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She calls this out as a customer leaves the cafe, peppermint mocha in hand. She fixes her shiny party hat, desperately trying to get it to sit somewhat straight. Unfortunately, it is a losing battle. Behind her, from the counter, John laughs and knocks it crooked again. In retaliation, she hits him with the counter rag.
JOHN: ew jade itās wet!!!!!
JADE: shouldve thought about that before you committed hat crimes
JADE: if you arent doing anything helpful start stuffing invitations for me
She pushes a small bin full of paper and miscellaneous items over to him, which he starts digging through with a melodramatic sigh. She chooses to ignore it.
JOHN: who are we inviting?
JADE: uhhhhhh
JADE: karkat of course!
JADE: he hates over-the-top stuff and i want to watch him squirm
JADE: dave and rose
JADE: kanaya if shes not busy
JOHN: probably vriska too. she will 100% come after me if i donāt.
JOHN: i guarantee that iāll get a text that says āJohn, why am I not inv8ted to your party???????? I thought we were friends.ā
JOHN: and then sheāll show up anyway!
JOHN: because itās vriska.
JADE: well see
JADE: roxy dirk jake. jane too!
JADE: itll be fun john!!!
JOHN: jade, the last time we had a party karkat set something on fire.
JADE: hush we dont talk about that
John holds up an invitation for her to inspect. Jade takes it and pretends to inspect the packaging, giving little hmmms every now and then. John feigns apprehension, watching her closely.
JADE: looks good!!!
JADE: just write their names on the outside and lick it shut
He makes a face, but proceeds, making an overdramatic noise of disgust as he licks the envelope.
JOHN: whoās this one for?
JADE: dave
JADE: i want to do karkats
JADE: i have something special planned for his :D
JOHN: whatever shenanigans youāve got in store for him, i approve.
JOHN: as long as i donāt get caught in the crossfire.
JADE: yeah yeah sure
She waves away his comment, knowing she probably wonāt make good on that promise. Sheās learned to never pass up a chance to prank John. You never know when youāll get another opportunity.
The door chimes. Jake and Roxy amble in, along with a big burst of cold air.
JAKE: Hey guys!
ROXY: whats up
JAKE: I am so chuffed about that new years party!
JOHN: uh yeah, me too. totally chuffed!
JOHN: whatever that means?
JAKE: You know, chuffed!
John rolls his eyes. Jake and Roxy take a seat at a table, turning their chairs to face the counter with a quiet thump. Jade continues wiping down the counters.
JADE: alright so
JADE: i need you boys to help me get the apartment ready
JADE: roxy, if you want to help thatd be appreciated but not expected of you!
JAKE: Yes maāam.
ROXY: u got it!!
John makes a face at her at the prospect of having to go on a cleaning and organizing spree. Jade ignores it.
JADE: jake, can you help me clean?
JAKE: Aye aye, captain.
JADE: john you can start setting up the decorations
JOHN: yay!
JADE: dont get too excited, theres a lot
JOHN: oh. :(
ROXY: dw ill help you john
JOHN: thank you roxy! i knew someone around here appreciated me. nudge nudge, jade.
Jade rolls her eyes and puts the cleaning supplies away. She begins locking up as the other three go to stand by the door. They exit the cafe, met by the sharp December chill. Immediately, wind stings Jadeās face, and she hurriedly sticks her hands in her pockets.
After about ten minutes of walking in near silence, theyāre in the lobby of their apartment building. John gets the honor of pressing the button to call the elevator down, and it is a rather quiet thirty seconds as it makes its way to the ground floor. Itās not usually this quiet for them, but Jade supposes that everyoneās got something or other on their minds. The elevator dings, they step in and John once again presses the button for the fourth floor. When they were younger they used to fight about it, but now Jade just lets him do it. Itās for enrichment purposes, she figures.
ROXY: so guys how many people are you inviting
JADE: uhhh
JADE: karkat dave roseā¦
JADE: plus whoever else they want to bring
JOHN: vriska :/
JADE: so about 6 other people!
