~Karkats P.O.V~
"Why in the good lords name are you attempting to wrap me in your sweaty ass armpits filled with grotesque bodily saliva." I asked in an infuriating tone hoping the Mc. Swagg Cakes got the hint in putting me the hell down. He just let out a soft chuckle before finally putting me in my rightful place. This place was kinda nice, well anythings better than fucking being out in the cold with a massive headache and a growling stomach. Speaking of growling, there was a sound the erupted from my stomach that sounded like a battle cry. "So, you're hungry huh. Guess I expected that much since you look like you haven't ate in a millennium." That comment just made me come to a realization and all I could do was stare down at my barely visible food storage. "Oh shit, you really haven't eaten in a long time have you?" I shook my head slowly. "Well today we fix this wrong doing. To the kitchen!" He said before picking me up and walking me over giant room with a lot of holding spaces. Swagg Cake placed me on a cold surface and I shivered slightly. He walked over to a large compartment and when he opened it I swear I almost stuffed myself in there.
Food, everywhere. Dave, yes I will call him by his name now, spread out an entire selection in front of me and for me only. Round fluffy disks that gave off a sweet smell, strips that gave off the scent of meat and a giant glass of milk. I just stared up at him, "Why?" Dave rubbed my head softly just missing the horns. "Think of it as a gift if you choose to stay here." Was he asking me to stay, with him, and have food everyday? "I'll think about your shitty offer, after I devour this." All I remember after that was a bellyache and some belly rubs.
