#wouldhope

they hadn't really told yuuki the whole story. (when did they ever?) they'd been staying in a shitty motel for a couple of nights, and funds were running low, so they'd asked if they could stay over at his place for a night. they were hyping themselves up to say something, maybe. even had their phone in their back pocket! for proof of the future, or whatever. but mostly, they were thinking about how he'd said he never had a sleepover before.

Eeeeeeeek—!! It's back! No matter how wide her lips smiled, no matter how amicable she sounded, it didn't feel right at all! Another day, another failure, and through the panic Emu makes a note that surprise attacks didn't work.

" Y-ye-ye-yes !!! " harshly grabbing the bag with both hands, almost crushing said leek instead. How would she have explained that one to her siblings when they had let her choose the ingredients in honor of another show well done… No, first of all she needed to calm down, there was no way Emu could make Asahina smile when she was the one acting like this.

Wonderhoywonderhoywonderhoy…!!

    The mere fact that this was more an explanation and less a lecture already had them somewhat relieved.  It was just shocking how many trolls expected them to just… get it when it comes to cultural stuff.  They were an alien after all!  From a very different planet!  But at least now they could maybe learn a bit.  So MSPAR sat down cross legged, seeming to be listening very intently to Karkat.  And really, they were!  Sure, there was some zoning out in the middle, but they got the big stuff.

    At least enough to know that their new possible friend?  Enemy?  Frienemy?  Was most likely not hate flirting.  And had in fact been trying to murder them in a pseudo flirty way.  Maybe aggressively trying to move towards hate flirty...

    So they nodded a bit, head tilting as they thought further on the idea of said quadrant.  “It does.  I think they might have just been trying to kill me then.  Or they are a veeeery aggressive flirter.  Either way, I don’t feel that way back so it’s a moot point.”  MSPAR scratched their chin a bit, face looking pinched.  “Actually I don’t know if I’ve ever felt like that.  Like a hate but not hate hate.  Rivalry hate...  I don’t hate that many people at all.”

     Honestly, it was a wonder that they survived this long on Alternia with such a penchant for walking headfirst into danger if it meant a new friend.  Perhaps Kismesis was just not for them.  Though perhaps knowing it’s a rivalry moreso would help…

he’s  not  exactly  surprised  when  john  alights  in  front  of  him,  looking  dorky  as  ever  in  his  dumb  little  glasses.  or,  okay,  he  is,  but  he  doesn’t  let  his  face  show  it.  just  arches  a  brow  at  the  other.  ❛  hey,  bro.  ❜  he  bites  his  tongue  on  the  question  that  nearly  tumbles  out  (  why  are  you  here  ??  with  me  and  not  dave  ??  )  and  smirks  instead.  

❛  mazel  tov,  congrats  on  the  new  world.  are  we  having  a  party  ??  we  should  have  a  party.  really  commemorate  this  bitch.  big  ol’  ‘the  gang  saved  the  day’  shindig.  i’ll  bring  the  sicknasty  beats;  you  can  bring  the  snacks.  make  sure  you  get  some  aj  because  i’ve  got  a  hankerin’.  i’m  sure  we  can  wrangle  up  some  turntables.  get  real  dave  over  here  and  we’ll  tag-team  this  motherfucker.  throw  down  some  absolutely  ill  rhymes一  ❜  and  he’s  lost  the  plot,  drifting  into  real  strider  ramble  territory.