Gamzee x Reader HoNk :o) Lemon

who is she?!

You started out your day as usual; wake up, go to Starbucks and to the supermarket to get some Faygo and food items for Gamzee and after that you walk to his hive to bring him his food. You open the door with the spare key he had given you a couple weeks prior and walked in. "Gamz, I've got your food!" ... no answer whatsoever. This was very odd... normally he would run straight into your arms, tripping over all the empty bottles, pie tins and horns he has lying around the house. But this time, he didn't. It was like he wasn't home at all. But where could he possibly be?

You walked around for a little bit and entered his respite block. Nobody there. 'Where could that dang clown be?!' you thought to yourself. He would never go out without at least leaving a note or telling you in advance. Your eyes scanned the room thoroughly, not wanting to miss any clues he might have left.

His room was a mess and it was very hard to spot the clues. But you succeeded anyway. You noticed that an empty pie tin was not fully cleaned up. Normally he would eat all of the slime in the tin, but that wasn't the case. 'Weird...' you thought. 'Did he leave in a hurry?' It looked like he had left the hive in a hurry, because the jars of face paint were still open. He would have closed them otherwise.

You scanned the room another time and this time you spotted a poster on the wall which wasn't there before. 'The Carnival of Venice' it said. "The Carnival of Venice? Why would he be interested in that sort of festival? It is nothing like the Carnival he always talks about... But what if?... What if he really did go to Venice without telling you? He could be in serious danger! And why didn't he tell you?! Was this a surprise or something? Well if it was, Karkat would have told you. He is terrible with secrets.

All of a sudden, your phone started jingling. It kind of startled you, because you were lost in thought about all the horrible things that could possibly happen to your lovely matesprit. You looked at the screen and Gamzee's number was displayed. 'Finally!' you thought.

You answer his call and take a deep breath. "Hey, sis," he said. "Gamzee, where the hell are you?! I'm at your hive right now, and you're not here." "Sorry for not tellin ya, sis. But I'm at Marjiz' hive today." "Gamzee, who is Marjiz?" "Shit, sis. Chill the motherfuck out, okay? Don't flip your wicked shit." "I asked you something, Gamzee. Answer my question, please." "Fine, sis. Marjiz is an old friend of mine. She's a siren and always travels around the world so I never get to see her for long wicked periods of motherfucking time, okay? Her hive is down the road on the hill. Y'know, that house that is all up and empty all the motherfucking time?" "Yes. I'm coming over, okay?" "Sure, sis. See ya." And with that, he hung up and you sighed. 'Who is Marjiz...? And what did he mean by "an old friend"?' you thought. You shrugged it off and walked out leaving the enormous hive and locking the door behind you.

(a/n) surprise! did you motherfuckers enjoy this little part? if you liked it, tell me and if you didn't... well, tell me too and maybe i can make it more enjoyable for you next time. also, if you guys wanna know how this will end, let me know! remember that i update my other story (music written in blood) every monday! for now, see you guys later! peace!!