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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.]

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[Siiiigh.]

You barely talked to him!

I don't need to talk to him.

[REALLY.

Terezi reaches up, trying to swat him on the back of the head.]

[ffffffffff, immediately reaching back to swat at her hand and to hold the area.]

WHAT?

You are being such a huge baby about this!

I'm being perfectly fucking rational.

Not that I think you'd agree with me or anything.

No, you're not.

[She wiggles her fingers, trying to get him to let go of his hand, and adds in a chipper voice:]

We are going to be friends, so no more whining!

[Letting his hands fall.]

I never said I had a problem with you. Just him.

[She flops over onto her belly, crossing her arms on the bed in front of her and pillowing her chin on them.]

What problem is that?

I already said I wasn't talking about this.

[So annoying SO ANNOYING she is so, so tempted to punch him.

But she'll hold off for now.]

Why?

Because I'm not.

[Okay he is wasting her time.

Terezi sits up again, untangles her arms, and punches him in the shoulder, as hard as her scrawny arms can manage.]

[Which is hard enough, because he recoils in surprise.]

What the fuck?!

Stop it. I am trying to have a feelings jam and you are not supplying the feelings!

[Rubbing his shoulder a bit sheepishly.]

Fuck, I don't want to talk about it. He's your friend.

You're my friend, too.

[Didn't they just discuss this? She straightens up a bit, crossing her legs Indian style again.]

Why are you so against talking about it?

[Letting his hand fall and looking away from her.]

Because it's stupid.

[She scoots over, poking his cheek.]

Is not. Tell me!

[Eyetwitch--UUUUGH HE DOESN'T WANT TO.]

Terezi.

What?

You're going to get mad.

I won't! I promise. Just tell me.

[Tick tock tick tock tick....]

I just don't fucking understand how a mutant-blooded fuckwad could get so much attention, ok? Not even attention with a culling fork -- I have to sit around and watch people recoil from me because of him when they realize that, holy fucking shit, I'm a fucking freak of nature! It doesn't make any fucking sense. Why am I the freak when he's the one who's supposed to be the fucked up swimbeast spawn?

[He says this all in mostly one breath and then glares at her accusingly.]

There. Are you happy now?

Edited 2011-08-30 01:14 (UTC)

[For a second or so, she's silent as she pulls away from him. When she does speak, her voice is dangerously cold.]

You're right. That is stupid. In fact, I am pretty sure that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard in my life.

The hemospectrum doesn't matter. It never did, and now it means even less. Our species is extinct. Who cares what color his blood is? Who even told you about that? Ugh!

[She shakes her head, pushing herself off of the bed.]

I thought you were above all of that blueblood superiority crap! All any of you did in our session was go shithive and murder everyone, and Vriska...

[Terezi lets out another irritated huff.]

I thought you were better than her.

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