JAKE: Quite the shebang, then.
JADE: hopefully, yeah! i think its going to be really fun :D
JAKE: Well, if we want to finish doing everything by tomorrow night, wed better get cracking. Onwards!
The elevator dings and releases them onto the fourth floor. Jake has such enthusiasm in his step that he could almost be skipping if he really tried. If Jade had known that all it took was the prospect of a āshebangā to get him this psyched about cleaning, she wouldāve been using it to her advantage long ago. Jade pulls out her keys with a jingle and searches through them for a moment, singling out the one for the apartment and slotting it into the lock with a click and a twist. Pushing the door open, she lets the others in and kicks her shoes off after them. John has led the others into the kitchen, where theyāre all standing rather awkwardly.
JADE: lemme grab the decorations
Jake gives her a mock salute as she passes, and she ducks into the closet in the hall, grabbing the box of decorations sheās been slowly building up over time. Itās an awkward, hefty box, and she lets out an oomph as she picks it up and carries it into the kitchen, setting it down with a heavy thud on the counter. John makes a face and beckons Roxy over. They each pick up one end and lug it out of the kitchen.
we return from sudden hiatus. please take this as an offering
sburban coffee pt 4
Jade hums quietly to herself as she fiddles with the lock. Itās a stupid lock. You have to jiggle the key in a certain way, while also holding the handle down and pushing against the door. Not great when youāve got full hands. She has kicked this door many a time in frustration, and said some Karkat-worthy things to it. This door is her worst enemy. Click. Finally. The door whines on old hinges as she pushes it open slowly, stepping into the apartment. John must not be home yet, she notes.
She flips on the lights, illuminating the rather cramped but cozy room, and steps out of the doorway, carefully checking the surrounding area for pranks of any sort. You can never be too careful when living with John. She tosses her bag onto the couch (green, soft, had only cost them $300, and her favourite thing in the world). The room is kind of a mess, but thatās to be expected with how busy she is, and two boys living there with her. Granted, Jake is kind of a part-time tenant, but his presence in the apartment is... noticable, to say the least. Jade doesnāt mind cleaning, but these days she never has the time for it, and can only guiltily watch the mess grow. She steps into the kitchen, pointedly ignoring the dirty dishes beginning to slowly accumulate and contemplates the refridgerator. The options arenāt much, but, regardless, she grabs some old pizza, settling at the little bar-counter that takes up part of the wall to finish up some classwork.
A while later, she hears the door click open, and a crash that is probably John tripping over all the shoes at the door again. She leans back in her seat, glancing down the hall.
JADE: john. are you good?
JOHN: yes jade, i am perfectly fine.
JOHN: who put all these shoes here!!
JADE: you did. theyre all your shoes, john
JOHN: i really donāt think theyāre all mine.
JOHN: how can they all be mine?!
JOHN: this one isnāt even my size! it looks more like yours.
JOHN: these are your stinky dog converse, jade.
Jade hears a thump, presumably John kicking the shoes aside.
JADE: i move mine out of the walkway!! like a normal person!!!
JADE: besides, im not the one who nearly died on them
JADE: operator error
JOHN: operator of what. am i commander shoe shoe now?
JADE: operator of your legs
JOHN: at least iām not that guy. you know?
JOHN: vriskaās... friend?
JOHN: the one who lost his legs in a terrible, terrible chainsaw related accident.
JOHN: jade, be respectful of him. at least i have legs.
She can hear him coming down the hall on his aforementioned legs, and a moment later, heās poking his head into the doorway of her room. Jade herself is attempting to write a hefty paper for her chemistry class. The work is fine ā fun, even ā but the pages and pages of words she needs to somehow summon from the depths of her brain? She could do without those.
JADE: hey!! how was your day?
JOHN: long. very long. longer than one of daveās rambles.
JADE: sounds pretty long indeed!!
John flops down on the floor next to her bed, letting out the longest sigh Jade has ever heard. She bonks the side of his head with her foot, and he shoves it away, turning to face her and resting his head on his arms on her bed.
