his hair again, as he can actually do this now without getting his hand stuck.* that is about as correct as it can be. *He nods, shoving his hands into his pockets. Intensify slouch.* THAT YOU DID, THAT YOU FREAKING DID. THE CLOWN LIVES FOR YET ANOTHER DAY. *He chuckles half heartedly. He only now realized how fucking tired he was. He follows after Feferi and flops onto the bed too. His brows furrow for a second. Tavros was more comfortable than the bed. OH SHIT. No. Not thinking about that. He turns his head away from Feferi and looks into space.* ... hey. *He mumbles.* THANKS FOR EVERY FUCKING THING. i needed that, me believes.

CC: Yep. I know. *states as a matter of factly. The guy looked like he was about to fall asleep standing up so she wouldn't be surprised if he passed out right then and there. She knelt by him, peering at him closely. Her voice is low.* I'm going to stay )(ere until you wake up, if t)(at's okay. I don't want anybody to bot)(er you, at least until you've slept some. *Or vice versa.* It won't be long until t)(ey figure out you're out of Cornland.

CC: So just sleep and don't worry about it, okay? I'll be )(ere. *just settles down too, unfazed by this impromptu sleepover. Such shit happens.*

TC: *He peers at her with one semi closed eye. Something is obviously going on in that head of his. He shuts his eyes and turns away from her. This feels weird and uncomfortable and nice at the same time. He mumbles, half asleep at this point. It had been a crazy long day, filled with failures and rage and... Whatever the hell this was.* YEAH, ALRIGHT. you do what you feel is right in your bloodpusher, feferi. YOU DO THAT. *He repeats it a few times. Voice getting more groggy and low as it goes on, and before long he goes quiet. Snoozing on the bed all peaceful like the most innocent of woolbeasts.*

CC: *There's nothing strange about business. Like usual Peixes. She brings her arms up and settles her chin into the crook of them, totally prepared to keep guard of the juggalo troll. When he woke up, there'd be more discussions to be had. Arrangements. Agreements. She heaved a great sigh and let herself relax for once, drawing her breaths slowly until she finally dozed off, Gamzee sprawled out on her other side.*

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CC: *As Nepeta went her seperate way, Feferi stopped herself in the middle of heading to Sollux's. Had he eaten yet? Knowing him, he probably hadn't. Full resolved to taking up the task of being sure Sollux was in tip-top form, she twiddled with the hub dials and made a quick pitstop by the common room.*

CC: *Much to her disappointment, it didn't look like the food table had been restocked with anything new. At least, everything available had come from some really healthy tree apparently. Guh. She hoped Nepeta would hold true to her word of finding some fresh meat some time. Until then, this all-fruit diet was going to take some getting used to.*

CC: *With a hefty sigh, Fef loaded up on some of the less messier fruits- strawberries, blueberries, grapes - and carried them in a silly makeshift pouch from her skirt. Never mind that she had a sylladex! They might get crushed in there for all she knew.*

CC: *One hop, skip, and a glub later, she was knocking on his door.* Knock knock! *she announced. Oh wait, this was perfect.* W)(o's t)(ere? *inquires, a grin already forming on her face*

CC: Two! *answers herself* Two, w)(o? Two...NAfis)(! *snortlaughs at her own joke. Who DIDN'T love knock knock jokes? Not THIS seadweller! She bounces on her toes, doing her best to not spill the fruit everywhere.* )(e)(e)(e, are you )(ome? Open up!

TA: *after hours or days or however long it had been, sollux had resorted to finding a blank page on his computer to write code. of course, nothing he typed produced anything useful, because no matter how efficient the code was this piece of shit game wouldn't allow any sort of usefulness from his skills. instead, whenever he finished coding something new, he'd just get another very old picture of himself and the laughing sound file. then, holy shit, there was a knock on the door. he was about to answer when she started her little joke. whenever she paused, he opened his mouth to speak again only to have to close it because she was finishing her own two person joke. yep. feferi is a one troll show. finally, it seems she's giving him room to say something.* you have reached the voiice double of 2ollux captor. he cant come two the door riight now. plea2e leave a me22age after the tone. *pauses, and opens the door with psionics at the same time as he speaks* beep.

CC: *Rude!!! She was already halfway to puffing her cheeks with indignation when the doors swung open. The entirety of her face was one big comical "O" for a second until she shook her head.*

CC: I t)(oug)(t you were about to leave me )(anging out t)(ere to glubbing DRY. And after I told you t)(at reely great joke? Jerk! *she scolded playfully, fins flaring for effect.*

TA: *sets his computer next to him on the bed, looking up at her* fiir2t of all, that joke wa2 kiind of bad even for you. 2econd of all, who do you thiink ii am? iif ii wa2 goiing two leave you hangiing, ii wouldn't have 2poken at all. *he gestures for her to come in. mostly so the door can close and other people can use it but yeah.* you iin2ult me.

CC: *profuse eye-rolling but hops through the door as soon as he gestures. It closes behind her and she's free to approach.* T)(e fact t)(at it was awful is )(alf the fun! DU)(. *she laughs some more, the mock irritation sliding off her shoulders like water on duck feathers. She is friendly and glad to see him once again.*

CC: So w)(at's up, DUD-----E??? *says it like the word is foreign to her lofty, royal vocabulary* Keeping busy? *tilts her head and nods smartly at the computer he had pushed aside.*

TA: *scoffs in slight amusement* yeah. attemptiing two make our liive2 ju2t a liittle biit better. you can iimagiine how well that2 goiing. *notices the way she's holding her skirt and quirks an eyebrow* you got 2omethiin there?

