Homestuck x reader

Metamorphosis (Gamzee x reader) part 2

(A/N: once again, narcotics. Also, there's sobriety in here [but don't worry too much])

"(Name)..."

You could hear a voice. Echoing, far away.

"(Name)...!"

Who was it? They seemed to be yelling your name, though you could not quite...

"(NAME)!"

Your eyes opened with a start and you gave a short scream.

Gamzee hovered over you, eyes darting around your face worriedly. He had gray skin, curvy orange horns, and yellow eyes. As his mouth opened to speak, you also saw sharp teeth, glinting in the light.

"(Name)! Oh motherfuck, I thought you all up and decided to hightail it to the motherfucking afterlife!" he said, relief flooding his voice.

"I'm... fine... Gamzee, ha-have you looked at yourself?" you asked, your voice shaking.

Gamzee cocked an eyebrow and looked at his hand. He stared at it and you saw in his face that he wasn't completely absorbing what he saw.

A minute went by...

Then,

"Oh, fuck!" He looked down at himself. He didn't seem to be freaking out as bad as you expected he would.

"Now, how did I get here? In this wicked body?" He stared at his body for a minute then shrugged. "Oh well."

"Gamzee," you said, warily. "How are you not... freaking out about this?"

He thought.

"Um," he said slowly. "I guess because... I see no reason to be all motherfucking upset by this. If I'm gonna be motherfucking stuck like this, why mope about it? Why not just get along with life's motherfuckery like normal instead of focusing on something you can't change, ya feel?"

You blinked. "But, how do you know it can't be changed?"

Once again, Gamzee shrugged. "I dunno. Just my own motherfucking intuition!" He grinned dopily.

You grimaced. How could he just submit to a transformation like this so easily? His face suddenly fell, eyes wide.

"You ain't... You ain't just gonna motherfucking leave me cuz I have a wicked new motherfucking look... are you?"

"Oh! Nonononono! Gamzee, love, I wouldn't!" You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his middle. He held you tightly.

"Motherfuck, you had me worried for a second, (Name)."

"I would never..." You gently pulled out of the hug and looked up at him. "How about I make some breakfast, hm? How does pani puri sound?"

"Motherfuck yeah! I'm pretty bitchtits hungry, my queen of the pimprydas!"

~~~~~

As you kneaded the dough, you watched Gamzee out of the corner of your eye as he lit a blunt. He still acted normal, but...

You had a feeling that your nightmare wasn't a coincidence. How could you have known that he would be changed into a horned, gray-skinned creature during your nightmare?

He popped open a can of Faygo and offered it to you. (Fav flavor of Faygo). You accepted it and took a swig. Ah, you could already feel the fructose corn syrup coursing through your veins.

"Can I be of some motherfucking help?" Gamzee asked suddenly.

"Here," you picked up a rolling pin and held it out to him. "Flatten the shit out of these."

"You motherfucking got it, my candybitch!" he said cheerfully while you sat down to give your feet a rest.

You glanced at the clock. 5:52 AM. Damn, was it early! You lay your head on the table and closed your eyes.

"Uh, (Name)?" came Gamzee's voice. "I mighta... uhhh..."

You opened your eyes, looked up and stared. Nothing was different about Gamzee. The pani puri dough, however, was. You stood up and crossed to the counter.

It was incredibly flat. It was... paper thin.

"... Good job, Gamz. But... go a little easy next time, 'kay?"

"I dunno how they got that thin! I was giving it my motherfucking all and then I see the motherfucking counter through it!"

"Uh-huh..." as gently as you could, you folded the dough over once, twice, thrice and got it to a suitable thickness. How the hell was Gamzee strong enough to press it that flat?

~~~~~

After making a pretty decent batch of pani puri and devouring the lot of them, you and Gamzee headed out into the woods, Gamzee leading the way.

"-and I was just chilling and motherfucking turning my mind over some, and then this motherfucking light just goes whoom! over my head and it was whistling and shit and I thought my ears were gonna up and motherfucking explode and be all jacked up and shit and then I get thrown back and my head hits some bitch ass tree and everything goes black like motherfuck! Did I go blind?? Nope! by some motherfucking miracle, I wasn't blind and then I went back to our ninjalicious house and then you were asleep and dreaming or some shit and then you fainted and- and-"

He stopped rambling for a second and looked at you confusedly.

"What were you dreaming about anyway? Some miraculous special shit?"

"It was a nightmare. Bad one, too."

"Aw, motherfuck. Tell me all about that shit! Let it all out into the motherfucking open!"

You hesitated for a couple minutes.

"You attacked me... and you looked the way you do now. You crawled through the air vent into the bedroom and ripped my throat out with your teeth. I could see all the blood and everything."

Gamzee stopped walking and stared at you, jaw slack.

"Motherfuck..." he said, barely above a whisper. "I would never up and do any motherfucking horror movie shit like that! Not to my ninjalicious baby girl! That sounds motherfucking horrifying!"

You laughed weakly. You would hope he'd never do something like that.

You were struck by a sudden memory. When you had first moved in with Gamzee and you were putting your things in the bathroom, you had pulled open a drawer and found a box of prescription pills in it.

You had asked Gamzee what they were and he had responded with, "Oh... yeah... my head does all this funky motherfucking stuff sometimes and those little miracles help me out."

He had paused then and then told you, in a rare moment of seriousness, "(Name)... if I ever get even a little motherfucking freaky, you don't hesitate to motherfucking make me take one of those motherfucking pills, 'kay?"

You sometimes wondered exactly why Gamzee had to take those pills.

As you walked, you noticed something additionally unnerving; there were no birds chirping or even crickets. Just you and Gamzee crunching your way through the fallen leaves. You could hear animals far off, but as you and Gamzee got closer to it, they would get farther away. It was beginning to creep you out.

Your hand crept into Gamzee's and he gave you a gentle squeeze.

"I motherfucking love you. You know that, lil mama?"

"Back at you," you replied softly, looking around warily.

Gamzee stopped and so did you. You were deep in the woods now. Before you was a trail of broken trees and a large crater.

"This is it?"

"Uhh, yeah. I motherfucking guess so?"

You peered into the crater. There was nothing there.

"Whatever was in there, it's gone now."

"Miracles made it disappear! That's how! Motherfucking miracles!" Gamzee said. You stood there for a minute.

"Huh..."