JOHN: some lady pinched my cheeks. she said i looked like her grandson.
JOHN: it took like 5 minutes to get her to leave me alone. it was terrible!
JADE: awwww but you do have such pinchable cheeks!!
She leans forward and squishes his face, giggling as he makes a disgruntled face that really only looks silly. John makes a loud noise in complaint.
JADE: DID YOU JUST LICK ME!!!
JOHN: maybe.
JADE: im never giving you another free drink again!!!!
JADE: youll have to pay. like a SUCKER!!
JADE: a CHUMP, EVEN!!!!!!
JADE: ill have karkat make fun of you the whole time too
JOHN: you wouldnāt!!
Jade just shoves Johnās head away, resulting in a oomph from the latter.
JADE: actually, yes i would!!! and i WILL
John makes a face at her again, which she ignores.
JADE: oh! by the way, i forgot to ask but do you know if jake is coming in tonight?
JOHN: i think so.
JADE: i hope he gets here okay. i heard it was going to rain
Jade glances out the small window beside her bed. The city lights shine back at her, illuminating the many buildings and cramped streets. Sheās always loved the view, having spent many a night just staring out the window, watching the cars on the streets and the few faint stars visible in the city travel across the sky. That very same sky is now full of ominous clouds, and rain does seem imminent.
She hopes Jake will be there in time for the party. The last time sheād talked to him, heād mentioned that he hadnāt been sure if heād make it.
Theyāve just said their goodnights and gone off to their seperate rooms when the front door slams open. A tired but cheerful British voice rings out.
JAKE: Oi, is anybody home? Its pouring bloody buckets out there. I could fill a tub with how much water i seem to have absorbed!
Thereās two loud thumps as Jake apparently tosses his shoes - into a wall? Itās dark. Maybe he misssed? Thereās more kerfuffling as Jake manages to make more noise than a blind dog in an item-filled room.
Jade groans and slides out of bed, grabbing her glasses and stuffing her feet into her fluffy slippers.
JOHN: shut it jake, iām trying to sleeeeep.
Jade stumbles over to her door, opening it and rubbing at her eyes as she walks down the hall, glasses-less and adjusting to all the lights Jake has somehow turned on within thirty seconds of stepping in the door. She puts her glasses on as she steps into the kitchen, her cousin coming into sharp focus. He gives her a goofy wave, smiling warmly.
JAKE: Jade!!
JADE: jake!!!!
They hug. Jake is wet and smells like manly british man smells. Jade pulls away after a second, slightly damp and makes a face in Jakeās general direction. She then notices a faint trail of wet footprints and internally sighs.
JADE: i thought you said you werenāt going to make it?
JAKE: I wasnt! But then some things happened and it started raining there too so i got off work early and was able to get a flight in just the nick of time!
JADE: thats awesome!!
JADE: do you uh, want to dry off?
JADE: youre dripping on my kitchen floor :(
JAKE: Oh! Uh. Right.
Jake shakes his head like a wet dog, spraying water everywhere. Jade yelps, as it was the last thing she could have possibly expected him to do. Well. Okay. Sheās known Jake for almost her whole life; this is actually pretty in character for him.
JADE: jake!!!!!
Jake laughs and gives her a cheeky wink. She gives him her best glare, but after a few seconds, breaks down into giggles.
JOHN: what is going on.
JOHN: canāt a man sleep around here?
JOHN: hi jake, nice to see you at ass oāclock.
JAKE: Howdy to you too john!
He slaps John so hard on the back that there is an audible THWAP. Jake grins. Jade sighs, longsuffering and fondly.
JOHN: OW.
JOHN: as you would say, boy shitting howdy!!
JAKE: Nothing like a hearty slap to get the blood moving huh?
JADE: okay guys i think jake should take a shower and dry off
JADE: its great to see you!! but im really tired
JADE: if youre hungry theres food in the fridge
JOHN: how am i supposed to sleep after that strong manly slap?