CC: FRUIT! 38D *overly delighted that he pointed it out, she launches the assorted fruit from her skirt. It is now raining assorted fruit in Sollux's block.* O)(--

TA: *the number of things that shock or startle him as dwindled significantly since they started all of this, and so he doesn't even blink when the fruit starts to fly. he just flicks up his finger to catch it with the red and blue.* good 2how. people would pay good money two 2ee that happen wiithout the food beiing 2aved. *and then the fruit gets neatly placed on the blanket in front of him, his eyes staring at the small pile* are we ho2tiing a party iin my room? 2hould ii have gotten out the good dii2he2? ii really wii2h youd giive me more notiice, ii mean ii diidnt even have tiime two do my haiir. *shakes his head in mock disappointment*

CC: *How many times will she roll her eyes in one night, it was anybody's bet.* It's not a party, doofis)( so you don't need to worry about taming your long, super romantic locks of Troll Fabio )(air. *Snickers and leaps down, kneeling beside his bed.* I just wanted to make s)(ore you ate somefin!

TA: oh thank god. ii won't have two make a fool of my2elf then. *glances between her and her present, then between the present and his stomach* oh yeah. that2 a liittle biit requiired two liive. *at that, he makes a dramatically apprehensive face and reaches sloooowwwwly for a grape and pops it in his mouth and eats it normally. his face is immediately back to normal* okay, ii ate 2omethiin.

CC: *Do you think this is a motherglubbing game? She wrinkles her nose and gives him a rather unamused look.* T)(at doesn't count. I broug)(t t)(em ALL for you. )(m, w)(ale. Okay. Not all of t)(em. *steals a blueberry before addressing him again. This isn't up for de-bait.* We're S)(ARING.

TA: 2iigh. there2 no e2cape from thii2 fruiity fate. tell the other2 ii wont mii22 them. *pops two more grapes into his mouth, then stares at the strawberries. he can't eat two strawberries at once without also consuming the green part. he doesn't want the green part. he opts for a couple of blueberries instead. look at him, using his hands like a normal person. such a good kid.* the2e ta2te nothiing liike what ii want two be eatiing.

CC: *Sighs a lot, taking one of the strawberries for herself. Doesn't even blink before eating it, stem and all. This girl is a monster.* I )(ear you t)(ere. Nepeta and I )(ave already discussed t)(e possibility of finding suitable fauna to eat. W)(at's your opinion about turtle soup?

TA: the 2hellbea2t2? dont thiink iive triied iit. iive never had a very diiver2e diiet. *risks a strawberry, eating it like she had, but then he has to take it out of his mouth to pick off the stem because nah* how ii2 the cat giirl, by the way?

CC: S)(e's doing wonderfur, )(e)(e. *fondly regards cat pun before prattling onward* Up and active! Apparently s)(e was sleeping a w)(ole lot and wanted to know w)(at was going on. We're supposed to meet up later to go visit Roxy! It'll be SO MUC)( FUN, I can't wait.

TA: *at the pun, he does that laugh where it's more just a stronger exhale through the nose but you don't make any actual noise, but it makes your head bob a little* gonna have a liittle reuniion wiith your 2priite experiience. that2 cool. ii already diid that. *makes an unpleasant face, obviously having not enjoyed that meeting, and pops in another two grapes*

CC: O)(, you've glubbed wit)( -Eridan already? W)(at was t)(at like? *can pretty much guess from here but, she felt like she might as well get a feel for the situation thus far.*

TA: ii wouldn't really 2ay we "glubbed." we were iin the 2ame room wiith the iin2ufferable 2hiit we were 2priited for. that2 about iit. *still, he didn't like it. hm how would one grape and one blueberry taste together? he's gonna try it*

CC: O)(, you mean Jake? I've )(eard plenty about )(im. Talk about a glubbing TRAINWR---ECK. Poor guy! *despite her words, she snickers, relishing the gossip. One of her favorite things about being a sprite for Roxy after all.* At least it went by uneventfully, rig)(t? *she ventures. Pray for no more erisol fights. Cross your flippers, Peixes.*

TA: *the grape and blueberry combo was not exciting* yeah that2 hiim. *shrugs* we found that 2tat2 board and threw around iidea2 of what iit wa2 for wiith two other human2. uneventful work2 for that ii gue22. *stares at the remaining fruit, and hums* thii2 isnt the only rea2on you came two 2ee me, ii2 iit?

CC: *That's a relief. She brings her elbow up to rest on the bed and fiddles with one of the bracelets adorning her wrists* )(mmm... I guess not. I mean I DID want to sea )(ow you were doing, of course. But not just wit)( t)(e fruit snacks.

CC: *Decides it would be best to dive horns first into the subjects weighing on her mind.* Nepeta told me t)(at Terezi came to talk to you?

TA: hm. *thought so. he certainly didn't expect that to be the other reason, though. actually he's not sure what he expected but it wasn't that.* yeah, 2he diid.

CC: Was s)(e alrig)(t? I mean Nepeta sounded a little worried, I guess. *She scratches at the base of her horns.* Not t)(at I need details or anyfin. I just )(ope s)(e's okray! 38o

TA: *he stops to think for a second, looking at feferi carefully, then going back kto the fruit staring* 2he'2 better than 2he miight have been. not perfect, but better. that2 all ii feel liike iim allowed to 2ay on her behalf.

