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[The recording begins with sounds of someone fumbling to get a good hold of the PokéGear. Mumbled swearing about buttons and fingers, before for a brief moment a squinting Gamzee can be seen, in all his new found human glory. He doesn't look particularly happy, all things considered. What with the snarl-cum-smile tugging at his lips and making his expression something best described as feral. If you're that observant, you might notice bits and pieces of a Drowzee sharing the screen. A snout by Gamzee's face, and hands on his shoulders, as if trying to reach onto the PokéGear. Also, it seems Gamzee is shirtless for the moment. It's gone soon enough, as he finally figures out the text function. The last shot before the video ends is of him shoving at the Drowzee, expression somewhere between an unpleasant grin and an exasperated snarl.]

this is just a motherfucking joke.
CHOICEST MOTHERFUCKING JOKE OF THEM ALL.
it's all really well fucking done.
ALL THINGS CONSIDERED.
even if it's just a fucking waste of a brother's time.
TRYING TO AVOID THE INEVITABLE.
like it could been fucking avoided.
THEN IT JUST UP AND STOPS BEING INEVITABLE.
so that ain't it, right.
IT BE MORE THAN SMOKE AND MOTHERFUCKING MIRRORS.
or shitty jokes without a decent punchline.
LIKE BEING TURNED INTO ONE OF THE HORNLESS, PINK MOTHERFUCKERS.
it's more like a game to kill time.
AND CONFOUND A BROTHER'S PAN.
shit be all up and understandable now, though.
UNDER MOTHERFUCKING STANDABLE AS IT CAN FUCKING BE.
so let's play the shit out of this game.
BRING THE FUCKING MIRTH AND THE SCREAMING LAUGHS.
and see what kind of joyous carnival you've all got goin on here.

[If you happen to be near New Bark Town, you might have noticed Gamzee. Mostly because he's the half naked kid occasionally headbutting a Drowzee - and deeply regretting it every time he does, turns out human skulls ain't as resistant as troll ones - as his partner helpfully tries to grab his PokéGear and Gamzee tries to make sense of the newfangled technology at his disposal. Also, he's in his underwear, clothes unhelpfully stuck to nearby bushes. Someone had a slight panic upon waking up pink and hornless, alright? Just be glad Drowzee managed to distract him long enough he didn't get to take off his underwear. It might still happen though.]

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DUDE, I MIGHT DO A LOT OF DUMB THINGS.
INTENTIONALLY PLAYING WITH A MOTHERFUCKER'S FEELINGS ISN'T ONE OF THEM.

i guess not.
BUT I ALSO THOUGHT DRIPPING PALE MIRACLES ALL OVER A BROTHER'S PAN WAS NOT YOUR THING, EITHER.

THINGS CHANGE.
I'M JUST BEING HONEST WITH MYSELF AND WITH YOU.
YOU CAN TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT.

...i'll wait for you here.
IF ONLY JUST TO FUCKING SEE IF YOU'LL MOTHERFUCKING SHOW OR NOT.

I WILL.
IT'S A SIXTEEN HOUR FLIGHT SO JUST
SIT TIGHT.
YOU HAVE MY FUCKING WORD, GAMZEE.

honk.

[...but. He does wait. He even gets dressed, after a while. Fucking puny human body, it can't take the fucking cold at all. It's annoying. Gamzee has explored the town in detail, by the time Karkat arrives. Would arrive. Is the motherfucker even going to show at all?

His face hurts. And his fingers. And his toes, though he keeps wiggling them inside his shoes. He's tired and cold and pretty damn miserable, on the brink of working up a fantastic rage, as the hours go by. He's nosed around his backpack for food, but he's long done with what he found there. He's not even nibbling on Drowzee anymore.

Gamzee's sitting by the docks, Drowzee in his lap, not unlike a certain puppet. Fucking cold. Fucking human shit. Fucking Karkat, if he doesn't show up.]

[ and Karkat is, if anything, punctual. packing up all of his flying capable beasts, Karkat doesn't have to stop flying at all. with a roar from his Aerodactyl, Karat spots Gamzee.

he's nervous, if only because the other former troll is definitely from before any pale relations are set into motion. though Karkat knows he'll be okay. especially here.

Nick lands with a resounding thud at the docks. Karkat easily slides off of the beasts back, coat and scarf in his hands. ]

Gam!

[Gamzee tightens his hold onto the Drowzee, until the creature starts squirming and tilts its head back to headbutt him a little so he'll loosen his grip. He's curling back, head lowered to peer at Karkat and his partner with suspicious eyes.

He showed up, anyway, and now he has to deal with it. He doesn't want to. He just wants to step back and find something nice and cozy to curl up and wait for this shit to be over. Very, very reluctantly, Gamzee stands up, still clutching Drowzee to his chest. The pokémon wiggles its toes, as it's no longer touching the ground, but seems, for the moment, docile enough.]

[ all the while Karkat is edging closer too Gamzee, pushing goggles up onto the top of his head ( hey, flying can be chilly ). Nick stays there, but is growling a but of a warning. the beast isn't the only one, but Leopold jumps out of his ball and stretches before following at Karkat's heels. ]

Did he really think that you would not come? Oh ye of little faith...

