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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]

[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.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Siiiigh.]

You barely talked to him!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I don't need to talk to him.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[REALLY.

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

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

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

WHAT?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

You are being such a huge baby about this!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I'm being perfectly fucking rational.

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

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

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!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Letting his hands fall.]

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

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[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?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I already said I wasn't talking about this.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

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

But she'll hold off for now.]

Why?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Because I'm not.