Dave Strider X Reader (A Game of Pretend)

Remove Le Stitch

I hope as your writer you'll understand when I throw my little hissy fits over Joshler.

Idk.

Also don't forget to ask questions for the thing I've mentioned this so many times but it's like I forget I say it.

Ok so Y U S !

Ask one of these characters. Of the ones I mentioned. Yeah you know the ones.

Also sorry it's sort of weird in the story lately, it ALL FOR FUTURE PLOTS. F U T U R E P L O T S A R E G R AN D

also about the character thing. If you like it, then we will do
Another one later!

With more characters since more will be introduced.

Woot.

Anyways here u go.

You ho

You Dave's ho.

XD I'm sorry.
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It had been a whole week. Things were slowly being thrown into gravity again.

Dirk and Lindsay, they were hanging around each other a lot more now. You would either come home to find them hanging together in your lovely apartment or when your sister showed up, he did too.

Lindsay isn't allowed to drive again until her stitches were pulled. Which is today. Right now, to be more specific. They decided directing her to a doctor was a better idea. This way she didn't have to wait so long in the ER.

You wanted to go with her, just for fun. Who was the driver?
God bless, it was Dirk.

You and Dave are chillin' in the back of this hella sweet ride while he drove through the city to get to this doctor. 

You wanted to happily assume these two were a lovely couple again, but alas they weren't. You asked your sister once before and she denied any further relationship, for the moment at least. So at least there is room for opportunity.

"I'm almost positive you can't do that." Dave's voice snapped you from this monologue of fillers.

"Yeah," Lindsay answered him. "You sure can. Donating your body to science is a real thing. People get paid really well." She nodded.

Dave paused. "Dirk can I sell my b-"
"No." Dirk cut him off.

"Damn.." He muttered.
You giggled. "What did I jump in on..?" You asked, looking back and forth between Lindsay and Dave.

"They're discussing selling your body to science." Dirk answered, never taking his eyes off of the road.
What a skilled human-ninja-strider-thing.

"This sounds like a job for a nerdy prostitute."
Dave chimed.

John Egbert.

Stop it that's mean!
Also true.

Dirk pulled into an officey type place. You almost shivered. You hated doctors offices. They where large and cold. They brought painful experiences. Ew ew, no no.

Luckily it was not you who was being operated on! It was dear sister!

"So why did you want to come?" Lindsay turned around in her seat and looked at you.

"To watch you suffer from all of those times you took me here and watched me suffer when getting shots." You said, very blank.

She nodded. "Makes sense."
You laughed and got out of the car, along with everyone else.

It was a tall building. You walked in, following everyone else.

You and Dave stood a few feet away as your sister mentioned who she was. Luckily, there was no line! You could just easily go through the back and get to the room.