~~~~BACK TO DAVE~~~~
About half way through the movie Dave started to hear little snores coming from the other side of the couch. “Typical” Dave mumbled to himself as he slowly moved Karkat’s legs off his lap. He figured he would move karkat into his bed. He assumed the grumpy midget would mind.
~~~~TIME SKIP~~~~
~~~~KARKATS POV~~~~
When Karkat woke up he just cuddled up into more of a ball then he was already in. he then realized this wasn’t his blanket. He dove out of the foreign bed and backed his way into the nearest corner.
“DAVE WHY THE EVER-LOVING FUCK WAS I ASLEEP AND WHY THE HELL WAS I ASLEEP IN **YOUR** BED.”
“and the mechanical feline has awoken.” Dave said as he walked into the room calmly but also cautiously not wanting to get shot.
“ANSWER THE GODDAMN QUESTION YOU BELIVALENT EXCUSE OF HIPSTER AND IF YOU DON’T I WILL MAKE SURE THAT THE WASTE OF OXGEN IN THIS ROOM BE EXTERMINATED WITH FIRE THAT I PERSONALLY RIPPED FROM THE DEPTHS OF HELL ITSELF.”
“Then to answer the first of your demands my queen, you fell asleep half way through titanic and for the second I know that couch is hella uncomfortable to sleep on.”
“Oh. Well in that case thanks I guess.” Karkat said in a barley auditable voice.
“What sorry I didn’t hear that.” Dave said mockingly, just to annoy Karkat.
“Thank you, you unadulterated sack of manure.” Karkat hissed at Dave. He hated to be so harsh to Dave, but he had a reputation to keep. Karkat actually liked to hangout with him, but they never really did. Probably because Karkat acted like he hated him, but that’s the complete opposite of how he actually feels.
“well I see you are a little ball of rage 24/7. You slept for about uh 4 hours, so its about five thirtyish. Want some food?” Dave asks obviously exhausted.
“um ok. But one question.”
“ok shot”
“why do you look like your about to pass out?”
“oh that. Well um you see I sort of have this thing its really weird its called hypnophobia. Yeah its weird.” Karkat was just staring at him with a look on his face of sincere concern.
“also know as somniaphobia.” Karkats face was now looked more fear stricken the concerned. “yup you guessed it the most irrational thing ever. The fear of sleep.” Karkatk wanted to hug strider and cry like no tomorrow, but like that was going to happen. Karkat felt terrible. The love of his life had insomnia and he didn’t know.
“so what do you want to eat kitkat.”
“I told you NOT to fucking call me Kitkat ever.”
“ok got it, but food”
“oh yeah that um pizza I suppose. I cant think of anything fucking else.”
“we could get taco bell."
“wow white girl, but taco bell does sound good right fucking now.”