Can it...

[ but there Karkat is, handing over the coat and scarf. ]

Put these on before you catch your death out here, not that dying is a thing that happens.

[Gamzee may or may not be inching away a little, too many things happening at the same time, and he's not in control of any of them and that's--

Gamzee croaks out a cackle at Karkat's wording, shoulders shaking and stray honks bubbling up his throat as he buries his face into the back of Drowzee's head.]

Catch my death! Ahahahahahaha, catch my fucking death!

[The Drowzee headbutts him again, so Gamzee gives in and lets the little guy down, not quite dumping it on his butt. Reluctantly, and still ~~honking~~ snickering, he takes the coat and the scarf. All shit aside, it's nice considering the cold. Drowzee proceeds to plop down and lean against Gamzee's leg.]

I forgot that this one is missing a few essential brain cells.

[ with that said, Leopold goes to grooming. he sees no threat here. yet.

Karkat, on the other hand, digs into his pocket and tosses out a treat for the Drowzee. ]

Told you I'd be here with shit to keep you warm.

[ but the ball is still in Gamzee's court. not Karkat's. ]

[At that, Gamzee quiets down abruptly, eyeing Karkat somewhere between wary and predatory.]

So you did.

[Drowzee takes the treat greedily, but not particularly intent on moving very much. Gamzee swallowed hard.]

What now, though.

[He's sullen and slightly defensive. This is not how it was meant to go at all. This isn't what he wanted.]

That's kind of your call, man. Notice that I relayed my personal feelings in a way you can understand them. So really all I can do at this point is stand here and wait for a rejection or. Well. Yeah.

[...fuck you, why is this on his shoulders. Fuck you. Seriously. It's almost enough to get him going again, and the way he bares his teeth kind of gives that away. It would be considerably more menacing if he weren't stuck inside a human meatsuit, but still.]

So what. That's it? You say it's your motherfucking job and your calling, and then you fucking sit back and wait to be up and rejected? Just like that?

[Uncomfortable things he's found out today? Human throats don't handle sudden yelling well. But he tries anyway, because one gotta talk like one feels.]

[ yes, it would be. maybe Karkat would even shrink away... but the chances of that right now are absolutely zero. as it is, he just shrugs. he can't help this... but Gamzee, or this one anyway, isn't exactly obligated to hold up a pale quadrant...

Karkat honestly... ]

Look, I want you to be the one to choose because I don't want it to seem like I'm forcing you, Gamzee. If you're going to reject me, then yeah, I'll probably have a good cry and do what I need to in order to move on... But if you want this, then I'll probably latch on like a leech for a full minute.

But that's it: It kind of has to be your calling too, right?

[Gamzee shrugged awkwardly. He still couldn't quite work himself up into a full rage again, because everything was new and complicated and terrifying and he was too scared to be really angry about anything. It was still there, festering somewhere in the back of his mind, but it wasn't a priority at the moment. He wasn't sure what was supposed to be priority, since he'd gotten the wind taken off his sails so abruptly. He shrugged again, looking at the ground.]

...maybe hugs from my best fucking friend, are a thing that should happen.

Well I'm not going to say no to a mothefucker in need.

[ Gamzee is going to get that hug, yes he is. because Karkat is more than willing to give one. just for Gamzee. not a whole lot of people can brag about the fact that they get Karkat hugs, you know. ]

[That. Yeah, that feels good. Gamzee sort of folds around Karkat, betraying just how unsettled he really is about this whole thing, holding onto him almost a little too tight.]

[ and that's really okay. a tight hug is still a hug and Karkat can rub that silly Makara's back to help soothe away all that nervous energy. he understands what it's like, waking up and finding yourself human. to be weaker. to be more vulnerable. everything is different and foreign, on top of being in some shitty musical land that never seems to really sleep.

but it's okay. Karkat can certainly help Gamzee get through it. ]

[Gamzee relaxes by degrees, bit by bit, slowly melting into the hold. He hisses air through his teeth, fingers digging into Karkat's back.]

...you really up and want to pacify this motherfucker's ass, huh.

I'll admit this over and over again until I feel appropriately chastised for it... When you left the main lab area, I was nothing short of worried to the point of actually vocalizing it in conversation. But I was too much of a shit head to go out and try to find you. My focus was so much on trying to be this leader that I am clearly not instead of doing what my gut was telling me...

[ it's true and Karkat feels horrible for it. ]

[Gamzee let's air slowly, controlled, almost a hum. Inquisitive. Right now, all that mattered was to find out what else Karkat would say. Because... because it didn't change anything, really, but. It was nice. This was nice. Almost as nice as feeling bone shatter under a club and that really dope sound of wet flesh tearing and the most motherfucking miraculous smile he's ever seen on a bro's face...]

And what's your gut up and purring into your aurals, bro?

I should have been there for you, Gamzee. But I wasn't. Makes me one shitty best friend...

[There's a long, long silence after that, and then Gamzee seems to melt even further around Karkat.]

...shoosh, best friend.

[ snorts, breathing a sigh and hugging tighter. ]

Idiot.

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