CC: *she nods* T)(at's good. I just t)(oug)(t I'd offer Nepeta some reass)(ore-ance, so it works!

CC: Are you planning on playing t)(e game to win Aradia back soon? *yet another direct question*

TA: 2ound2 good two me. glad ii could help. *he remembers that at first, he only ate one grape, and then started with the twos. so now he eats another one. and then pauses again to think very hard about how he should answer. long and metaphorical? or short and simple?* yeah. *short and simple is good*

CC: And? *she prompts, not entirely satisfied with the short and sweet answer* You and Terezi are going wit)(out question, of course. I volunteered too! Remember? But... *she fidgets a bit, furrowing her brow in contemplation*

TA: *once again, an eyebrow gets quirked and he looks at her to study her expression* but?

CC: Vriska and -Equius are also planning on going as w)(ale. *puffs a sigh and corrects herself* ...As well.

CC: And I t)(ink t)(ey s)(ould go. Instead of me, I mean.

TA: oh, ii 2ee. 2o iit2 a que2tiion of who'2 clo2e2t two her. *looks straight ahead, at the door, in thinking* are you 2ure that2 a good iidea? con2iideriing all that happened between TZ and vrii2ka.

CC: It's not really muc)( about t)(em is it? *She knows that's a pretty damn blunt way to put it but their friend's death reversal was at stake here. Gives him a point blank look.* Plus, you guys need all t)(e advantages you can get.

CC: It kind of is but it kind of isn't a game, )(onestly. S)(ello! *Pbtbtbtbth. Makes a raspberry at him* 38P

TA: *snorts and shakes his head* yeah youve got a poiint. iim ju2t 2ayiing that the teamwork miight 2uffer. but iif youre 2ure, ii know ii cant talk you out of iit. *he really just wants aradia back too honestly. and like her, he doesn't want to mess it up.*

CC: It's not about talking me out of anyt)(ing! You guys need to go! Fig)(t! Win! Save t)(e princess!*balls her fist up in determination like she's imagining strifing with nonexistant foes already* I would go wit)( you guys if I could but I can't so... You guys will )(ave to make due wit)(out me!

CC: W)(ic)( I know you will. And t)(en some. *shoots him an encouraging smile. Keep your head up, Gilly Bouy.*

TA: cant my a22. fiine. ii fully expect two 2ee you wiith a giiant "welcome back" banner when we come out of there wiith a giiant green checkmark on the board and an exciitable 2heep iin tow.

CC: I'll be t)(e first one in line to give you all a GR---EAT BIG W--ELCOM--E BACK GROUP )(UG. *she wiggles into a sitlly little sitting-dance, too overcome with excitement and giggles. It's so soon! It's happening! It's possible! It's so EXCITING, Feferi could hug him right now.* We can t)(row a party and everyt)(ing! A LIF--E party! I can't wait!!! 38)

TA: that ii2 exactly the kiind of thiing 2he'd want probably. youll have two organiize iit and get everythiing ready whiile we're playiing. iim tru2tiing you wiith thii2. *looks at he very seriously over his glasses* do you under2tand? iit ha2 two be the kiind of party that ii wouldnt even bother siitiing bored iin the corner at. ii would ju2t 2tay home iin fear of actually haviing fun. *lifts his head so he isn't looking over his glasses anymore, and smirks* you can do that, riight?

CC: Yes sir! I'll bring t)(e party if you bring t)(e guest of )(onor. *winks at him, a smile playing on her lips. Something a little bit softer than his smirk though. At least until mischief injects itself into her tone.* And don't even T)(INK about )(iding in a corner trying to act glubbing bored. You're going to )(ave fun and you're going to LIK--E it.

TA: you can make me have fun, but you cant make me liike iit. you dont have that kiind of my2tiical power. *sits back, leaning his weight on one arm and grabbing one of the last grapes to flick at her forehead* 2orry two dii2appoint.

CC: *scoffs in offense with a perfect >38O!!! face when it bounces off her tiara. It rolls off who knows where, but hopefully not anywhere in the deep mass of her hair. It better not. She then grabs one of the blueberries in hopes of flinging it at him.* GLUBBING RUD------E.

TA: *he of course can't let that happen and stops it with the psionics. obviously.* eheheh. 2orry. reflex. *and the blueberry drops back onto the blanket* do you wanna try agaiin?

CC: *gives him a withering, very bratty kind look. Cod damn glubbing kelp sucking cheating PSIONICS.* You're not sorry. And NO. I DON'T want to try again! I am tideally above making a mess in your block, even if you aren't. *harrumphs and makes a point of piling the few remaining snacks in a perfect neat little pile. That'll show him.*

TA: *simply watches as she does this, looking oh so interested. when she's done, he glances between the her and the pile.* that 2ure ii2 a niice piile. iit would be a 2hame iif 2omethiing were two... happen two iit.

CC: Do somet)(ing aboat it. I glubbing. Dare you. *fixes him with a wide-eyed fish stare. The unblinking kind that provides the gateway into the unforgiving bowels void and space. Placed right there behind brilliantly pink goggles.*

CC: *38|*

TA: *that look is really dangerous. how much is he willing to risk his life for this? he moves to position his arm right next to the pile, face completely straight, hand just an inch from touching the fruit*

CC: *Oh hell no.*

TA: *continues to look her right in those terrifying eyes. should he do it, feferi? he's so close to doing it.*

CC: *It's like playing Slap Jack. But instead of cards, it's a pile of fruit and before he could even touch them, Feferi crushes them to pulp with one fist to his bed.*

CC: *Not once does she look away from him.* 38I

CC: *it leaves a very gruesome, fruity gross looking mess on his mattress. Good job everyone.*

TA: *he can't move. he is shocked. he keeps looking right back at her, but no longer with that neutral hint of mischief. instead, he is looking at her with nothing. he can't even emote right now.*

TA: *feferi. that's where i sleep.*

TA: FF.

