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Characters: Terezi and Bluekat
Setting: In the dorms, just after Karkat returns.
Format: Action?
Summary: Terezi thinks Bluekat is being a huge wriggler about this whole "alternate version" business. TIME TO LAY DOWN THE LAW.
Warnings: None!


[Terezi would never, ever understand why she kept becoming friends with cudmudgeonly boys with egos made of glass. Karkat's little temper tantrum had been one of the most ridiculous things she'd seen.

But, to be fair, she could understand why he was frustrated.

That didn't mean he had to be such a baby about it.

So Terezi knocks on his door, tapping her cane against her shoe impatiently.]

Comments

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

What.

[Guess who's not getting up to answer the door? This douchebag.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[HUFF.]

Open the door, Karkat!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

No.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She rolls her eyes and tries the door. Unlocked. HAH.]

So much for being a gentleman!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, nope, Karkat is just on his bed, arms folded and glaring at a wall.]

Don't you have some catching up to do?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Oh Jegus really. She sighs, plopping down on the bed beside him. Manners? Nope.]

What is wrong with you?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Sarcastically:]

Where do you want me to start?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She is linefacing at him.]

Start with why you flipped out at us, for one.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

No thanks.

[Turning away from her now.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Reaching out to grab his arm!]

Karkat!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Trying to shrug her off.]

I said no.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Why does she do this to herself? She turns to face him, crossing her legs and leaning forward.]

Are you mad at me because I keep comparing you to him?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[He's keeping his back to her, but his shoulders haunch a bit when she asks that question.]

I'm not fucking talking about this!

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She's silent for a moment. He's being kind of a douchebag about this, but that was pretty unfair of her. She should probably apologize. Maybe. COME ON SUCK IT UP PYROPE AND DO IT.]

I'm sorry, Karkat.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[That causes a suspicious pause, his head turning to look at her over his shoulder a bit hesitantly with his seven-pupiled eye still narrowed.]

Sorry that I'm a blue-blooded douchebag, or sorry about something else?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Oh, okay, he's going to make this as difficult as possible? Her eyes narrow.]

I'm sorry I was comparing you to Karkat and Vriska.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Basically.]

Yeah. Me too.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She crosses her arms and just sits, staring at him sightlessly. Is that really all he's going to say?]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Seems like it. Or maybe he's just waiting to see what she'll say if he doesn't say anything in return. He's expecting her to take it back any moment now.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Nope. Not taking it back. She gives him a second more, then scoots closer and reaches for his arm again.]

You are such a grump.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

So do I get the privilege of being my own person now? Is that finally a thing?

[He doesn't shrug her off this time or try and pull away.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I said I was sorry, didn't I? Jegus, what else do you want me to do?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Nothing, I guess.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She smiles, linking her arm with his.]

No more freak outs?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I don't like him.