Dave was bored as fuck. he logged onto pesterchum, maybe John was on. Not turned on, just online.
'Dammit Dave, get your mind out of the gutter.'
He shook his head and saw John was online. Thank God!
TG started pestering EB
TG: hey egderp
TG: i hope youre on
TG: well i know you are but anyways
TG: i hope you're reading this
TG: you haven't responded in a while bro you okay?
TG: god now im just blathering, like a babbling brook of bullshit over the rocks of douchery
TG: are you dead? i hope not
TG: i don't know where you are but
TG: i like you john
TG: like a lot
TG: okay this is awkward
TG: bye egbert<3
TG stopped pestering EB
EB: dave...
EB: help...
EB:
EB disconnected from chat
John was currently on the floor. No, it wasn't the "help I've fallen and cannot get up" LifeAlert shit. It was the "fuck I've been stabbed in the stomach" shit. Dave was offline and didn't notice, John was in a pool of his own blood. It definitely wasn't a win-win.
//*absconds the fuck out*//
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I'm Still With You
FanfictionHomestuck Oneshots, including Nepeta/Equius, Rosemary, Erisol, Aradia, Dirkjake, Davekat, Johndave and slight Tavrisk! Many more to come. Feel free to request!