TA: that ii2 where ii 2leep.

CC: W)(ale you made a mess!!! *politely wipes the side of her hand on his bed*

CC: *Watchu gon' do boat it punk. Somewhere Meenah must be really proud.*

TA: ii made a me22 that can ea2iily be cleaned by piickiing up whole fruiit off of the floor and/or out of your haiir. *gestures widely to the gore now spread across his bed* you made a me22 that wiill require iinten2e 2crubbiing. *he's actually a little bit amused, but mostly he's in shock about how abrupt and unapologetic it was. though he's not sure WHY he's shocked. it is fef.*

CC: *she's on the verge of doubling over in laughter herself. Her face battles to try to keep it contained.* T)(en I suggest... *more lip wobbles as her face fights HARD* You get started on t)(at!

CC: *Oh my god it looks so horrible, like something was mangled. Why do fruit have to have to much juice and flesh. Lord above, kelp us all.*

TA: *lucky for him, he is excellent at keeping a straight face. and he goes so far as to take his glasses off, while still looking at her.* ii dont thiink you under2tand what ha2 ju2t happened here. you have now iimpeded on my natural 2leepiing habiit2. ii cant 2leep untiil thii2 get2 done. thii2 wiill take me hour2. iim 2uppo2ed two pa22 out iin two miinute2. you have ruiined me.

CC: *Is way beyond having a proper reaction to this. She just stares at him, gaping like a fish for air. Or salvation from this. He actually took off his glasses to glower down at her. Totally serious about this. The stains are now setting in from the pile of mush she left.*

CC: *She breaks the silence. Loudly.*

CC: PFFTTTTTTT.

TA: FF thii2 ii2 2eriiou2. 2eriiou2ly plea2e. 2tart 2crubbiing wiith me. 2crub a2 fa2t a2 po22ible. *now he's using as many words with s as he can because his lisping definitely adds to this whole thing* thii2 ii2 ab2urd. riidiiculou2. ab2olutely iinconceiivable.

CC: *She can't, she can't do this anymore. All her laughter comes out in one mighty HAAAAAAAAAAAH before she literally. Collapses onto her side, laughing into the floor.* AAAAA)(A)(A)(A)(A)(A)(A)(A!!!

CC: *very attractive giffawing ensues. She is a lady of stature and class, for sure.*

TA: *alright, he's done enough. she is now in an absolute fit. he can shut up and just smile while he puts his glasses back on. he doesn't give a shit about sleeping on a fruit stained bed. but this was nice. it felt nice to joke like this.*

CC: You are UNB---E-ELI---EVABL---E. *somehow she manages to speak past all the wheezing and fuschia-colored tears prickling at her eyes. And somehow, it turns out to be a fucking bee pun. She doesn't bother getting up, just lies on the ground, trying to catch her breath. Omfg. She hasn't laughed this hard in like days probably.*

TA: *she... she just* you ju2t fuckiing bee punned. *snorts really loudly, put a hand to his face and looking up at the nonexistent ceiling* un-fuckiing-beeliievable.

CC: O)( )(oney, you can't prove anyt)(ing. *lets the endorphins just take her*

TA: wow. holy 2hiit. thii2 ii2 happeniing riight now. *closes his eyes in total disbelief of the situation* thii2 ii2 iit. thii2 ii2 how ii diie for good.

CC: *props herself up on one elbow, regarding him very seriously.* W)(en a bee is in your )(and, w)(at is in your eye?

CC: ... *another grin slowly slips onto her face*

CC: Beauty.

CC: It's in t)(e eye of t)(e...

TA: no.

CC: ...

CC: .....

TA: plea2e no.

CC: (Bee-)(older.)

TA: god damn iit.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e!!! *flops back onto the ground, very satisfied with her own brilliance*

CC: Don't )(ake me because you ain't me!

TA: *flops backward, head hitting the pillow with a soft thud* why diid ii let thii2 happen.

CC: Because you )(ate yourself. *sing-songy voice like hello we've been through this a krillion times.*

TA: good poiint. *hit the nail right on the head with that one*

CC: It can't be T)(AT glubbing bad. You're just... bee-ing a little w)(iny wriggler. *hehehe. She comes over to rest her elbows on his mattress again, steering clear of the fruit carnage.*

TA: *turns his head slightly to be able to at least get a glimpse of her* iit ii2 2o very bad.

CC: *puffs her cheeks at him and wiggles her fins* Glub glub glub.

TA: oh glub your2elf. *imitates her cheek puffs*

CC: *prods his face to deflate the cheek bubbles. Pbttbthbhbth.*

TA: *as his face deflates, he makes the farting noise. how could he not. but he keeps going even after his cheeks are deflated, making the sound until he's out of air, then gasping for breath.*

CC: *The efforts he goes to making this as crude as possible are astounding. Good old Sollux. She laughs and rests her chin on the bedside, entirely endeared to him and his pitiful attempts at landdweller glubs.* If my jokes were T)(AT bad, you would )(ave done somefin about it by now. So I mean. Come on. You obviously don't )(ate yourself as muc)( as you t)(ink you do. *makes a teasing fish face at him*

CC: And try to keep t)(e spittling to a minimum, would you? I like to S----EA out of my goggles, you know.

