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[foretolds.livejournal.com]

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

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Whhhhhy. Why does she do this to herself?

SHE WANTS HIM TO STOP BEING A HUGE DOUCHEBAG TO BE HONEST. She can hear the hurt in his voice, though, and the spiteful half of her thinks, Good. You Deserve it. But the part of her that knows she was being unfair by comparing him to other people, and she bites back whatever horrible thing she was going to say.

She falls silent for a second or two.]

Did you really mean that? You don't like Karkat because of his blood color?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I don't like being looked at like I'm a fucking bellydragging slimebeast because of him, not just his blood.

My moirail was a gutterblood. I told you that.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Stop saying that.

[Her voice is sharp, and then she pauses, eyeing him almost suspiciously.]

No one has thought badly of you because of Karkat. Except Eridan, maybe, but he is a pathetic, worthless coward. Vriska is the horrible one.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[He just snorts -- whatever, he doesn't care about semantics, ok???]

Whatever. I'm tired of being treated like a clone.

[Karkat just waves a hand at her and looks away.]

I'm done.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I apologized for that!

[She feels another surge of anger, because while she can't tell exactly what he's doing, it's clearly a dismissal.]

You're not a clone, okay? Jegus.

[She's tempted to add that he combines all of Karkat and Vriska's most horrible qualities, but she manages to refrain.]

I already said it was stupid and unfair. [No, you didn't.] Don't insult Karkat over my fuck up.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

No, I'm worse than a clone, right? If I was a clone, it'd be easier for you to hate me. Or not hate me, whatever.

Look, I don't care, ok? I get it. I don't want to talk about it.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[It takes every ounce of willpower she has not to throw her cane at his head.]

Get what? You're not Vriska and you're not my Karkat. Fine. Do you think that upsets me?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I don't know what it does for you. I just know I pissed you off, like I knew I would.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[He is like a perfect combination of someone she really hates and someone she really pities, and it is fucking her up. She sighs.]

You upset me because you insulted Karkat. Not because you were angry that people were comparing you to him.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't say anything to that. He just folds his arms a little tighter and leans back in his chair until it clunks against the wall.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She just... Waits.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[There's a mumbled 'whatever', but that's probably all she's going to get out of him.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She huffs, reaching out to prod his leg with her cane.]

It's your turn!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

My turn for what?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

To take it back. Or apologize! But I think I may be pushing my luck with that.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Nothing I said was wrong. [Shallow, maybe.] Can we drop it? Seriously.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She huffs and hits him on the side of his head with her cane. It isn't nearly as hard as that punch, but still. He deserves it.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[OW he instinctively ducks down and rubs at the area, swearing under his breath.

...but he doesn't strike back or complain, because he recognizes that he kind of deserves it. But that doesn't mean he'll take it back.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[That makes her smile and plop down on the bed again. That little drubbing made her feel much better.]

Fine. Dropped!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Lots of grumbling and nursing the injury.]

Thank you.

shut up

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Oooh, a thank you! That's more like it.]

You're welcome.

[She pauses for a moment, then decides to change the subject entirely.]

Have you seen the sixth floor?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

No. Not after that one fucking corridor. No fucking way.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

It's a forest! A huge one. I didn't go too far, but it is definitely bigger than any of the other floors.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

And there's probably some horrible fucking beast in there waiting for you to go farther in.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She giggles.]

You are such a wriggler!

[Buuut he's probably right.]

You haven't gone to any of the other floors?