JADE: just try john, im sure you can
JAKE: Roger that, miss!
JADE: jake
JAKE: Jade.
They make eye contact and stare at each other for a moment before going their seperate ways. John is making loud grumbling noises as he disappears into his room, with the occassional OW MY BACK. Jade is mostly sure heās joking.
As soon as he steps foot through the door, he is totally regretting his lifeās decisions. Scanning the room, it is as he feared: The Girl is there, laughing with Karkat and, surprisingly, John. Dave does a double take. John and Karkat in the same room together? Heās surprised the place is still standing. Dave hopes that she - Jade, right? - has forgotten all about him and his massive uncool failure, but Karkat turns his head to see whoās at the door, and shit, the jig is up. Itās all over. He can pinpoint the exact moment Karkat realizes the power he has to turn around and ruin Daveās life. He does not disappoint, nudging Jade and saying something barely audible to her. John perks up, looking over as well. Take a picture losers, itāll last longer, Dave thinks sourly as John begins to wave.
JOHN: dave!!! itās me, john!!Ā
DAVE: wow really i hadnt noticed
He makes his way up to the counter, Rose in tow. He knows sheās watching all this go down with sharp amusement, feeling her beady little eyes on his back. John is sitting on the counter (to compensate for his shortness), and Karkat moves up to the register in front of them. Jade is nowhere to be seen.
KARKAT: HEY DAVE.Ā
He gives Dave a shit-eating grin.Ā
KARKAT: HAVE I INTRODUCED YOU TO MY FRIEND YET?Ā
KARKAT: I THINK YOUāD REALLY LIKE HER.Ā
KARKAT: YOU HAVENāT MET BEFORE, RIGHT?Ā
DAVE: no no i definitely havent she doesnt have a very memorable face no sireeĀ
DAVE: who is this person to have been deemed worthy of my acquaintance
DAVE: im a very busy guy karkat
DAVE: not a lot of time for trivial matters like consorting with coffee-making damsels
KARKAT: OH IāM SURE.Ā
KARKAT: COME HERE, LOVE. OH SORRY, I MEAN LOVELY LADY.
The lady in question pokes her head out of the pantry, tilting it quizzically.
JADE: wait karkat are you talking to me
JADE: i mean uhh
JADE: yes?
KARKAT: I WANT YOU TO MEET SOMEONE.
KARKAT: THIS IS DAVE.
DAVE: supĀ
DAVE: nice to meet you
DAVE: definitely for the first time
JADE: uhhh yeah! likewise
Dave holds his hand out to shake, and Jade awkwardly slaps it like a high five. This is going great. Karkat looks ready to pass away from holding in hysterical laughter. In the background, John looks confused. This is not an unusual occurance, as John is often confused. Itās a fact of life at this point. Rose has ambled over to the display case and appears to be intently scrutinizing the goods.Ā
DAVE: so uh
DAVE: john
DAVE: whatre you doing here
DAVE: are you a coffee connoisseur
DAVE: now are you fancy bitch or starbucks junkie
DAVE: i dont see you as either honestly but then again i didnt know you liked coffee at all
JOHN: no, iām visiting my sister! jade.
JOHN: do you really not remember me ever talking about her?
JOHN: weāve known eachother for what, 6 years?
JOHN: i even said something about it a couple days ago! i told you i would be busy because i would be helping her here.
DAVE: i have no recollection of thisĀ
DAVE: wheres the evidence egbert
KARKAT: I CALL BULLSHIT.Ā
DAVE: surprise surprise
DAVE: im shocked
DAVE: flabbergasted even
DAVE: if i wasnt so young youd need to call life alert because i just had a heart attack
JADE: i know cpr!!
DAVE: impressive
DAVE: a woman of many talentsĀ
DAVE: i respect thatĀ
ROSE: So very feminist of you, Dave.
ROSE: Your progress is astounding.
JOHN: daveās a feminist now?
JOHN: i think the lack of sun exposure on his eyes has somehow warped his brain.
