Just Peachy

A Pointless Yet Entertaining Prologue

Prologue.

((Okay, so I'm kinda just rambling in this. I was gonna write an actual chapter but Wattpad deleted all my saved work in this story an it was late, i didn't feel like rewriting it completely.

Sollux's house. This is where it all started. The troll had thrown a party. It was a pretty lame party, until the drinks came out and the lights went black.

Man, This would be memorable. Everyone was there, even grumpy ol' Karkat.

Let's focus on one person for right now though. But who? everyone's there. Sollux goes back and forth between people, being a relatively good host. Or maybe we can focus on John. Good ol' Egbert. Where is he anyways? Oh. Oh. There he is, right out in the middle of the makeshift dance floor (the dining room, minus the table and chairs). Well, not to be mean but that's cringe worthy.

That reminds me, where's the rest of the gang? Rose is... over there, chatting up Kanaya, with her tongue.... ewwww.

Ooookay, uh. Jade. Jade's with, oh! She's having a blast, dancing out of time with Vriska. How cute, they make adorable friends... when they're intoxicated.

Speeeeeaking of intoxicated, has anyone seen Gamzee? Dammit. I really hope he's still drunk. Who was in charge of keeping an eye on him? You're not supposed to let him out of your sights. Damn Trolls... OH! OH! OH! THERE HE IS! Okay good! we found Gamzee! He's pissing on a fern in the corner. Awww, come on Gamzee, have some class, put it away. Isn't the bathroom open? No? oh god.

Who's in the bathroom? Oh. Well. There's a Nepeta passed out in the bathtub. Okay. Well, let's hope no one finds her, something tells me, she wont be pleased if someone draws a dick on her face.

It's really loud in here. I think Im going to step outside. Oh joy. Look at that, Karkat is getting into a fight with someone, but who could it be? Wait, Is that...? Yup. of course. Who else charges like a bull? No one other than Tavros himself.

I thought theys was friends. Wait, there's a lot of empty .beer cans scattered around them. That makes more sense. But what could they have possibly been fighting over? Never mind. That's a vomit stain on Karkat's shirt that only Tavros could have left.

That makes more sense. Well, that's enough fresh air and sloppy fighting. I cant really make anyone out in the crowd. It's just a blur of glow in the dark paint, and warm colored horns. Oh, and of course John's flailing about... Oh John, what are we to do with you.

GAH! KARKAT, PUT HIS DAMN BOW DOWN! YOU'RE GOING TO BLIND SOMEONE!

hh hh hh hh. Okay. That's much better.

Well, I think that's enough of author's non important POV, im going to go now. the real story will start next chapter, toodle loo~!