Homestuck Dave×John Movie Night!

Dave×John Chapter 2: Incoming!! Watch out, John!

  You are now at lunch, staring blankly into your food which is gradually getting colder. You didn't have anything against the sloppy joe, it's just that you thought it wouldn't be very cool if other people saw you struggling to eat the gloppy sandwich, spilling food everywhere.  It would add a good ironic factor, but you didn't want John to see you wrestle your food into your mouth.

  You stare into your tray of food, through your shades some more until a not-so-aerodynamic apple hits the side of your tray, catapulting all the contents of your tray to you. There's always someone who can't eat their food like a regular person.

  Of course, thanks to Bro's constant strifes on the roof, you dodge the flung joe with ease, allowing the projectile sandwich fly behind you.

  You hear your food splat behind you, but it didn't sound like a giant glob of food hitting the hard, tiled floor it sounded almost like... cloth-?

  Your curiosity getting the best of you, you turn around and see a shocked, wide-eyed john, his crystal blue eyes staring down at his favorite jacket, covered, and dripping in your lunch.

   "Oh shit! John, I didn't know you were-!" you begin to say as John stops you.

"Oh, don't sweat it dude." John says as he flashes his classic buck-toothed smile while setting down his tray on the table and retrieving some napkins.

  "Im so sorry, dude, shit..." you start "Here John, take mine." you say as you strip off your red hoodie, revealing your favorite red-sleeved, white shirt with the scratched record. You then offer John your hoodie as he wipes off the last of the excess food on his jacket, a very sizable brownish-red stain still remaining, courtesy of joe.

   "Thanks Dave!" John says as he strips off his blue jacket, his favorite white, short-sleeved Slimer/Ghostbusters shirt showing and gratefully slips on Dave's hoodie.

   "It's fine Dave, it will come off in a few washes." John flashes a reassuring smile at you. You both know that the stain won't come off in "a few washes" but John probably didn't want you to dwell over it.

  You thought that it was so ironic how a prankster, movie nerd ,like John, was wearing your cool kid jacket. But you honestly thought that he just looked good in red. Which he does.

  After John carefully rolls up his jacket and places it in his backpack,  careful not to stain the interior in the process, you have hold a conversation mostly consisting of ill beats, irony, movies and Nic Cage when John brings up a totally unrelated subject.

   "So ,um, Dave, do you want to come over?" John asks you.

   "Sure, when do you want me to come over?" You ask him.

   "Hmm... today would be fine. I know it's sudden, but everyone stopped watching movies with me! And it does get lonely after a while... so I'm asking you!" John explains as you ponder.

   "Hmm... either deal with piles of endless homework, plush rumps, Lil Cal, shitty swords and roof strifes with Bro... or hang out with John and watch lame movies...John." you think as John waits for your response. There was no way you were going to pass up a chance of hanging out with John.

   " 'Lonely'-? are you trying to find comfort in the Strider's open arms as I ironically cuddle with you on your couch?" you say, a small smile slightly tugging at the corners of your mouth, threatening to break your cool kid facade, from the thought of cuddling on the couch with John.

   "D-Dave, you know I'm not a homo!" John responds.

   "I know, I know. Just playing with you, Egderp." you answer cooly. But you feel a small twinge of sadness inside of you. The problem is that you have a small crush on the Egderp... okay, maaaybe it's a giant crush... you are falling for the geeky, buck-toothed, movie and Nic Cage crazy, boy. And out of all the girls, and all the boys in the world to fall for, this boy isn't a "homo". You didn't want to change him against his will, or force your crush and feelings apon him, so you kept quiet for all your years of friendship, and kept a lock on your feelings. Even Bro won't be able to tell that you fell for the Egbert.

  "What movie are we watching?" you ask, to cover up any suspicion that you have a crush on him and/or how you feel kind of heart broken about John not being a "homo", but you already know his answer.

   "Con Air."

   "Con Air!"

   " Totally knew that."  "So do want to me walk over to your place, or do you want Bro to drop me off-?" you ask John.

   "Do you want to walk together instead?" John asks.

   "Sure. That's cool." you respond.

   "Alright!!" John exclaims a little too loudly. Others around you looking at you two like you're both a little crazy.

   "Hehe, oops!" John whispers while chuckling a little. "Okay, lets meet up at the front of the school when the school day is over, alright?"

   "Sure." you reply. The bell rings, signaling the end of lunch and to start walking to your next class. You really don't like your next class... your theater teacher always says that you should put more emotion and expression into the plays and skits...

   "Oh, already-? Well, see ya later, Dave!" John waves to you as he quickly throws his trash away and walks off to his next class.

   "See ya." you walk off to your theater class, ready for more tutorials on facial expressions again.

(A/N: As you can tell, this chapter is longer than the previous and I'll still be making more parts. I hope you like it so far, plz comment on what you think ^-^)