In our bedroom after the war

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Ready your fucking feels because I'm going to crush them harder than a bulldozing Boulder on steroids.

This was it. This was the day. This was when the war would begin. Dave was readying his soldiers along side his lover, Karkat. Everyone had eventually figured out about the two's romance and gushed about how cute they were together, public displays of affection between them was not unusual. Dave would be standing beside the leader of this army, ready to risk their lives for change. All of them were walking in groups to the field where the battle would take place, where the death of hundreds of people and trolls would take place. Karkat felt the grip on his hand tighten, Dave was clutching onto him with his sword in his other hand. The highblood's army was appearing, with the empress leading them. Karkat, Dave and their army would stand until they had reached their own place, and the two leaders would declare war, raising a familiar flag of burning bright red and the sufferers symbol. 4/13. This day was going to be known as "The Lowblood Revolution." He stabbed it into the ground, and a war horn sounded, following by a strong yell exploding from the empresses mouth, accompanied by thousands of feet slamming onto the ground as the two armies clashed. One blue blood had charged Dave, and tried to take a jab. Quickly reacting, Dave jumped back and when he stopped, last minute shielded Karkat with his sword from a on coming assault, and the two stood back to back wrecking their opponents. Trolls had been lifted into the air with cracking blue and red pisiionic, slamming people every where.

"Brutal." Dave chuckled, fending off a enemy and after stabbing them.

"Serves them right." Karkat scoffed, ruthlessly cutting down any approaching foes.

"We should cut down all the minions, and then charge the empress when all of her forced are terminated, looks like we've got a few hundred to go- make that ninety eight." Dave watched his brother decapitate a troll, and Jake shoot one in the head.

"Good idea." Karkat grunted, slicing deep wounds on approaching attackers. The two of you were stained rainbow, coated with blue, indigo and purple blood. Dave was growing tired, but kept up his act until the very bloody end. He panted, swinging his sword along side his lover. Majority of the highblood's were taken out, and there were only ten now against fifty-who thought low bloods packed such a punch? Well we did have trolls with some crazy ass powers. The empress was towering over, overpowering the lower bloods but they fought valiantly. The two finished up their own batch, and moved onto the overpowered empress, along side fallen allies and living on teammates.

"Don't die on me now, Dave."

"Don't plan on it, Karkat." Dave chuckled, charging foward to slice at the towering female. Dave was bashed away by a mighty punch, and literally flew backwards, leaving skid marks of shoes and dust flying in the air. Karkat was going at it hard, slicing with his sickle mercilessly, but was soon joined with you when he too was kicked back, recovering swiftly. One blue blood stood proudly, with long black hair and a blue sign on her forehead. Was this the girl Terezi was talking about? Because Terezi had charged the girl, jabbing and stabbing. The two of you needed to focus on your target though. The two of you seemed to be synced in thought, because both of you had went for her legs, aiming to make her collapse. Both of you grunted, Karkat felt his arms grow heavy but continued on none the less. The empresses let out a blood curdling scream, and hurled both of you away, causing Dave to rather ungracefully soar through the air as if he were falling down stairs. He hit the ground hard, tumbling into a roll and stoping, rolling onto his back a groaning. The familiar grey face was crouching, trying to recover. This was no easy feat. A face had popped up and ran over to Dave, helping him up.

"How bout' that favour." Dave sputtered to Sollux, dusting off his dirtied clothes.

"I'm a man of my word, what do you need?"

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