A Twist in Our Story
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Giggles filled the halls of the meteor as the small group of trolls and humans sat and told stories amongst each other. Amidst this group was a young sea-dweller, the last of her rare kind. She was a young violet-blood, right up there with Eridan, who had been her friend once upon a time. She had been listening to the others talk and laugh with each other, but didn't really share much about herself or her experiences. It may have been because of her reclusive nature, or the fact that she just liked listening to others and giggling along with them. Or maybe it was because there was someone missing in this group, and she couldn't shake the guilt that was consuming her slowly. Her fins twitched as Vriska and Terezi cackled at Karkat's latest tantrum. She bit her lip, minding her sharp teeth. She had been trying to gather the courage to confront Vriska about a certain Juggalo's exclusion from their little activities, but she didn't want to ruin the care free mood that had been going on for a couple of hours now. It was one of the rare moments that they all gathered around like this, but it still didn't feel the same without her favorite highblood being included. She glanced at Dave and Karkat, who were sitting along with The Mayor. They were both smiling faintly, so faintly that it was almost unnoticeable. The exiled Dersite looked pretty content too. She then glanced at Terezi and Vriska, who had rekindled their friendship and had become moirails. They seemed to be good together, but she wasn't quite sure. She then glanced at Rose and Kanaya, who were cuddling with each other while sharing a wool blanket. They had peaceful expressions and it was obvious that they were enjoying themselves. She finally evaluated her inner feelings. This was obviously a giant feelings jam amongst friends, so why shouldn't she be able to voice her thoughts. With a quick clearing of her throat she decided that now was as good a time as any to spill the contents of her mind.
The lively chatter of the group ceased immediately, as all seven of them looked at the sea-dweller in confusion. It certainly wasn't like her to have outbursts like that. The only one that reacted quickly was Vriska, who's expression soured up instantly. She scoffed as she waved the question off. Karkat swallowed, feeling pretty startled and awkward about Gamzee being mentioned out of the blue like that. Kanaya scowled as Rose tried to stop her from getting too irritated.
"It doesn't matter where he is as long as he doesn't come near us," Vriska stated simply. Just like that, everyone became absolved in the previous conversation that had taken place before royal troll had spoken up. Said she-troll glowered at the group, Dave being the only one who glanced at her in pity. She swallowed nervously as she spoke up again.
"Yeah, but we're hanging out as a group. Isn't he one of us?"
Everyone looked at her again, and she could tell that they were beginning to get upset at her. Before Karkat could yell, though, a glaring Vriska spoke up once more, this time her annoyance was more evident in her words.
"Well, let's see. He killed Nepeta and Equius in cold blood and was probably planning to kill more of us. So, no, I wouldn't say he is."
At this, the water breather grunted, already feeling her blood boiling.
"You culled Tavros in cold blood, when all he was trying to do was stop you from getting us all culled because of your obsession with wanting to be the savior and getting the spotlight. You also culled all those trolls you captured during your FLARP sessions, guilty and innocent alike. Isn't that why Terezi stopped trusting you?"
Vriska went blue with anger, and Terezi was about to start shoosh-papping her but Vriska pushed her away roughly. Before the cerulean-blood could retort though, the violet-blood stood up and held up her hand, making Vriska stop in her tracks.
"Don't bother, Vris. I'm leaving. There's betta company waveting somewhere in the vents, anemoneway."
With that, the young sea-dweller hiked up her skirt and stood up, before turning and walking away from the group, who stared at her retreating form in slight horror at the things that she had said. Vriska was about to run after the retiring troll, but Terezi quickly forced her into submission.
You shook your head as you walked away from the group of ignorant dick heads. They all worshipped Vriska as if she were some messiah. You know better though. The messiah was the one they treated as if he were a rat. You and Gamzee had been pretty close until he killed Nepeta and Equius. He was basically exiled from the rest of the people on the meteor shortly after, and with no technology, he and you had no way to communicate. It had been a couple of months, you guessed, since you saw him last, but whenever you thought you saw him blur through the darkness, your thought you saw his eyes gleaming in the ventilation system, you smiled and waved.
