"You need me to help you what."
Karkat stared at his friend, a harsh scowl on his face. He couldn't believe what Sollux had just asked him to do.
"Jeguth, KK, if lookth could kill."
The taller male gave an exasperated groan, slapping a hand to his forehead. "Fucking fine. Oh my gog. But you better be seriously glad you're my best friend."
Giving an irritated scoff, Sollux took a step towards his dancing partner, putting one hand up for Karkat to grab. He placed the other on his waist, gripping lightly, staring at him with a deadpan gaze.
"Oh, no. What. No," Karkat muttered, his eyes widening and scowl growing. "No, I am not the woman."
This wasn't supposed to happen.
This had only been to make Feferi jealous. He shouldn't have cared. He shouldn't have ever cared about a land-dweller.
But he did.
Eridan sighed as he gazed down at the sleeping troll before him, his face and body covered in cuts, scrapes, and deep blue bruises. Trembling a bit, the purple-haired male laid his head upon Equius' chest, if only just to hear his heart beat.
Equius was lucky he hadn't ended up like Tavros. He'd fallen off a cliff, to put it simply; how he'd done it was another, more complicated story, involving an overly-complex fighting move and a very large ogre. Aradia had claimed that,
hay i was a Japan that sat with you by the artist thing at the rest place at sakura con 2011 i had a black bunny that said lovon its ear, you played ninja with my Italy oh did you get those headphons back to that usa cosplayer?