DAVE: whats the problem guys theres nothing wrong with feminismĀ
DAVE: i love feminism. i. love women?
KARKAT: ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?
ROSE: Did something change in the last few minutes that I wasnāt aware of?
KARKAT: I SEEM TO RECALL DIFFERENT THINGS.
JOHN: i like women too.Ā
John nods in a very serious manner. Dave canāt tell whether heās actually serious or doing it for the bit. He doesnāt think he wants to know the answer
DAVE: im glad
DAVE: women really need to be liked and treasured
DAVE: anyway
DAVE: can i get a uhh
DAVE: latte
Karkat resumes his place at the register and ringing him up. Jade turns and starts making the espresso, and Dave steps back to let Rose order. He finds himself a seat at the bar counter next to John, resting his arms on it and talking about nothing in particular. Heās only half paying attention, watching Jade work from the relative privacy his shades offer.
A short while later, a latte is pushed across the counter to him. The frothy milk jiggles a bit as it stops, and he observes the expertly poured heart shape in the foam. When he looks up, Jade has already moved on to the next customer, laughing over her shoulder at something he canāt see.
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hey there quick authors note ig
thank you (especially you!! you know who you are. you can absolutely be crowned our number one fan) for the support on our silly little self-indulgent writing
second installment that was written in like 10 minutes
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ROSE: I think we should discuss what happened back there.
DAVE: discuss what
DAVE: nothing happened
ROSE: Mhm. Interesting.
DAVE: dont even
DAVE: theres nothing interesting youre being ridiculous
DAVE: even more ridiculous than your attempt to look off into the distance mysteriously
DAVE: that girl probably thought you were high more than she thought you were swoon-worthy
ROSE: And I do believe most innocent coffee drinkers thought you were a madman for being so distraught over nothing.
Dave chooses not to respond to this, knowing Rose will try (will definitely) drag it out into a Whole Thing. He taps out a rhythm on the steering wheel as they wait at a red light. A guy dressed like a clown walks across the crosswalk at a leisurely pace. The world certainly isnāt making any more sense. It takes him a moment to realize that Rose is still talking.
ROSE: Besides, you didnāt even fulfill your duties as a proper wingman. You were too busy having an internal mental breakdown that you refuse to talk about.
DAVE: youre still on about that typing girl huh
DAVE: oh how lucky she must be
DAVE: everyone wants to have a weird ass girl pining after them like a lost duckling
DAVE: talk about romance of the century
DAVE: romeo and juliet who
DAVE: more like rosemeo and random girl-liet
DAVE: when is it coming to theaters
ROSE: Youāre avoiding the question again, Dave. Your tangents arenāt going to deter me.
DAVE: what am i going to do as your wingman
DAVE: talk to her for you?
DAVE: are we awkward middle schoolers at their first dance
DAVE: giggling and whispering about people were too scared to ever approach
DAVE: better stop standing in the dark gym corner the chaperones are going to think were about to commit a crime
ROSE: I am certainly capable of talking to her myself. I figured I would extend the invitation of returning there to you as well, but it appears youāre too afraid to accept it.
DAVE: now hold on
DAVE: i didnt say that
ROSE: No, but it was implied.
DAVE: implied my ass
DAVE: youre reading into it
ROSE: Itās very light reading.
DAVE: why would i be afraid
DAVE: its a building
DAVE: with a lot of plants
ROSE: Then you should have no problem with returning, say, tomorrow?
Dave says nothing, debating his options. He could give her the satisfaction of potentially watching him fail again (unlikely. Heās far too cool for that to happen. Just. So smooth), or he could chicken out and let her hold it over his head forever. Sheād need a stepladder, but she would find a way to make it happen.
He can feel her expectant look from the passengerās side, the particular tilt of her head visible in his peripheral vision. He also knows the Eyebrows are making a reappearance.
you don't save the world by relaxing, a ficlet set on lofaf.
in which dave would like jade to take a break, and jade would like dave to leave. those frogs are not going to breed themselves, after all.
