Nightmares (Dave x reader x Karkat) COMPLETED

CHAPTER 50!!1!!1!11!1

My goal was to get you with at least one of the characters before chapter 50, in which I succeeded. But I also had a goal of killing at least half the cast off, which I failed.

Hmm.
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Still Karkats POV:

Well fuck.

WELL FUCK.

First with Terezi, and now with (F/n)?!

Dave was a cruel cruel person, and I hated him.

I just.

I kinda want to die.

Dave's POV:

I was now questioning whether or not I should've done that. Karkat seemed pretty shaken up, and well. Karkat seems even worse than when I took Terezi away from him.

I'm an ass.

I shouldn't have done this to him.

Fuck I've messed up.

Readers POV:

Uh, I honestly don't know what happened there with Karkat. He seemed kinda, weird, after I said that Dave and I were dating.

Hm, what could've happened..

((Ffs reader get ur jizz together and figure it out))

Karkats POV:

I sat behind my computer, my eyes now gazing at those words again.

What the fuck did I do wrong.

I looked over at my door. Deciding that I didn't need any interruptions, I walked over and closed it. Locking it as well.

I then walked over to my bed, sitting down on it. My eyes had started to sting slightly, but I didn't really care. I looked over to a black case, which was filled with my two most prized possessions.

Maybe I could just end it a-

What the FUCK ARE YOU THINKING KARKAT?!

How fucking RETARDED are you acting right now.

I'm not gonna kill myself over some stupid girl.

What the fuck is wrong with me. I got up from the floor and unlocked the door, I then began to pace the room.

Hm.

Dave.

Don't expect me to forgive you a second time.

You've done this twice now.

Oh my goD IM JUST GONNA GIVE UP ON GIRLS.

Readers POV:

"What's up with Karkat," I asked, glancing over at Dave. He then shrugged his shoulders, immediately going back to his book.

He had so many bloody books.

Like dude.

Dave's POV:

I should apologise to Karkat.

I'm not even reason this book I'm just thinking about Karkat. Oh for fucks sake I should do it now.

I whipped out my ((dick)) phone. Pressed the pesterchum app and clicked his name.

turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 4:10pm

TG: dude

I waited, no reply.

TG: dude
TG: are you there
CG: OF COURSE IM HERE YOU GLOWING TWAT
TG: look
TG: im sorry
CG: DONT EXPECT ME TO FORGIVE YOU THIS TIME YOU FUCKING ABORTION BAG
TG: im honestly not expecting you to forgive me
TG: this is
TG: the second time?
CG: YEAH NO SHIT SHERLOCK
TG: yeah
CG: DO YOU SERIOUSLY NOT GIVE A FUCK
TG: of course i give a fuck
TG: youre my bro
CG: YOU DONT SOUND LIKE THE BRO I USED TO KNOW
TG: somebody that i used to bro
CG: YOURE A TURD
TG: I never knew
CG: SHUT UP STRIDER
CG: YOUVE HURT ME ENOUGH TODAY
TG: I never knew sarcasm could hurt such a delicate being

And here I am being a dickhead again.

CG: LOOK
CG: YOU CAN HAVE HER
CG: I DONT CARE RIGHT NOW
TG: dude
CG: JUST SHUT UP DAVE
TG: im sorry
CG: IF YOU WERE SORRY YOU WOULDNT BE TALKING TO ME
TG: ill go now
TG: bye

turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 4:18

That did not go to plan, like at all.

"What the fuck's this?" I heard from the right of my desk. I looked over, and she was holding up the screenplay of SBAHJ the movie.

"My movie screenplay,"

"You have a movie?"

"It's based off my webcomic,"

"You have a webcomic?"

"Yeah, it's called Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff. I can't believe you haven't heard of it,"

"I think someone may have mentioned it to me before I moved here,"

"Did they say it was good?"

"No, they said it was shitty as fuck."

"I feel attacked,"

"I don't see why you wouldn't feel attacked,"

We then both sat in silence. (F/n) continuing to search through the ever growing stack of shitty movies, and myself watching her.

That sounded creepy, and yet I didn't care.

I guess this was the normal thing to do, since we were officially dating now.

Haha, I guess you'd expect more of the cool kid. However the only other person I've dated was a blind girl.

I guess I've been preserving myself.

Like my dead things.

Yeah.

Like my dead things.

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Steam powered giraffe is a good band to listen to whilst writing things at 3:20am.

And I've got a question for y'all:

How old do you think I am, cause yeah.

But other than that I'm tired and should be sleeping, but my Fanfiction has priorities.

Have a nice day everyone, go frolic with your pets.