♋ PCG 10; backdated to Thursday

[crusthatecean]

[Action; Outside 1338 Benny Road!]

[Early Thursday morning, there's a strange sight out on Benny Road. A terrifying crab monster appears to be menacing a young troll lad! Karkat is trying to fend off the crab monster with a garden tool and appears to mostly be managing it, but the monster won't stop trying to grab him with its claws.]

[Action; 1338 Benny Road; Later]

[Later that day, in a house that smells horribly of fish but is much cleaner than usual, Karkat is sitting on the couch watching TV. The crab monster is lurking behind the house, occasionally growling until Karkat feeds him some fish from a can.]

Comments

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Neither do I! Holy shit, you don't just say something like that to my lusus. What's your problem?

Guess what? I didn't even know you that well back when he was alive, so there was nothing to say. I mean, okay, he was around as a sprite after...things...but there wasn't a good time, and then he died again. He just got here today, so no, I hadn't mentioned you.

He gets really weird about this shit, okay?

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[SIGH]

Karkat, it is hardly my fault that you have a weird crabby lusus just like you. When I finally got to talk to my lusus, she listened to everything I had to say!

Okay, mostly she said 'Hi Terezi' and 'heeheehee' and we sniffed each other a lot. But still! I can't be blamed for your lack of communication.

[what is the problem here

there are no problems here]

action morning

[coolbowtie.livejournal.com]

[oh wow, exciting and possible dangerous shit! This is awesome.

Energetically approaching.]

What's this now?

action morning

[stealsluck.livejournal.com]

Someone has a lusus! Wow, Karkat look at all the stuff you have. You better not be hogging it from the rest of us.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

He's not weird!

[Even though Karkat just called him that.]

It's just an awkward subject to bring up with him, and the way you had to put it didn't help anything.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Hitting the crab over the head with the back end of his sickle! It's roaring and nearly grabs Karkat in one of its pincers!]

You're the one being ridiculous!

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Awww, crabfucker, it's cool, you ain't got to be worrying none. Karkat's my best motherfuckin' friend, we chill. [beams!!]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I'm busy! Too busy to give a shit about anything you're saying.

[Crabdad takes a break from trying to grab Karkat to hiss at Vriska.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Well, you told him I lied! [she frowns.] ...You didn't want him to know?

[bluh] Why wouldn't you?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Crabdad stops and squints at Gamzee before hissing and clicking his claws in his direction.]

If you want to be helpful, go see if we have any fish or anything in the icebox.

No, we don't have your fucking roe cubes, they don't make them here.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's not like that.

You said 'we make out sometimes.' He doesn't need to think about that. I introduced you, didn't I? I would have explained better later, but no, I didn't want him to know 'we make out sometimes.'

[stealsluck.livejournal.com]

Even he thinks you're a douchey loudmouth.

[coolbowtie.livejournal.com]

[Pulling out the sonic just in case!]

Need some help there? Unless you've actually got everything under control and only look like you are completely out of luck and backed into a corner.

Happens to me quite often.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

It's important information. [she's being helpful!!!] I mean, what if he walked in on us like Gamz and Jade did?

[come on you know it's a strong possibility]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Glancing back at him. Crabdad hisses at the weapon looking thing and shoves Karkat behind him with his claw.]

Ow, hey.

No, it's fucking fine. He's just being an asshole.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

...Oh god.

We can't do anything like that anymore.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

No, he thinks you're psychotic and unstable, and he wants you to fuck off.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[..........oh....] Guess not. [IT'S NOT LIKE SHE'D WANT TO OR ANYTHING...]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's not funny.

[And suddenly they're being interrupted by Crabdad coming in to check on them and also to hiss in case they are making out.]

Oh god, we're just talking!

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Sure thing, best friend.

[wanders back in to look in the fridge

oh lucky, dronemom put a fish in a freezer!

gets distracted for a bit as he also grabs a soda and chugs it, then wanders back out]

Haha, shot a quick motherfuckin' message to the messiahs and they all up and landed this in the thermal hull. You want it?

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

I didn't say it was! I-

[oh..... looks in Crabdad's direction and waves her hands as if to assure him that they are not currently groping Karkat's nubby horns inappropriately or whatever]

It's okay, really.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[Taking the fish and throwing it to Crabdad! He sniffs it disdainfully but eats it, grumbling.]

Okay, are you going to stop being such a pain in the crevice now? It's not 'past curfew.'

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's fucking fine.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[awkwardly waits for Crabdad to go away...........]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, the fuck's a curfew? [oh you trolls and your responsible lusii]