TA: 2orry. you know ii have ii22ue2 regulatiing my 2aliiva productiion. but your joke2 really are that bad. iit2 better that ii tell you now rather than later. *reaches over to wipe her goggles off with the side of his hand, effectively making it so much worse* anyway, you need two work on your punchliine deliivery. maybe waiit for the other per2on two tell you that theyre ready two hear it.

CC: ---Ewww! Now it's all smeared! *just yanks her goggles from the top of her head, throwing him an offended look. Time to use the bedsheets as makeshift goggle-cleaners. Bluuuuuuh.*

CC: But it's no fun t)(at way. *she gripes* And you're carping like you're t)(e glubbing JOK---E expert. W)(en did you go and get a degree in laughology )(u)(? And w)(y didn't you tell me aboat it schooner?

TA: *flaps his hand in a dismissive gesture* that was age2 ago. ii dont even remember my valedictorian 2peech. damn. iit wa2 really good two. made at lea2t ten people 2hiit theiir pant2 from laughter. maybe i 2hould u2e that agaiin2t the clown. knock the murder out of hiim wiith the be2t wor2t joke2 he2 ever heard.

CC: *She grumbles something that sounds a lot like "Smartass." under her breath and wipes her goggles clean.* Imagine if t)(at's all it took? We wouldn't )(ave to worry about anyone )(urting anyone else ever again. *speaks carefully, concentrating on dragging little circles around the lenses*

TA: yeah. *sits up, pulling his computer closer to him again, pressing a few keys out of a sudden need to move his fingers* yeah. *his repetition is the frustrated kind. he wants it to be that easy obviously, but also obviously he's never going to believe any of it to be easy. he's not stupid.*

CC: *she fell quiet and chewed the inside of her lip, stealing a glance at him when he sat up. He bent over his laptop again, tapping away with barely diguised frustration at things he couldn't control. It was hard bringing up the tough shit again, no matter how much she would like to not have to. It wasn't worth the way the lines on his face thinned or how his shoulders seemed to brace themselves of some unspoken weight.*

CC: *But not telling him would turn out so much worse. She took a deep breath and placed the now clean goggles down. It wouldn't make sense trying to wrestle them back over her horns again.* I )(ave to talk to you about somet)(ing else. T)(e OT)(---ER reason I came over. It's kind of important.

TA: alriight, iim countiing thii2 a2 only the 2econd rea2on. number one wa2 take care of my grumpy face. number two ii2 obviiou2ly 2eriiou2 talk. not a bad arrangement. *despite his joking, this time his voice wasn't light. he pushed the computer away again and looked at her in focus.* what2 up.

CC: *tilts her head and pouts like 'aww you caught me' and then shakes her head, not intending to get distracted by his half-hearted joke.* I've been glu- talking. Wit)( Gamzee. T)(at's w)(at's up. *G-bomb's been dropped. Now she waits for the sparks to fly.*

TA: *his lip curls in a questioning disgust. he just stares at her for a little bit, trying to figure out what to say. what he comes up with is* why.

CC: )(e started it. *says it like that much is obvious. He might not be satisfied enough with that answer though. She wrinkles her nose in return.* )(e doesn't )(ave a w)(ole lot of people to talk to, reely. *And we all wonder why.*

TA: ii wonder why that ii2. *sighs and reels back his nasty expression* what diid you guy2 blab about?

CC: Not)(ing at first! *relaxes now that he wasn't going to attack her decision making skills. But honestly, they were kind of questionable.* )(e wanted to t)(ank me for not giving )(im t)(e cold s)(oulder t)(e first nig)(t we were )(ere.

TA: whiich ii thiink ii2 completely riidiiculou2, but. and then?

CC: Pfffft. *she had her own thoughts about that but now wasn't the time to expand on that.* We didn't talk again until AFT---ER )(e got exiled to t)(e Land of Corn and Stalks. So. T)(at's from w)(ere we've been glubbing.

TA: okay. *his voice is becoming increasingly bored with this line of information* and then?

CC: I've been keeping )(im up to date wit)( w)(at's going on out )(ere since you know... I guess )(e's trying to keep a wary ocular orb out for people w)(o want to punc)( )(is face inside out. *looks visibly irritated now*

TA: great. ii gue22 iif 2omeone talk2 two hiim, iitll keep hiim from rampagiing two much. good job, FF. you're a crediit two the team.

CC: *blinks, surprised. She couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic. Her brows crease as she tries to work it out.* Not everyone would sea it like t)(at, I t)(ink. -Eridan doesn't, for s)(ore.

TA: well yeah, youre beiing friiendly wiith a homiiciidal clown. ii mean ampora ii2 kiind of a homiiciidal fii2h, but he2 al2o a homiiciidal fii2h who hate2 the homiiciidal clown. *shakes his head* the poiint ii2 that nobody ii2 goiing two be keen on the iidea of hiim haviing an ally. e2peciially iif that ally ii2 you.

CC: It's not really about allying myself wit)( )(im.

TA: that2 how people wiill probably 2ee iit. iim ju2t 2ayiing. *shrugs*

CC: I know I can't trust )(im, Sollux. I just don't want )(im to )(urt anybody else. *there's a veil of steel in her voice. It fades when she continues.* If you want to be able to tell w)(at )(e's going to do next, w)(y not. Like. Actually ask )(im? I don't t)(ink anybody's tried t)(at yet.

