♋ 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.]

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[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Glad? Hehe... [a pause.] Well, I'm... glad you listened. [it's been weighing heavily on her shoulders ever since she got here.] And I'm here to listen to everything you have to say, too. I'll even save my judgements and nooses for later.

Even if it is pretty awful shit.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Well, at least it's out of the way. I don't think there's anything else from my timeline that needs to be talked about.

[Yes, Karkat, nothing has gone left unsaid between them at all.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[yes, nothing at all.

they are terrible at this.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Still holding on to her...

Okay so now how to transition this trainwreck back to the original objective. He wishes he were maybe a little bit cooler or maybe a little less of the kind of person where romantic moments so easily turn into discussing which of your friends are on murderous rampages at the moment.

Awkward.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[it's hard.

being a troll and one of the last surviving members of your species and all of your friends are dying. it's hard and only other trolls understand.

Terezi sort of wishes Karkat were a little cooler too but that's in general, not just right now.

she will wait a little bit before she decides to make the first move like the girl in How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days, but she doesn't really want to do the losing part.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Okay. Well. Doing this.

Hitch taught him that the secret of a good kiss is to go 90% of the way and then hold, so he's doing that.

Except she's blind so she can't see what she's doing aside from the fact that he is suddenly very up in her space and yet not kissing her.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[y...yeah...

well she can sense that he's pretty close because she can feel the heat coming off of his skin, so she just kind of.

waits there.

waiting for it to happen.



come on Karkat be all cool for once.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[But Hitch said...to wait until she comes the other 10%...How could Hitch be wrong aside from that being the whole point of the movie?

Okay, this is stupid. Closing the gap the rest of the way.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[wow Karkat............

okay yeah she'll just lean in a little too, put her arms over his shoulders, and yes finally the makeout is happening.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Yes too cool, too cool.

He's not pushing this too fast, just slowly kissing her and holding her close and other such descriptions of thirteen year old makeouts.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[yes this is totally great, she is just going to sit herself on his lap and mack on him







is that the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs

not that Terezi notices, she's kind of distracted right now.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[No, Karkat doesn't notice either. He's depending on you to be the one with attentive hearing, sheesh.]

1/3

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[o-oh... well no she is not noticing

sorry......................]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[...and she definitely doesn't notice, as they carry on, the door opening



or her male human lusus standing there...]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[P...pulling away oh god

At least he's just a drone.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[she almost falls off the bed.........

meanwhile the drone father is looking rather incensed!]

[Terezi recognizes the voice and sighs.] I still don't know what a daughter is and why I am one.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Terezi, tell him he needs to do your laundry.

[Still hasn't figured out the drone gender politics here.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[o-oh...

the drone reacts with typical increased annoyance! also now he is hovering intimidatingly in the wholesome way only a good 50s father could do.]



[Terezi bursts out laughing.] Rascal, ahahaha!

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Fuck off!

Terezi, you're not fucking helping.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[yeah drone dad is trying to grab Karkat by the shirt or collar or whatever happens in those delightful retro films where the dad gets angry at the streetwise punk smooching on his innocent young daughter]

I'm sorry! [still laughing] What do you want me to do? [she tries tugging at drone dad's arm...]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Yes getting pulled off the bed by the shirt collar this is a difficult angle to strife from but he's attempting it.]

The fucking laundry!

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

You want me to do the laundry? [just sitting there in confusion since she can't actually see the awfulness of the situation...]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Tell the drone lusus to--fuck! Ow!

[This streetwise punk just got socked one good!]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Karkat?

[uh oh okay

she grabs for the rather shitty uncool non-sword cane she's managed to get a hold of here in Mayfield and swings it as hard as she can at what she assumes is lusus-dad

..............................it's up to you whether she missed or not]