Against your utmost wishes (because who in their right minds would want to be caught dead in those pants?), you are now PAST GAMZEE, and you are only trying to be helpful.
Well, for the most part.
"I," she begins once more, turning her back to you, "said that this work is hardly suitable for someone like you."
"SOMEONE LIKE ME, HUH?" You ask, and have to remember to drop your voice back down. It's difficult. "Come on, sis, I just want to make sure this is perfect and all. Let me help."
"Are you truly so dense as to not hear a word of what I am vocalizing?" She whirls around, irritated, her tone far more curt and clipped than usual.
And it all goes down hill from there.
Admittedly you've always had a little issue with Kanaya ever since you caught her and Karkat curled up on your horn pile. Karkat swore that it was a completely platonic feelings jam/romcom film fest, but you've had your doubts. Not about Karkat, oh no. He's the best motherfucking moirail you could have ever wished for, and you two are the palest of pale buds around.
It's her you've never quite trusted. You'd heard the way she talked to Karkat, gentle and soothing. You'd seen her eye you two whenever you're together. Never would anyone else know that Kanaya Maryam is one sly rainbow-drinker, but you know better.
Although, you'd never tell Karkat any of this - you know he's soft on her, and you really don't mean to rile him up when you two get to fighting. She's just so prissy sometimes, trying to butt in on your pale quadrant.
She needs a lesson.
==> Present Gamzee: Put thoughts of revenge aside and explain yourself
==> Past Kanaya: Be Past Gamzee (FILL: TEAM Dave<3<Karkat<3Terezi<3Dave)
Against your utmost wishes (because who in their right minds would want to be caught dead in those pants?), you are now PAST GAMZEE, and you are only trying to be helpful.
Well, for the most part.
"I," she begins once more, turning her back to you, "said that this work is hardly suitable for someone like you."
"SOMEONE LIKE ME, HUH?" You ask, and have to remember to drop your voice back down. It's difficult. "Come on, sis, I just want to make sure this is perfect and all. Let me help."
"Are you truly so dense as to not hear a word of what I am vocalizing?" She whirls around, irritated, her tone far more curt and clipped than usual.
And it all goes down hill from there.
Admittedly you've always had a little issue with Kanaya ever since you caught her and Karkat curled up on your horn pile. Karkat swore that it was a completely platonic feelings jam/romcom film fest, but you've had your doubts. Not about Karkat, oh no. He's the best motherfucking moirail you could have ever wished for, and you two are the palest of pale buds around.
It's her you've never quite trusted. You'd heard the way she talked to Karkat, gentle and soothing. You'd seen her eye you two whenever you're together. Never would anyone else know that Kanaya Maryam is one sly rainbow-drinker, but you know better.
Although, you'd never tell Karkat any of this - you know he's soft on her, and you really don't mean to rile him up when you two get to fighting. She's just so prissy sometimes, trying to butt in on your pale quadrant.
She needs a lesson.
==> Present Gamzee: Put thoughts of revenge aside and explain yourself