CC: It's kind of t)(e obvious answer, rig)(t?

TA: iit ii2. the problem ii2 that mo2t of u2 dont have the patiience two deal wiith hii2 danciing around the poiint wiith hii2 juggalo mannerii2m2. ii thiink you miight be overe2tiimatiing the abiiliity of thii2 group two do thiing2 that make 2en2e.

CC: I know!!! And everyone is going to give me a )(ard time about it, I can already tell. 38/

CC: Not t)(at I blame t)(em. I just. Don't t)(ink working to get rid of )(im is t)(e answer.

CC: We need ALL of our players.

TA: good luck gettiing them two work twogether. *lets out something between a scoff and a snort*

TA: maybe you can get hiim two take hii2 anger out on the corn.

CC: *scoffs* Actually, t)(at's a little close to t)(e trut)( in all )(onesty. )(e's farming )(is )(eart out as we speak!

TA: 2weet. we're half way two re2olutiion. go u2.

CC: )(mm... *scratches her chin* )(e told me w)(at )(ad )(appened wit)( Roxy. )(e said )(e didn't mean to. It just )(appened. After )(e saw )(is Intell numbers, )(e flipped )(is gillygoat!

CC: And s)(e was closeby, I guess. *purses her lips*

TA: 2hiit, he beat on RX? ii2 2he aliive? *brows pull together in actual concern*

CC: *waves her hand in reassurance* S)(e's fine, last I )(eard! S)(e broke )(is nose and sent )(im diving )(orns first into t)(e farm game portal.

TA: heh. niice. *face relaxes and he runs a hand through his hair, as far as his horns. his hand pauses there, then drops back to the bed. after a while, he talks again* what now.

CC: I'm going to go visit )(er, of course. Wit)( Nepeta! Remember? 38)

TA: riight. *smiles halfheartedly at her* have fun wiith that.

CC: I will! Don't worry! *beams at him more cheerfully, gently patting his knee. If only it wasn't so forced. After a moment, her expression sobers up, her hand lingering on there.* It'll be alrig)(t.

TA: *he looks at her hand and sighs* yeah. *he wants to say something else, but he doesn't know what. so he doesn't.*

CC: *It's good enough. Words aren't really his thing anyway. She withdraws her hand and brings herself up to a kneeling position, raking stray bits of her hair out of her face.* I'll dolp)(inately keep you posted wit)( w)(at )(appens wit)( )(im. And wit)( everybody else, I guess. *she catches his eye* You trust me, rig)(t?

TA: *at the question, he blinks a little in surprise at her* of cour2e ii do. you do 2ome que2tiionable thiing2 occa2iionally, but ii tru2t you. *why is she asking him that, he feels like the answer should be obvious. he feels a little bad about having maybe made her doubt that*

CC: *In truth, the answer she's looking for is beyond Sollux himself. Not with Eridan's rebuking's still echoing in her mind. She'd never be able to begin explaining such a thing to him but it's a relief to hear nevertheless. It's apparent when she exhales a puff of breath she didn't realize she was holding.* -Everyone )(as an important job to do. *she says, nodding.*

CC: And we're going to beat t)(is! Not)(ing is going to stop us!

CC: -Especially not some silly clown boy.

TA: yeah. *smiles for her again, hoping to relieve some of whatever is obviously bothering her* iitll be okay. *it feels weird to say something so positive, but there it is. it okay, feferi.*

CC: *bounces where she sits until finally, she slams her hands down and springs to her feet. All energy and fanged smiles once again.* You're clam rig)(t it will, mot)(erglubber! )(e)(e)(e! >38)

TA: eheheh. there2 the face. go have fun with your cat giirl2. *nods at her as a way to say "go on you've got people to laugh with"*

CC: Y---EA)(!!! *seems to be ready to leap off and do exactly that. But not before she clamps palms around the sides of Sollux's face in an enthusiastic squiiiiish. Only her favorite people get the face squish. Never mind if it's at the risk of electrocution, she bumps her forehead against his with a grin.* I'll )(it you up wit)( a message later, okay? Don't be a sting-ray-nger, )(e)(e)(e! *Fuck yeah, nailed that fish pun.*

CC: *She lets him go and hoots, scampering away from his bedside.* Sea ya!

TA: *eyes go a little wide, and he blinks. when she releases him, he chuckles a bit.* 2ea ya.

CC: *totally forgets about her goggles and the fruit mush pile in her excitement but welp, there she goes. She's gone.*

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CC: I spy wit)( my little eye... A frondly clown in t)(e distance!

CC: )(i Gamzee!!! 38)

TC: WELL, SHIT. I THINK I SPY SOMETHING WITH MY LITTLE MOTHERFUCKING EYE TOO.

TC: and that is one wicked cool gill.

TC: WHAT'S UP AND DOWN AND SIDEWAYS AND HAPPENING? I DIDN'T REALLY EXPECT YOU TO STRAIGHT UP INITIATE THE CORNVERSATION.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e, of course I would! T)(e minute I saw you I knew I )(AD to glub at you. Ot)(erwise, t)(e only people you'll probubbly talk to are like... CORN AND MOR----E CORN.

CC: Conc)(sider it an act of mercy. 38)

TC: gotta say that your probable is one hundred percent true and also in the probable and plausible and genuine parts of things.

TC: LOOKS LIKE I OWE YOU ANOTHER, AS YOU BESTOWED THIS MERCY OF NOT GOING WACKY FROM THE CORN UPON THIS POOR SOD.

