You start to suggest the pile, but then your bloodpusher gets all caught up in your protein chute and suddenly it's way too hard to talk. So instead you make what you think is just a frustrated noise but is probably another of your angry growls if the apprehensive look on Gamzee's face can be a measure of anything.
Oh, shitfuck. The most amazingly pale moment you could ask for, and you're already screwing it up. Not like that's a big fucking surprise. Already you can hear Future Karkat yelling at you about fucking over the first chance you've ever got to get to a real life feelings jam with your brand new moirail, and Past Karkat yelling at Future Karkat about how he needs to just shut the fuck up and why wouldn't he warn Past Karkat sooner if this was going to happen, and you're standing there as Present Karkat and all you want to do is kill both of them for barging in on your special moment, and meanwhile you just keep growling louder and louder, and--
"Fuck! Shit. I mean." Damnit! This wasn't even supposed to be about you and already you're too caught up in your own past-future-present-self-arguments that you're already the shittiest moirail ever in Alternian history. Without even giving yourself time to think, you finally blurt out, "You want to find a pile or something?"
And but fuck- Is it even possible for you to sound any lamer than that? You want to find a pile or something? Really? Or something? Your first pale pile and it's reduced to that?
Caught somewhere between mortification and self-depreciation, you almost miss the way Gamzee sort of crumples inward on himself with a quiet, "yeah," his face all terrified and relieved and goddamn pitiful all at once.
==> KARKAT: FIND THE BEST DAMNED PILE LEFT IN THE UNIVERSE.
Karkat: No, no, no! Invite Gamzee to make a pile with you. (FILL: TEAM GAMZEE<3<TEREZI)
You start to suggest the pile, but then your bloodpusher gets all caught up in your protein chute and suddenly it's way too hard to talk. So instead you make what you think is just a frustrated noise but is probably another of your angry growls if the apprehensive look on Gamzee's face can be a measure of anything.
Oh, shitfuck. The most amazingly pale moment you could ask for, and you're already screwing it up. Not like that's a big fucking surprise. Already you can hear Future Karkat yelling at you about fucking over the first chance you've ever got to get to a real life feelings jam with your brand new moirail, and Past Karkat yelling at Future Karkat about how he needs to just shut the fuck up and why wouldn't he warn Past Karkat sooner if this was going to happen, and you're standing there as Present Karkat and all you want to do is kill both of them for barging in on your special moment, and meanwhile you just keep growling louder and louder, and--
"Fuck! Shit. I mean." Damnit! This wasn't even supposed to be about you and already you're too caught up in your own past-future-present-self-arguments that you're already the shittiest moirail ever in Alternian history. Without even giving yourself time to think, you finally blurt out, "You want to find a pile or something?"
And but fuck- Is it even possible for you to sound any lamer than that? You want to find a pile or something? Really? Or something? Your first pale pile and it's reduced to that?
Caught somewhere between mortification and self-depreciation, you almost miss the way Gamzee sort of crumples inward on himself with a quiet, "yeah," his face all terrified and relieved and goddamn pitiful all at once.
==> KARKAT: FIND THE BEST DAMNED PILE LEFT IN THE UNIVERSE.