♋ PCG 9

[crusthatecean]

[Action; 1338 Benny Road]

[Karkat took his turn with the milk on the first day, to bring Jade back from kill drone state. He's been dealing with the after effects of the nasty poison that was inside ever since.

But today it was his turn again. He had been too sick the day before to prevent Jade from drinking her share, but this evening he prevented that from happening again by just refusing to go to sleep. Once he heard the milk delivery in the morning, he dragged his ass down to the front door to drink the bottle.

His housemates will find him still downstairs, holding the empty bottle of milk. He has the TV turned on to some infomercial for a groundbreaking new blender, and he's watching in fascination and horror.]

[Phone]

[Karkat's voice sounds hoarse and urgent when he picks up the phone to call Mayfield later that day.]

Okay.

Don't look now.

But the horrorterrors are right behind you.

Oh fuck! You unbelievable dumbass, I told you not to look!

[Action; Around Mayfield]

[Shortly after the phone call, Karkat wanders outside for a little bit, not really paying attention to where he's walking. He's carrying a paper towel roll curved in a way that looks vaguely like a sickle, and is swiping it randomly at the air from time to time.]

[Phone; Later]

[Much, much later that night, an extremely tired but lucid sounding Karkat makes a phone call once again.]

Wow. Uh.

So, I'm sure Jade and Gamzee didn't let me make any phone calls or anything earlier, right?

Just making sure about that.

Comments

[echidna]

Yeah...

[ Jade isn't looking at him so she doesn't see the difference in expression. Something about his comment does strike her as strange though, so she looks up at him, studying him intently. ]

You drank the milk. [ It comes out something between a question and a statement as her brows furrow together. ] Did it make you sick again? Or...

[ She can't quite put her finger on what's wrong, this might be easier if she didn't feel like shit right now. ]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

No. No, I'm great. The milk was fine.

[He definitely does not look great.]

It's just the TV show that's really kind of wigging me out.

[echidna]

[ There's definitely something wrong, she just can't figure out what. She glances at the TV, but no, it's still that dumb infomercial playing and generally nothing to wig out about. Unless an amazing juicer for the low low price of 19.99 is your thing.

Jade sighs, sinks against him and closes her eyes. It sucks, because she really doesn't want to deal with any of this. Not this place, or the milk, or anything. But it's not like she can just ignore it either. ]

Maybe you should turn it off then.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I can't do that to them.

[Turning back to watch.]

[echidna]

[ Bluuuuh. She's starting to figure it out. Why did it have to be crazy milk today? ]

No actually they told me it's okay and they wouldn't mind.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

But they're dead. How could they tell you anything?

[sinking into the couch and wrapping a blanket around himself.]

You didn't even know them.

[echidna]

No, really, I can talk to the dead Karkat and that's what they told me.

[ Not like she wants to get up but she's doing it anyway, turns off the tv and returns to her spot on the couch. Now she's just hoping he doesn't freak out. ]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[He seems to be okay with that. He's still looking blankly at the screen, but with less focus.]

Okay. If that's what they want.

[echidna]

[ This earns a loud sigh of releif. ]

Do you want to take a nap?

[ She does, never mind the fact that she just got up.

And hey, maybe a nap will help with the crazy. You never know. ]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

No.

[He didn't sleep the night before, but his head feels like it's buzzing. He can't find it in him to be tired.]

Shit. I realized why your universe got so fucked up, Jade. Gamzee did it. With his mind.

[echidna]

Are you sure you don't want to?

[ Because she is curling up against him, hoping her own sleepiness might rub off. In the mean time, she'll just try and humor him. ]

Oh, that does make a lot of sense.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I can't sleep. Our dream selves were all killed.

[echidna]

Yes, you can. [ She looks up at him briefly. ] My dream self is dead too.

You could at least try, right? You're tired.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I'm tired, but the dreams are horrible.

[echidna]

I know.

[ Not like she can argue with that. She's quiet for a few minutes, wrapped up in her blanket cocoon and lost in thought. ]

Why don't you just rest your eyes instead?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[He'll lean against her and close his eyes.]