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āHey,ā Dave says as he walks into the large room. He glances around, first watching the many, many frogs hopping around the room, and then at the mess that has begun to pile up. In the middle of it all is Jade, who is hunched over the main console, frantically pressing buttons and muttering to herself.
Dave studies her for a moment. Her hair is frizzy and unkempt, and heās pretty sure sheās wearing the same clothes he saw her in five days ago.
She clearly didnāt hear him. āHey,ā he repeats, a little louder. Jade jumps, letting out a small shriek.
āHi,ā she says tiredly, but doesnāt turn to face him, still pressing buttons. Click, click, click. He moves to stand over her shoulder, watching her press various different buttons that make absolutely no sense to him.
āAre you good,ā he asks, knowing the answer. He wishes she would turn to face him.
A slight pause in the button pressing. āYeah, yeah Iām fine.ā Lie. Her voice is just a little too cheerful-fake. āJust busy, yaknow? Frogs suck. I want to strangle their cute little faces.ā Dave knows this song and dance well; deflect with humor in the attempt that he will cease and desist. Dave is not fooled - he invented the fine art of bullshittery.
He ignores the silent go away please and says instead: āYou look terrible.ā
Jade snorts, shoulders stiffening slightly. āThanks, Dave. Itās not like Iām trying to save the world or anything.ā Underneath the sarcasm, he can hear the silent undertone; Iām doing it all alone. What if I canāt do it in time?
āNo, yeah, itās just a normal. Uh. What day is it.ā He pauses for a moment. Sure, he could just guess. Maybe his fancy time-player powers could tell him. Heād rather make Jade laugh. āYou know what,ā he continues, going the funny route, as he always does. āDays donāt exist anymore. Iām declaring today Daveurday.ā
Jade lets out a small laugh. Strider 1, Harley 0, Dave thinks. āThe best day ever,ā she agrees.
āYeah, yeah. Itās a national holiday now. It lasts, uhh. Two daylight cycles, and everyoneās gotta wear shades and praise me.ā
Jade turns to face him, meeting his eyes for the first time. Bright green like her island used to be. Dave internally winces - there are bags under her eyes, and her glasses are crooked. When was the last time she ate? Heās afraid to find out. āOh great supreme overlord Dave, please spare me. I am but a mere uncool mortal,ā she says, tone worshipful, although he knows she is anything but.
āAs your supreme overlord I command you to take a break,ā Dave replies imperiously, tilting his chin up and looking down at her.
Jade laughs sharply, eyes flicking away from his and back to the console, where the buttons remain unpressed. One is flashing red, almost accusingly - why havenāt you pressed me, it seems to say. She presses a seemingly unrelated one on the other side of the board. It stops flashing. Her back is to him again, he notes, and knows she is trying to hide the fact that she barely has it together.
News flash, itās painfully obvious.
After a moment, she says, āIāll take a break-ā she pauses, āIāll take a break when Iām dead, I suppose.ā And Dave realizes, itās not just this. She hasnāt taken a true break since, he doesnāt know when? After all, she saw their futures in the clouds of Prospit. Had carried that alone. Sheās more of a hero than he will ever be, he thinks.
He decides on the next best thing: āFine then, let me help you.ā
āNo, I got this,ā she says, āIām the space player, right. This is my job. Yours is to time travel and make more annoying clones of yourself.ā
āMy job is also to make sure youāre like. Sleeping? And eating? Those are kind of important, Jade,ā he argues. āItās Daveurday. You gotta obey the Dave. And the Dave says to take a break.ā
Another long moment, during which Dave watches her intently, knowing sheāll give in. She always does. Itās the Strider charm. Nobody can resist the shades. Strider 2, Harley 0, he thinks, as she sighs, leaning back in her chair. After a moment, she turns halfway to side-eye him. āFine. But only if you shut up.ā
āMe, shut up? Never.ā He says, faking offense, and crouches down next to the console. āNow show me what all these buttons do, Miss Harley.ā