CC: It would only count if you'd start an argument wit)( t)(e corn and t)(e CORN started winning.

CC: )(e)(e)(e, it's not a problem! You KNOW I )(ave fun talking to you no matter w)(at! 38)

CC: I just wanted to sea )(ow you were )(olding up!

TC: so in other words, it actually does count.

TC: COUGH COUGH.

TC: but that's good, i'm glad you do not have an issue with my rather intense mannerisms and such.

TC: I AM HOLDING UP PRETTY WELL, DESPITE THE CORN KIND OF BEING DOUCHEBAGS. LOOKING AT ME WITH THEIR MILLION TINY KERNEL EYES.

CC: I've dealt wit)( WAY worse, believe me.

TC: also there was indeed water.

CC: O)( my cod.

CC: Tell me about it!!!!

TC: I'VE NOT HAD MUCH LUCK ON THE FISHING FRONT, THOUGH.

TC: it is all wet and watery and in a kind of line, but it is more of a curve.

CC: )(e)(e)(e, t)(at's okay. Not -EV-ERYBODY is as great a fis)(er as I am!

CC: Ug)(, t)(at sounds like SO MUC)( FUN to play in. 38(

CC: Way better t)(an t)(e stupid mus)(room water I )(ad to deal wit)( earlier...

TC: IF I WAS NOT HEIGHTILY CHALLENGED, AND MORE ON YOUR HEIGHT SCALE OF THINGS, THEN THE WATER WOULD PROBABLY REACH TO LIKE, YOUR STOMACH.

TC: unfortunately i am not that tall and i gotta sit on the edge of the water like some kind of tool.

TC: MUSHROOM WATER? I DIDN'T KNOW WE MOTHERFLIPPING HAD THAT?

TC: or is this some kind of new shocking development that i do not know of.

TC: AS I AM STUCK IN CORNVILLE.

CC: It is a s)(ocking new development! Dirk, Jade, and I tried playing t)(e first level of t)(e Mus)(room Kingdom and got ROYALLY was)(ed out. 38/

CC: It was so unbelievably stupid, I can't even begin to explain.

CC: But at least I got t)(ese R----EALLY cute tiny ringlets out of it!

CC: I t)(ink t)(ey mig)(t be current-cy of some kind.

TC: well fuckle! that is pretty shocking. you guys have been quite the busy little bees.

TC: I'M SORRY FOR YOUR WASHING OUTS, HOWEVER I AM ALSO FEELING GLADNESS IN MY BLOODPUSHER THAT YOU AT LEAST GOT SOME KIND OF SHIT OUT OF IT.

TC: do the rings actually do anything?

TC: LIKE, FUCK, I DON'T KNOW. BRING MOTHERFUCKERS BACK TO LIFE?

CC: I don't t)(ink so! T)(ey're tiny and about t)(e size of a ring big enoug)( to fit on your fingers!

CC: T)(ey're pretty but also pretty glubbing useless.

TC: huuuuuh... kind of weird for the game to give out useless junk.

TC: IS WHAT THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS THINKING, ANYWAYS.

TC: but may be the haps that it is just another way to mock you.

TC: FIRST WASHING YOU OUT AND THEN "REWARDING" YOU WITH PRETTY LITTLE USELESS PIECES OF SHIT.

CC: Yea)(. )(e's being a real s)(it to say t)(e least. 38/

CC: Dirk was NOT )(appy about it. )(e made a fool of us!

CC: We're not going to quit t)(oug)(.

CC: I don't care )(OW many dancing turtles t)(is game t)(rows at us!

TC: i do not think anyone would be very happy about getting made a fool out of. although not many peeps would be all about trying again, so you deserve the most mad of kudos for that!

TC: DANCING TURTLES? WHAT THE SHIT. NOW I WANT TO CHECK THESE GAMES OUT TOO.

TC: despite the fact that i fucking can't.

TC: SOUND WAY MORE INTERESTING THAN CORN TIMES INFINITY.

CC: )(e)(e)(e, at first t)(ey were really cute! But now t)(ey're just kind of annoying.

CC: )(ow long do you t)(ink you )(ave to stay in t)(ere??? 38O

TC: at least you can make some sick turtle soup out of them or something.

TC: SHRUGGING MY SHOULDERS IN THE LOUDEST POSSIBLE WAY. PITY NO ONE IS AROUND TO HEAR IT.

TC: i have no clue. i guess until things have calmed down.

TC: I WOULDN'T MOTHERFUCKING MIND STAYING HERE THOUGH. IT'S PRETTY FUCKING CHILL.

CC: W)(ale one t)(ing is for sure... I did miss t)(e open air. 38(

CC: Just not t)(e mus)(room water clogging up my gills in t)(e RUD----EST way possible. Ug)(.

TC: well, you are more than welcome to come into my corny lands of corns and also a single river.

TC: IF THAT IS EVEN POSSIBLE. IF IT IS THEN YOU CAN COME AND GET SOME FISH, AND CLEAR OUT THAT FUCKING MUSHROOM GOOP.

CC: )(e)(e)(e, don't worry! I already cleaned off all t)(at stupid goop. I'm SQU---EAKY CL----EAN now!

CC: Also, I don't know if it's possibubble to even GO w)(ere you are now? >38?

TC: it warms the cockles of my pushiest of pushers to hear that. because mushroom goop sounds real proper nasty, even for this clown.

