Davekat~

What the fuck

HUEHUEHUE hope you've enjoyed. It's still going on tho. I'm sorry. Well... Onto the story (:B
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~~Karkat's POV~~

Did that fucker just fucking call you... KITKAT?!?!?!?!?! Okay, he is going to fucking get it... after class. I walked to my first period and sat down. I lay my head on my desk, and then I hear someone sliding into the seat next to me. I look up and see, cause why the fuck not, Dave. I growled at him. "Woah, calm down Beep Beep Meow." 'Beep Beep.. Meow..? Oh this fucker is dead.' I growled and jabbed him hard in the side. He keeled over his desk in pain. I continued to glare at him. "God damn Karkles!"
"Not. My. Fucking. Name."
"Yeah I know"
I growled.
"I hate you."
"Aww love you too Kitkat."
I lay my head down on my desk again, but this time banging on the desk a few times. Dave just fucking chuckles. He pulls out a piece of paper from his bag and writes something on it He passed to me.

'You should come over to my apartment after school on Friday'

'NO'

'Awww why nooooottttt'
'
BECAUSE'

'kkkkkaaaaaarrrrrrkkkkkkklllleeeessssss'

'NO'

'I have doritoes. and sprite. aaaannnddd... oreos..'

'...'

'that a yes?'

'FINE! BUT I NEED TO TELL KANKRI.'

'who's that?'

'...Brother'

'oh'

I flip the paper over and see some words. I start reading the words, as Dave digs into his school bag for the needed supplies for our class.

"Apple juice
Doritoes
Bread
Painkillers
Pencils
Sketch Book"
Dave notices what I'm reading and pulls it from my hands.
"Oh this thing"
"The fuck is that for?"
"I have to go shopping after school with Dirk"
"Rest in pieces, Dave. Rest In Pieces"
"Oh fuck you"
"Ew don't you fucking dare!"
At that, Dave face palms.

~~Le Time Skeep, Brought to you by Mah man, Lil Cal*devilish puppet laughter fills the room*~~
Sooo, me and Hipster Douche have all the same classes together. Last thing I needed. I walked out of my last period, A.K.A history (those who know me irl and know my school squedule should be face palming rn huehue), and towards my human hive. Then I heard someone calling my name. I just continue to walk, not giving a single, flying fuck. But of course, they catch up with me. Who was it, you may ask? Non other than Shady Boy.
"The fuck do you want fuckass."
"Chill out bro, damn."
"I am not  you're fucking 'Bro.'"
"Yeah, yeah whatever. So we still on for Friday?"
"Fuck I dunno."
"Then yes we are. So where do you live? My apartment is in the direction too."
"Apartment...? Fuuuccckkkk"
"What?"
"My apartment building is the only apartment building in this direction."
He smirked. He. Fucking. Smirked.
"The fuck are you smirking about bulge muncher! Uggghhh I hate you so much, Strider!"
"I wonder if we're on the same floor?"
"Strider I swear to fucking Gog! If we are on the same floor I will fucking explode."
"Jeez Karkrab, you're really pissy... ha guess you could say...."
"Dave, Don't you fucking dare."
"You're rather..."
"Strider..!"
"KRABBY!!!"
You can't help but facepalm. Oh look at that.

~~2x FACEPALM COMBO~~
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Sorry for this shifty chapter. But hey, I gave you a pun. Be hhaapppyyyyyyy. Bleh. I can't find motivation very much, and I'm tired after XD I'm probably gonna sleep. For a looooong time. Well see ((?)) you after my mini hibernation. :^)  ~~BREAD OUT~~ ((HOLY FUCK THAT WAS CHEESY))