Characters:
always_both_me and
mr_crabbypantsWhen: After
this meeting
Where: In the junk yard
Rating: N-17 due to their offensive language.
Summary: You are Karkles, you are freaking out over having not heard from your best friend during and after the sky split open and rained down DEATH and DESTRUCTION. You go to investigate and succeed in finding him TRAPPED under a
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The fact that Gamzee was freaking out so badly did concern him, but at least it meant he was capable of speech--which was much better than the various, and colorful, alternatives he'd been imagining. Still, when the tub rocked upwards for a moment and Karkat got a glimpse of the troll underneath it, even bonier than usual--
He gritted his teeth and grabbed the end of the tub before it could settle back onto the ground, hands screaming in protest at the weight. Quickly, so as not to break his gogdamned fingers thank you very much, he dropped to one knee and used the other to help prop the tub up.
"Gamzee, stop flailing," he grunted, trying to make his voice as confident as he could under the circumstances. "Where is your horn caught?"
He wanted to flip the fucking deathtrap over before he worried about untangling horns from things, but he also didn't want to risk accidentally breaking the horn off.
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Despite Karkat trying to help and the panic Gamzee was fighting off, he reached out a hand and yanked the smaller troll under the tub with him. There wasn't much room in there and it was dark and smelt pretty bad too... Large clammy hands papped out feeling for his best motherfucking friend as he rattled his head and horns around a little more.
"Its so motherfucking dark in here bro... are you real? Or are you all up and in my pan... Whoa..." Squeezing Karkat's nose and almost poking him in the eye, still keeping a hand over his own nose to keep that grub safe and sound.
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