“Go mini me!” Gamzee screeched excitedly. Kurloz and I were having a contest to see who could drink the most Faygo in a minute and I was winning. My bladder is so gonna get back at me later. I was on my sixth bottle and Kurloz had just finished his fifth. Gamzee started to count down to one and I was grateful because I was starting to get full. I finished off my sixth bottle and started my seventh, and by the time I finished time was up and I had won. Gamzee tackled-hugged me and I sat up groaning.
“I just wanna say,” I started then ended the sentence with a huge belch. “That is all.” I finished. Gamzee laughed then high-fived me.
“Nice one, sis.” He commented. I nodded then laid back down on the floor. Kurloz grabbed my arms then dragged me along the floor. I giggled when Gamzee sneaked up behind him and pounced on Kurloz’s back. This action caused the two boys to dogpile on top of me. I squealed under the weight of the two boys because, quite frankly, they were heavy. Kurloz pushed Gamzee off of him then helped me to my feet.
Sorry motherfucking lil sis. Kurloz signed. I groaned while rubbing my side and put my thumb up.
“’S all good.” I slurred. Kurloz hit Gamzee in the back of the head then went off to his respite-block. I fell face first on the sofa and Gamzee crashed on top of me.
“Haven’t you had enough of falling on me for one night?” I seethed.
“Hehe, nope.” Gamzee chuckled.
“You’re heavy!” I whined. He still didn’t move. I stopped struggling and just relaxed. I was tired and Gamzee was acting as a sort of blanket. After a while I fell asleep and felt Gamzee get off of me. I whimpered at the feeling of my warmth being gone and reached my hands up to be carried. Gamzee carried me off to my block much like a lusus carries a wiggler and I snuggled into his shirt. He smelled like Faygo and sopor slime which was quite relaxing. Gamzee put me in my pod and whispered a goodnight.
“Goodnight motherfucking big brother.” I responded groggily; after that I was off to a deep sleep.
