John: Drive
Everyone's on board.
All 7 of you.
In the middle of the Amish country now. A few hours past Hershey park, not too far from Penn State, but not all too close to anything really.
You look to your left as you drive.
"are those... nuns? playing volleyball?" you ask, slightly amused.
"I believe those are just Amish ladies," replies Rose.
You laugh to yourself. Oops, you think, Here I thought the nuns were being nice to the novices or something.
You clearly are thinking kind of slowly today. Maybe all of this monotonous driving is getting to you. It's been around 5 hours and you've only stopped once to gas up. You figure it's time that somebody else take the wheel. (Jesus, perhaps?)
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John: Be Karkat.
Karkat walks up to the front seat. He sits down, buckles up, and revs up the RV.
A few more hours pass, and you speak up.
"LOOKS LIKE THIS LEGENDARY ROAD WHORE IS HOGGING THE GAS AGAIN."
The gas light is on. Again. What a fucking surprise.
You see a sign that says there's a gas station coming up in 2 exits. This is actually good.
"THERE'S A SHEETZ COMING UP IN A FEW MILES," you announce to the crew, "IF I COULD FIND SOMETHING TO EAT THAT *ISN'T* A FUCKING CHEESE DOODLE OR PEACHY RING I'LL BE HAPPY SO THIS ACTUALLY WORKS I GUESS."
"BuT i ThOuGhT yOu AlL sOrTs Of LoVeD cHeEsE dOoDlEs AnD pEaCh RiNgS?"
"NOT WHEN THEY'RE ALL YOU HAVE TO EAT FOR 5 HOURS IN THE CAR."
You pull off the Interstate and pull into the gas station parking lot. The big red building towers over the RV. You figure that you all can go get snacks and drinks and then you can gas up on the way out.
You buy yourself a Coke and a wrapped club sandwich, and meet everyone else back at the RV, and start to gas up.
Nepeta is munching on a pink little donut, Rose is sipping a coffee, Feferi has a bottle of strawberry Vitamin Water, and then you see it- John and Gamzee coming back with plastic bags upon plastic bags filled with small bottles of rainbow soda.
"GuEsS wHaT bRo! I gOt Me AlL sOrTs Of FlAvOrS oF fAyGo FoR mAd ChEaPs!"
You put your palm up to your face and sigh.
He had to have spent at least 40 bucks on all that fucking soda.
Where the fuck is he even going to put it in the RV?
You don't want to know.
Then you see Roxy.
"they don't ban 4loko here lol"
This trip is fucking RIDICULOUS.
Yeah, at least it's evening, but does Roxy really need to get drunk every day?
Between her drunkenness and Gamzee's sugary antics, you just want to flip the goddamn RV over and rage quit.
Unfortunately, that is not an option.
But for your safety, you figure that somebody else can drive. Nepeta can't drive right now because she'll have to pull over every 5 minutes so she can take a bathroom break. And you sure as FUCK don't trust Roxy with the wheel. But hmm... Feferi? Maybe she has some potential with driving. You ask her if she wants to drive. She takes you up on that offer.
She'll be the one to take you to your first stop.
Pittsburgh.














