Post Scratch Kids: Remem8er

KANAYA. THE TRANSPORTALIZER IS BROKEN.

"Wait, What Exactly Did You Do?"

"I DON'T KNOW I GUESS I WAS JUST A BIT ANGRY AT DAVE? AND MAYBE DROPPED MY SICKLES."

"When They Are Usually Within Your Strife Specibus?" Kanaya sighs. She examines the deep gouge Karkat's transportalizer. "... And I Suppose They Just Happened To Stab Themselves Into The Transportalizer?"

Karkat managed to look a bit angry though his cheeks tinged a bit darker than usual. Kanaya peers up at him and smooths over her pink sundress.

"I Suppose I Can Try To Help. Why Did You Ask Me Anyway? I Cannot Say I Am Particularly Skilled In The Field Of Engineering."

Karkat shrugged from behind as Kanaya rose gracefully. "WHO ELSE WOULD I ASK? IT'S BEEN AWHILE SINCE WE'VE SEEN ANY GHOSTS AND I WANT TO CLEAN THIS UP QUICKLY SO I CAN GO BACK TO IGNORING THAT GRUBBY DOUCHE."

Kanaya chuckles softly and heads toward her transportalizer. "Okay. I Will Get The Tools I Use For My Chainsaw. I'll Be Back Soon!"

She vanishes with a flash of light from above. Karkat sighs and leans against the lab wall, sliding down slowly until he's slumped on the ground. He's actually quite grouchy, at least, worst than normal. That Strider just didn't know how to keep his nose out of other people's business! Him and his stupid raps have been swirling around Karkat's ears all afternoon, making them twitch like crazy until Karkat couldn't take it anymore; he snapped his coding book shut and tensely crossed the room towards the transportalizers... When Dave smirked and said:

"Hey, Karkitty."

Maybe it was the aforementioned smirk, maybe it was the slow ache in his head from Dave's awful music, or maybe it was because Karkat was extra grouchy, but in any case, Karkat flipped his shit in a way he hadn't for a whole sweep... two years... whatever. He whirled and grabbed Dave by his stupid pajamas. Red was an awful color. Karkat had grit his teeth and snarled at Strider.

"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE." He hissed before hurrying on his way... to the situation he was currently stewing in. But now that he thought about it, Karkat was pretty sure Dave wasn't trying to be mean. In fact, they had gotten along well enough in the last two years, hanging out with each other and the mayor... Maybe Karkat shouldn't be such a nookslurping asshole and just apologize already. Man, past Karkat was such a dumbass! Clearly, Dave was his bro, and past Karkat should've been nicer to him. Why does present Karkat have to deal with his past self's idiocy?

Karkat sighed and ruffled his hair, promising himself he would go and apologize to Dave soon. In the meantime, Karkat eyed the damaged transportalizer. It was the only way back to his bed- block (urgh, fuck these humans and their high blood vocabulary!), and he had completely wrecked it. By throwing a sickle with his totally massive and rippling biceps, Karkat had managed to stick the stupid thing. When he pulled the sickle out, all the wiring was spilling out like some sort of disassembled, stuffed creature, possibly resembling a bear, or perhaps a rabbit.

In the middle of his musings, Rose entered the transportalizer room via the alchemy room. Her hair was fluffed out, perhaps from running her fingers through it for some hours. She rubbed her eyes before noticing the pouting troll along the wall.

"Oh, hello, Karkat." She yawned politely, covering her mouth before asking, "Have you seen Kanaya?"

Karkat sighed. When Rose wasn't dealing with Vriska's scheming, alchemy or communing with the zoologically dubious, she usually was joined at the hip with Kanaya. "YEAH, SHE'LL BE BACK SOON. SHE'S HELPING ME WITH SOMETHING AT THE MOMENT." Rose quirked an eyebrow and he nodded to his transportalizer.