Your name is Dave Strider and you're hanging out with your friend, Jade. She's talking about this new robot she's built. You know a little about robots, since your brother builds them. She lives with her uncle, who just so happens to be your biology teacher. Jade's pretty cool. She's one of the three people who know that you're gay. These three people are of course, Jade, your bro, and your friend, Rose. You take art class with her and her Mom's the teacher.
"I have to go to class. See you tomorrow, Dave!" You wave goodbye and walk towards the science hall. You put on your headphones and blast My Chemical Romance. You shuffle along and look up suddenly when you bump into someone. Shit. It's that Egbert kid. What if he's figured you out?
"Sorry-oh. Hey Dave." He looks over sympathetically, but upon seeing who you are, he sighs and looks forward. You take off your headphones and leave them hanging around your neck. You sigh. Maybe you should just be friends with this guy and then later you can reveal yourself as TG.
"Hey, why don't we just start over?" You stop and hold out your hand for him to shake.
"After you yelled at me and embarrassed me in class yesterday? You know, Mr. English is my cousin. I don't want him to be upset with me." He looks at your hand and turns away from you. You scoff.
"You don't have to be a little bitch about it." You mutter.
"What did you call me?"
"A little bitch, bitch." You sass.
"Why are you such a jerk?" You shrug and smirk.
"I dunno."
"Runs in the family, doesn't it?" He turns around and smirks at you. You clench your fists.
"What are you implying?" You ask through gritted teeth.
"That your guardian is a complete douchebag. He attacks you with a goddamn sword." You pull back your fist and throw a punch at his stomach. No one says that about your bro.
No one.
He stumbles back and runs forward, grabbing you by the shoulder. You grab his as he flings you down. You pull him down with you and pin him to the ground. He scratches at your face and you throw a punch to his. His glasses crack and he pushes you off. Kids gather around and start chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight!" As he crawls away, you kick him in the stomach. He jumps up and slams you against the wall. His fist connects to your face and your glasses shatter. You close your eyes quickly, hiding your strangely colored irises. Mr. English runs up and pulls John off you. You cover your eyes as Ms. Lalonde grabs you. They take yours and John's hands and lead you to the office. Your hand never leaves your face.
You sit down in a chair as the principal, Mr. Hussie, lectures the both of you about fighting in school. He's quite a sight to see. He has a tuft of brown hair on his head and orangish skin. At least thirty minutes pass before your bro and John's dad walk in and sit in between you and John. You bro hands you a pair of his lame pointy anime shades. You put them on quickly and let your hand sit in your lap. He leans over and whispers to you,
"I'm disappointed, little man." And there's the guilt. It takes a lot to disappoint bro. You fix your fringe and actually start to listen to Mr. Hussie.
"Thanks for coming in. This kind of shit is unacceptable at our school." He says plainly, staring at your bro and John's dad. Something about his eyes made you want to flip your shit. He has the eyes of a killer...Anyways, John's dad seems a bit taken aback by your principal's language. He shrugs it off.
"I'm very sorry this happened. This really isn't like John, he never gets into fights."
"Dave is usually pretty chill. I'll talk to him later." Bro says, still not looking at you. You look over at John, who seems like he's about to cry.
"Just don't let it happen again. Both of them are suspended for 2 days. I expect flawless behavior when they return." Everyone nods and you leave the school. John's dad taps on your bro'a shoulder.
"I'm really sorry about what's happened. Why don't you and Dave come over to our place tonight and I'll make some dinner. Also, it would give the boys a chance to make up."
"You don't have to do that-"
"I insist. We'll see you at 5!" He takes John to their small blue minivan. You jump into the passenger seat of your bro's orange jeep.
"Dave...the fuck man? You've never done something like that. What did that kid do to make you attack him?" You don't answer him. He sighs and drives back to your house, which is about 10 minutes away. You walk inside and throw down your bag. "Be ready by five." Your bro goes to his room and you flop onto the couch with a bag of Doritos, dreading having to spend the evening with John.
~
Your name is John Egbert and your ribs hurt. You stare at your ceiling, wondering what to do when the Striders get here. Will you and Dave fight again? Maybe you'll find out who Dave's guardian is to him. He looks a bit young to be his dad, but a little too old to be his brother. Regret hits you like a bus as you think about the things you said. You try to shake it off and turn on National Treasure 2 to get your mind off things. Soon you're completely entranced by Nicolas Cage's brilliant acting.
The doorbell pulls you from your trance. You turn off the TV and poke your head out the door. Dave shuffles in, hands in his pockets. You think, wow he's really attractive from this angle. But you shake your head and tell yourself to stop. You walk downstairs and stand awkwardly beside your dad.
"Hello, Mr. Strider, please come sit down. Dave, you and John can go talk in his room. The spaghetti should be done in about twenty minutes." You sigh and walk silently to your room. Dave follows you slowly. You kick the door softly closed.
"Nic Cage, huh." Dave says awkwardly (the sexual tension is real).
"Yeah...Hey...um, sorry about earlier. I was just-"
"Let's not talk about that. Let's just start over." He holds out his hand to you. "Sup. Name's Dave Strider." You smile awkwardly, your buck teeth pressing into your bottom lip slightly.
"John Egbert. When we're not yelling at each other, you remind of this friend I have." He seems a little taken aback, but he doesn't seem to be reacting much through the dumb anime shades.
"Yeah, we need to talk about that." He says quietly. How could he know who you're talking about.
"What do you mean?"
"Your friend, or should I say Internet friend." Oh no. "I have this internet friend too. His screen name is ectobiologist. Does that mean anything to you?" He's obviously really nervous about bringing this up. But, the truth is clear now. Your best buddy from the Internet is the douche-y Dave Strider. To be honest, you should've known. All you can think to do is hug him.
"Hey, TG." You say. He hugs you back. Of course, this is when Dave's guardian-oh wait! That must be TG's bro! Anyways, he decides now is the perfect time to walk in. He chuckles and hollers,
"MY LITTLE GAYBIES!" Dave quickly back up and we quickly separate.
"BroooOOOoooOOOOooOoo!" Dave shouts.
"Sorry, little dudes. It got quiet and we got nervous. I'll leave you two alone." He laughs and closes the door slowly.
"Sorry, man. He's awful." Dave blushes bright red, really embarrassed. You knew that TG was gay, so you assume that Dave is. You stop your thoughts, there's no way he feels the same way. He is really attractive-no stop. Stop now before you hurt yourself.
~
Your name is Dave Strider and that was the most embarrassing moment of your entire life. Your bro just humiliated you in front of your new/old friend.
"It's fine. My dad can be really embarrassing too." Oh my god he's totally lying he hates you now. No, stop. You're just friends. EB always had this "no homo" vibe. But he's so cute...no. He'd never ask you and you could never ask him. Friends. That's what you are, and that's what you'll be.
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Young Volcanoes || DaveJohn AU
Hayran Kurguectobiologist and turntechgodhead have been best bros for years. Little did they know that they were actually next door neighbors and enemies. Enjoy this short and fluffy fic that features an entire chapter dedicated to that one tumblr meme where ch...
