JOHN'S POV
I am currently walking to my best bro's house. Dave Strider. I enjoyed going to Dave's. It let's me get away from the Betty Crocker and Harlequin hellhole that was my house. I step up to the door and knock quickly. The door swings open and I am met with Dave's bro Dirk. The older Strider welcomes me in and sends me to Dave's room. I walk in and see Dave on the bed with his eyes closed. He had his headphones on likes always. He must be sleeping. I set you backpack down and move toward Dave and shake him violently to wake him up. He sits up quickly staring wide eyed up at me.
"Morning Dave", I say cheerfully.
"John why the hell did you do that?"
"Sorry I thought you were asleep."
Dave got up and put on one of record shirts. He walked over to his mini fridge and pulled out two applejuices tossing one to me.
"So John there is this new record store downtown. I thought maybe we could check it out."
"Yeah that sounds fun."
I said it a little to enthusiastically but who cares. Hanging out with Dave is the best.
.........time skip now at the store.........
"Hey John check this out!"
I look up to see Dave holding the Ghost Busters original soundtrack in the form of a vinyl.
"Holy shit Dave. This is so cool." , I say jumping up and down happily.
He smiles and put it in the little basket we used to carry our soon to be purchases. In the basket was also:
Too weird to live. Too rare to die.
Pretty Odd
Vices and Virtues
Conventional Weapons
Stomachaches
Hesitant Alien
Dave was into some interesting music. I loved it.
After we paid for the records we went to eat then back to Dave's. He walked over to his turn tables and turned them on. He then put Too Wierd Too Rare onto the plate and set the needle on the first song This is Gospel. I liked this one. He then handed me the Ghostbusters soundtrack.
"Happy early Birthday Egderp."
I rolled my eyes remembering my eighteenth birthday is next week. Dave always remembers my birthday. I take the record and put it with my stuff. Since I don't own a record player I'll hang it up with my posters. You look at the clock it was.almost 11:00. You guys had spent literally all day in town.
"Oh shit it's late. Hey Dave can I crash here tonight."
"Sure man but we may both have to sleep in here. Bro is using the couch as a Smuppet making station until he gets a new desk."
I nod and call my dad he doesn't really care. Dave switches records to Stomachaches. Frank Iero is my favorite. I smile and pick up one of Dave's spare shades putting them one. Turning I put my hand under my chin and say
"Check it out I'm the cool kid."
Dave turned and looked at me laughing.
"Yeah right" he put my glasses on "and I'm the nerd."
He was making a derp face.
"Ha yeah okay now give met glasses back I can't see without them."
"Fine here you go Velma."
"Don't call me that Dave."
He laughed and then yawned. He started changing into sweatpants and took his shirt off.
"Aight bro I am headin to bed."
He plopped down onto the mattress then started to make room for me. "Hey you still got that extra toothbrush Dave?"
Dave nodded and took of his shades closing his eyes. I got a slight glimpse of red. I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I also take off my glasses and leave them on the counter. I walk back into the room and Dave is passed out. Since I didn't have any extra clothes I stripped down to my ghost boxers. I climbed into bed and switched off the lamp falling to sleep shortly after.DAVE'S POV
(Dreaming)"John"
"Yeah Dave."
"Can I tell you something?"
"Anything"
"I like y-"
(Awakened)
What the fuck head. That dream shall never happen again. I peer over at the clock. It's 5 am. Something small is in my arms. I look down and see Egderp. His back pressing into my chest. His face illuminated by the moonlight from the window.
I got my bags all packed and I'm ready to go
I'm standing outside of your figurative doorThis song. Really. Wow. Better not wake Egderp up so I'll just stay like this.
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So first Chapter of my fanfic. Tell me what you think. I like it a lot. So yeah. That is all byeeeeeee.

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Ghosts and Records
FanfictionThis is a JohnDave fanfiction. It a boyxboy. So if you don't like that then this is not the book for you. I do not own the characters. They belong to Andrew Hussie from the webcomic Homestuck. The plot though, completely from my strange brain. The c...