It's Raining Fics

(A/N: Slight trigger warning for death, but it's just a sentence or two of mentioning it)

(A/N: short chapter, yes.)

Worried

Hi yes this is Kar. Sorry if I haven't updated my blog, but I'm still alive and spamming my followers with things as usual. School is almost back in session, though. Only a few more weeks, so that means I won't update much. (I don't write many fics to begin with, but you know what I mean.) Been busy with life, yada yada blah blah. Anywho, I have a few new one shots and a drabble that have been written a week or few days ago.

"Did you do something to wake him up?" It almost sounded like the shorter man was snarling. Almost.

"All I did was ask his sleeping body if there was any more AJ in the fridge." Karkat stopped to glare at Dave."What? There's nothing bad with craving something in the morning. Hell,  all I know is that you crave Egbert's ass at eight in the morning too!" "Oh my god, Strider. That is the most embarrassing thing I've heard from you," He covered his face with his hands. "I swear that I don't! I mean yeah, don't get me wrong,  John's plush ass rump is great and all, but—" Dave noticed John walking to his own class. He waved, and the black-haired man waved back.

"Yeah, go on?"

Karkat groaned. "You know what? I'm done with you and your bullshit." With that, Karkat quickly walked to his class that he unfortunately had to share with Dave. Class was boring. Today the teacher babbled about proper grammar. Dave hated grammar. Hella Jeff and Sweet Bro was just fine, even if the spelling was horrible. It was intentional after all. After English was History. History was just as boring as English, but at least all the teacher talked about was the cause and effects of wars and the like.  "Hey, I'm back. Did you fall asleep in class again?" Dave pushed the door closed with his butt and dropped his bag and keys onto the nearby counter.

"Almost." Sollux was lying on the couch and playing a video game.

"Mortal Combat? Dude, that game is as old as your fucking grandma." Dave sat down on Sollux's stretched legs and grabbed his controller that was on the coffee table. The other man grunted and pulled his legs from under Dave and rested them on his lap. "Dude, stop that's gay."  "Your gay. You were homo for John the last time I checked." Sollux was shot a glare from Dave. He laughed. The blonde pushed the others legs off so that Sollux was in an awkward position. He sat up.

"Hey, I bet that I can beat you. I've been honing my Mortal Combat skills since last time."

Sollux grinned. "Fine. What's the prize, though?"

Dave pushed his shades up so they were perched atop his head. This was one of the only times Dave would show his eyes to his roommate. It was the sign that Dave was confident enough. "Ten bucks and a week's worth of AJ."

Sollux groaned. "Fine."' Half an hour later, after much swearing and teasing each other, Dave finally managed to win. He shot a victorious grin at Sollux, who only glared and pulled out his wallet and slapped down ten dollars on the coffee table. "I'll buy the apple juice tomorrow." He muttered and quickly absconded to his bedroom. Dave pulled out his cellphone and pestered John. (Nine years and he stilled used Pesterchum.) --turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 13:51-- TG: yo just beat captors ass in mortal combat TG: prize was 10 bucks and weeks worth of apple juice EB: hahaha! nice going. EB: i can never beat sollux in mortal combat for whatever reason. EB: maybe because he's just so cool? EB: or "sugoi", like you say. TG: that's my bro, not me TG: hes the anime freak here EB: hehehe, whatever! EB: so what was it you and karkat were talking about this morning? if you don't mind me asking. TG: you know TG: the usual EB: no, i don't know. TG: asses TG: your ass in particular EB: oh, uh EB: i suddenly remembered something EB: see you. --ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 14: 36--

"God dammit, Sollux! Give me back my phone! What are you doing?! What are you telling Egbert?! CAPTOR!" Sollux giggled. Wow, that wasn't very manly but who cares. He certainly didn't at this point.

"Here you go. That was a bit of revenge." Sollux dropped Dave's phone on the couch and ran back to his room. A quick read of what Sollux did and he was already trying to strangle the other.  ~-~-~-~ "Are you sure your okay, Sollux? You almost fainted." Aradia applied some ointment and band aids to some scratches that Dave dealt on him.  He winced but nodded.

"That's what you get." Dave muttered.

Faygo bottles littered the room where the Juggalo hung out when everyone was awake. When they were asleep somewhere, he wandered  about the meteor like a ferocious meowbeast looking for its next meal.

During the "night" the Libra would sneak out sometimes to see the other. It became a bad habit soon and before she knew it, she was addicted to the way the purple blood shouted at her, how he would take a sloppy drink and spill some soda on himself, the way he talked and, she was disgusted at herself for even admitting it, the truth about her. The truth about how Terezi Pyrope wasn't blind anymore, didn't have the memories of her dragon lusus, and worse of all, the regret. Terezi hated it the most.

The Juggalo narrowed his eyes at the once-blind girl. "I know your secrets, sis. I KNOW YOU BETTER THAN YOU KNOW YOURSELF!" his echo bounced off of the dull metal walls and soon faded, but his voice kept ringing in Terezi's ears even though they were gone.

This was one of the times that Gamzee was in one of his moods; that one mood that could make even the bravest Alternian hero cower in fear. This was that one mood where he was very close to another culling spree, and one of the worst one yet, unless Karkat still survived from it.

But they weren't moirails anymore; unless somebody else wanted to be their savior, they were all dead.

Usually, though, the teal blood would let Gamzee scream at her until he finally calmed down to just normal shouting and making Terezi feel like a piece of shit. That was what he did best. Gamzee suddenly smirked. "Let's get wasted. Drink all the motherfuckin' Faygo we want until you have to go. Hang out in the horn pile and maybe have some sloppy makeouts. Sound good to you?" his voice was deep and husky and Terezi could detect a hint of lust in it, too. The smirk on the Juggalo's face never disappeared until the Libra finally nodded her head.

"Great," was all he said and tossed Terezi a couple Faygo bottles.