Dave Strider X Reader (A Game of Pretend)

Backpack

AW SHIT MANG(urban dictionary that term..) ITS WEEKEND.

You where gonna go BAT SHIT CRAZY IN THIS HOOD.

IM TALKING ALL NIGHT PARTIES. HOOKING UUUUUUP.

nah not really. You're gonna watch Netflix.

So today is Friday! WOOT WOOT. ALL YALL NIGGAS HOP UP ON THE TRAIN. CHOO CHOO.

You where kind of eXCITED. Here's your list

-Go to school
-Hate everyone at school
-Go home
-Grab a bunch of food
-Go to the cave you call a room
-Watch Netflix
-don't come out.

WOOT WOOOOOOOOT.

You stood at the bus stop laughing to yourself when you where pokes in your shoulder.

You looked over to see Dave. "Howdy." He said to you. "Hey."
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You two and that other girl who is at this stop, got on the bus.

Dave took you to your classes again. He never was late, but he didn't mind if he was. He found you more important.

He was a great friend to you.

Well shit Mang, did you just friendzone your crush?

CRUSH WAAATTTT

yeah you kinda had a crush on him. He was attractive and sweet to you. Everytime a girl would flirt with him he would brush them off.

That stupid Shyla Jackson. She would flirt with him the most.

JDJVKFJE UGH. She wasn't even nice. One time you where walking with Dave and she pushed you out of the way and started talking to Dave. Of course Dave helped you back to his side and didn't pay much attention to her.

She would always give you looks.
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So you where home now. Dave walked you again. Your sister was already gone today. Early maybe? She did go in early on Fridays sometimes.

Dave smiled and hugged you goodbye. You giggled and waved as he left and unlocked the house with your key and went inside.

YOU GRABBED CHIPS AND WENT TO YA- aw wait. Dave didn't. Give your. Bag. Back.

Le sigh.

You put your chips back and went for the door. You stepped out of your driveway and turned on your heal to the Right. Heading to Dave's.

"(Name)!" You heard.

You turned around and there stood.

Shyla Jackson.

Ew.

"what." You said.

"You're that slut all over my Dave." OH HELL NAW.

You snickered. "Your Dave? Oh hun bun, (Thanks Dirk!) he isn't yours. And he isn't mine. Calm the hell down. " You turned around and left. She didn't say anything else.

You went to Dave's house. You knocked on the door and Dirk answered. "Hey Dork!" You smiled. Dirk was like your gay best friend but he just wasn't gay.
<<in this story anyways. Idk about Homestuck tho- oh yeah in homestuck he is gay>>

He smirked. "Hey. Dave isn't here. His friend needed help."

"You assume I'm here for Dave. Can't I come visit you?"

He chuckled. "I suppose. So what's up?" He spoke.

You looked around on the inside. "So Dave's not here right?"

"OH HAHA." He joked. "Nope. Anything I can help you with?"

You looked at him again. "Do you know where my bag is? Dave likes to carry it for me and he forgot to give it back." He did that smirk that Dave does. We will call it the Strider Smirk.