You held your head up high and walked with confidence through the halls of the lab, turning absentmindedly every now and then in search of the quietest, most secluded parts where you were sure Gamzee dwelled. The halls became darker and darker until your eyes finally dilated to take in more of the faint light that reflected off the metal walls. You, along with every other troll, could see perfectly in the dark, which made it easy when you went hunting. This was no different. Gamzee was a snake, and he was good at keeping to himself. That was a huge problem, considering the fact that he was dysfunctional when he was alone. Your nose caught the faint overwhelming stench of decay as you rounded yet another corner and wound up in a pretty hot room. The air felt sticky against your skin and you had to fight the strong urge to gag. You scrunched up your nose in disgust as you looked around the room. It was a messy place, with a lone sleeping pad. Trash littered the room and you noticed that amongst the mess there were several objects that the others had claimed as "lost". You frowned as you realized that this room was very much inhabited, only to realize that there was someone on the sleeping pad, and you were willing to bet 420,000,000,000,000 Boonies that it was Gamzee. You sighed in relief as you approached him and climbed onto the pad slowly, as to not wake him up. As you situated yourself into a sitting position against the wall, the Highblood shifted in place before you notice his body tense up and begin to tremble.
"Who the motherfuck is there," he asked shakily. He probably thought it was Vriska or Kanaya, or something. You sniffled as your eyes begin to water. God, he really did stink like crazy. You placed a hand to his shoulder and squeezed gently.
"Clam down, Clownfish. It's only me," you said, nose wrinkling as the stench began to burn your nasal canal.
Gamzee turned his head to look at you after he visibly relaxed at your voice. Then he smiled slightly.
"Water you doing here, sis?"
You giggled as you heard the lame fish pun come out of his mouth. You relaxed as well at this point, and decided to slide down until you were laying down comfortably on your side, facing him. He turned around, so that he could face you, too. You both looked at each other intently before you reached up and graced his cheek with the side of your hand. He was dirty, and he stank horribly, and his scars were far from unnoticeable, but he was still so handsome to you. His hair was matted and crusted with old blood, his breath smelled horrible, and his skin was dirty and his clothes were stained with blood and brain matter and dirt and grime and god knows what else, honestly, but you allowed yourself to disregard all of those disgusting facts in order to be close to him. His eyes had begun to fill in with his blood color and his teeth were yellow and still as slightly crooked as ever. His face paint was smeared, as if he didn't put effort into it at all. The bags under his eyes and the faint purple stains on his white pillow told you that he was depressed and alone, and that he needed you now more than ever. You smiled at him as he snaked an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. You tensed as your face was forced into the crook of his sweat-stained neck, and cringed as you took a needed breath of air.
"I motherfucking stink, don't I?"
You noted the hint of a chuckle in his sentence and allowed yourself to get a little playful with him.
"And then some. Cod, you need a shower," you laughed out softly as you pulled away from him slightly to look at him. He looked right back at you and smiled widely. You noticed, however, that the smile didn't reach his eyes. Your own smile faded into a slight frown at this realization.
"I'm here for you, you know," you said, dropping the puns for now. Gamzee faltered.
"Where the motherfuck were you when I was crying myself to sleep, then?"
You cringed at his cold remark. He wasn't done talking though.
"WHERE THE MOTHERFUCK WERE YOU ALL THESE PAST MOTHERFUCKING MONTHS, MOTHERFUCKER?!"
You choked back a cry of fright as his voiced raised dramatically.
He glared down at you.
"I haven't fucking seen you in perigees, lil mama. Don't up and try to get me to believe a single word of comfort that come out of those motherfucking lips of yours."
You bared your teeth as you glared right back.
"What about you, you giant fucking douche?? Why haven't you made any effort in at least making me feel as if you need me?? You haven't tried contacting me in months either, so you have no right to- mmnff?!"
Your angry rant was rudely cut off as the clown crashed his lips into yours roughly. You stubbornly struggled to pull back to finish your outburst, but soon melted into the kiss, even though the taste of his mouth was foul. He softened the kiss by a lot as he felt you relax and pulled you closer to him. Your legs tangled together as your kiss escalated into something magica-, I mean, miraculous. You placed a hand on the base of his skull as he held the back of your neck with the hand that wasn't around your waist. His tongue lapped at your bottom lip eagerly, and you let him into your mouth just as eagerly, again disregarding the fact that he tasted terrible after months of not brushing his teeth. His long tongue tangled with yours and your lips clashed as you both tried to get even closer, but to no avail. All to soon, the burning in your lungs due to the lack of oxygen caused you both to pull away, panting heavily.
"I'm so motherfucking flushed for you, baby girl. You have no fucking idea," he muttered against your lips.
You chuckled, leaning your forehead on his. "I can see that," you exclaimed, too giddy and excited to realize that you had said that way too loud. He stared at you expectantly, eyes tinkling in euphoria.
You grinned at him and said, "Flushed for you too, Clownfish~"
He returned your grin, and by the way that his eyes crinkled and shone when he did, you could tell that this time, his smile was real.