TC: I AM NOT SURE IF IT IS A POSSIBILITY EITHER, NOW THAT YOU BRING IT UP LIKE THAT.

TC: it is the thought that counts?

TC: IF I AM BEING PERFECTLY FUCKING HONEST WITH YOU, AGAIN, THEN I HAVE NO CLUE HOW TO EXACTLY

TC: leave.

CC: We'll figure it out! For t)(e time being, you're probubbly safest out t)(ere. If I'm being )(onest wit)( YOU. 38/

TC: WELL. IF WE DO NOT FIGURE THIS SHIT THE FUCK OUT, KNOW THAT I AM READY TO ACCEPT MY FATE AS THE CORNMASTER.

TC: and things are that bad, huh?

TC: HOW MANY KNOW OF MY LITTLE RUMBLE WITH PINKIE?

CC: Um, pretty muc)( everybody I t)(ink. If -Eridan knows, t)(en Karkat isn't too far be)(ind. If I'm not mistaken?

CC: And t)(en t)(e rest of t)(e )(umans, on be)(alf of Roxy...

CC: Probubbly? I'm not sure!

TC: i see.

TC: IT WASN'T LIKE I DIDN'T MOTHERFUCKING EXPECT PEOPLE TO NOT FIND OUT.

TC: but it looks like i have a lot of apolegizing to do.

TC: AND EXPLAINING.

CC: Yep. And I wis)( you a LOT of luck on it. 38/

CC: But you're not alone! I promise!

TC: i'm sitting here thinking that karkat might be the first stop on my apolegizing list.

TC: AS HE IS OUR LEADER AND EVERYTHING. UNLESS THAT HAS CHANGED.

TC: haha, thanks. i need all the flipping luck i can get my little clammy hands on.

TC: THANK YOU FOR YOUR WHOLE BEING HERE FOR ME THING, I DIG IT.

TC: dig it so deep i can probably dig a tunnel from here to the next universe.

CC: Awww, t)(anks Gamzee. 38)

CC: It's not a problem! If you need me for ANY kind of )(elp, I'll do my best! T)(at's w)(at friends DO!

TC: SAME GOES FOR YOU FROM MY END. TELL ME THE DIRECTION IN WHICH YOU NEED MY HELP AND I SHALL WALK IN THE DIRECTION OF HELPITUDE WITH STRIDES SO LONG YOU WOULD NOT MOTHERFUCKING BELIEVE YOUR EYEGLOBES FOR A SINGLE SECOND.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e! I just pictured you walking on stilts. GAMZ-E-E T)(AT'S NOT FAIR.

TC: stilts was the answer to my height dilemma all along and i didn't even stop for a second and think about it and realize.

TC: STILTS.

TC: my god.

TC: I KNOW WHAT I AM PLAYING FOR.

TC: once all of the important things has been won, of course

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e!!!! Sea? Now you've got a goal! -Everyt)(ing works out okay!

TC: ONCE MORE YOUR WORDS OF TRUTH ECHO TRUE THROUGHOUT THE LANDS WITH THE INTENSITY OF A THOUSAND MOTHERFREAKING SUNS.

TC: gonna apolegize to everyone and then walk around with my new wicked stilts.

TC: THEN APOLEGIZE FOR BEING SIMPLY TOO FUCKING COOL, WITH SAID STILTS.

CC: I'm giggling so )(ard rig)(t now. You're going to )(ave to give me an oinkbeast ride if you get t)(em! I )(eard being tall is R-EALLY FUN! 38D

TC: adding oinkbeasts to the list of things i need to aquire for a certain fishy lady.

TC: GOT SO MANY GOALS AT THIS POINT, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW. WHO HAS GOALS? GAMZEE IS THE ONE WITH THE GOALS.

CC: Yesss!!! A round of applause for Gamzee Makara! A man wit)( a mission!!! May )(e complete t)(em all in due time!!!

CC: Speaking of w)(ic)(! I s)(ould probubbly go now!

TC: takes the grandest bow of all time, my head smashing through the very ground from how deep this bow is. thank you one and all, i would like to give a special thanks to feferi peixes for making this all possible.

TC: AH, YEAH, YOU PROBABLY SHOULD. PEOPLE MIGHT BE WONDERING WHY YOU ARE GIGGLING SO HARD THAT YOUR RIBS ARE POSSIBLY ON THE VERGE OF BREAKING.

CC: Yea)( I wouldn't want to glubbing )(URT myself or somefin! T)(en I wouldn't )(ave anybody else to blame!

CC: I'll catc)( you around, Gamzee! )(opefully w)(en I )(ave more time to cull. 38)

TC: except possibly the dude who made you giggle your ribs to oblivion.

CC: S)()()()()(. NOBODY IS SUPPOS-ED TO KNOW R-EM-EMB-ER?

TC: AW SHIT, YEAH, TRUE. THIS IS THE UTMOST SECRET OF SECRETS. I HAVE MADE A PROPER FOOL OUT OF MYSELF.

TC: will not happen again.

CC: I forgive you t)(is time. 38)

CC: I'll glub at you later okay? Keep farming t)(at corn!

TC: PHEWWW. WELL, THAT'S A FUCKING RELIEF! AND YEAH, THIS MOTHERFUCKER WON'T KEEP YOU FROM GETTING UP IN THE LEAVING.

TC: i'll talk to you later, dolphinitely.

CC: Good luck, Gamgills!

CC: <333

-- captivatingClamency [CC] gave up trolling temulentCachinnation [TC] at 16:36 --