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carcinoGeneticist (CG) has started pestering turntechGodhead (TG)
CG
: HEY FUCKER I GOT SOMETHING IMPORTANT
CG
: HEY ANSWER ME
CG
: I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHATEVER BULLSHITTERY YOU ARE CURRENTLY UP TO BECAUSE I'M GOING TO BLOW YOUR TINY ASS FUCKING MIND
TG : what is it kk i was asleep
CG : WELL I HAD ANOTHER ONE OF THE DREAMS
TG
: oh shit
TG
: was it the one where everyone except me, john, jade, and rose were all the troll things?
CG : YEAH
TG : how many of those have you had? like 6?
CG
: YEAH BUT I THINK THIS WAS THE LAST ONE…
CG
: ANYWAYS IT FELT SO MUCH MORE REAL THAN ALL THE OTHER ONES???? I DON'T KNOW I JUST
TG: sounds insane
CG: I KNOW RIGHT?? AND THE THING IS I THINK IM STARTING TO SEE THINGS…
TG : like what things?
CG: WELL
CG: I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW AND I SWORE I COULD HAVE SEEN A METEOR IN THE SKY
CG: AND IN THE FIRST DREAM
CG: A METEOR HIT JOHN'S HOUSE
TG : ok
CG : SO WHAT IF THEY WEREN'T JUST DREAMS
TG: huh
CG : WHAT IF THEY ACTUALLY HAPPENED...
TG: okay, now im thinking you maybe need to take your vitamin d dude
TG: because to me, thinking that actually happened is a bit of a stretch...
CG : WHATEVER
TG : now if you'll excuse me i'm going back to sleep
CG: WAIT NO WAIT
turntechGodhead (TG) has ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist (CG)
The dark skinned 13 year old boy sat at his computer screen in frustration as he stood up falling onto his bed.
Wait! But we must introduce this boy!
His name was KARKAT VANTAS and although it was a rather odd name for someone in the UK at least, he didn’t mind. Most of his friends called him KK anyways.
He had dark curly hair that was somewhat long*, dull grey eyes, and his skin was black. He owned almost only sweaters ranging from the magnificent group of blacks and whites, to reds (AKA only black, grey, white, and red sweaters) and not to mention that compared to his friends, he was the shortest one out of them all.
Karkat stared up at the ceiling and sighed loudly covering his eyes and closing them getting lost in thought, then he remembered.
He needed to get Dave a present! He was turning 13 after all, might as well reward him for getting old, right?
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Karkat got up out of bed about fifteen minutes after he had fallen onto it, deciding to go out and get Dave's present. He went to his bathroom and looked in the mirror. His hair was a frizzy mess, he wore a white dirty old shirt that had the name of his school written in big white letters in the front on it, and grey sweatpants. He sighed grabbing a brush and quickly ran it through his hair, pulling it back into a short ponytail, only a few tuffs fell over his face messily and he yawned before stealing a sweatshirt from his brother, Kankri Vantas's room.
He threw it on and stole 50 bucks from his wallet. He could pay him back later. But, for now, he needed to focus on getting Dave a gift!
Karkat put his phone in his pocket and slipped into whatever shoes he could find as he headed out the door, ready to fight whoever he found at the mall for his friend's gift.
He grabbed his bike and got on, riding to the local mall at lightning speed rushing past cars and other pedestrians. Eventually, he made it to the mall and parked his bike on a rack, locking it of course.
Karkat made his way inside and stopped, frowning. What did Dave even like? He knew he liked music and ironic things, but that was all he talked about interest wise. He pulled out his phone to pester him and see.
carcinoGeneticist (CG) has started pestering turntechGodhead (TG)
CG : HEY FUCKER WHAT KINDA SHIT DO YOU LIKE
TG : KK what the hell I was watching Mean Girls
CG : JUST ANSWER TO DAMN QUESTION
TG : okay,,,,, well i like photography and music and artsy dorky shit
TG : also memes
CG : OK BYE
carcinoGeneticist (CG) has ceased pestering turtechGodhead (TG)
Karkat breathed in the cold winter air, reading over the short and broad list, thinking over what kinds of things he could get that absolute nerd.
He remembered Dave mentioning he liked to remix things and thought about getting him a turntable. Yes, that was the perfect-
Shit wait, he already has one.
Okay so that one was out of the question, but that was the only kind of music Dave had mentioned. He then thought about Photography.
Karkat knew Dave only really took pictures with his phone and considered getting him a small digital camera.
He glanced over at the mini Best Buy at the far end of the mall and did an internal shrug realising that that would be the best option.
As he made his way over he noticed something else about the mall, people were decorating for Christmas! He always sorta enjoyed Christmas, maybe it was the giving and getting back or something but he just loved the warm feeling he got in his chest when the holidays came around. To make this year better he was planning to secretly send Dave plane tickets to up to his own town so they could meet in person! He had everything planned out, Kankri was in on it as well and was currently stocking up on things and trying to figure out if Dave had any triggers or had anything he got offended by. Just in case, like classic old Kankri.
Karkat got to Best Buy and the mini aisle that had a plethora of digital cameras, searching for the right one. Eventually, he settled on a small black one that was made to hold a lot of photos. He figured that Dave would like this more than his phone. Even if it wasn’t much for a camera it’s a good start.
He paid and left the store, walking back to his bike and carefully setting the camera in the basket attached to the front. Karkat climbed on it and began to ride back home through the cold winter morning.
Once Karkat got home he breathed in a deep breath of the warm air, letting it envelop him. He had luckily gotten inside before the blizzard that was currently whirling around started.
In his hands, he held Dave's gift like a newborn child. He needed some sort of wrapping for the gift, something that wasn't Christmas-y or covered in Thanksgiving turkeys. In the back of his mind, he had a feeling that Dave was sick of getting Christmas wrap as present wrap every year.
Karkat finally settled on a red shiny wrap he found in the basement and wrapped up the rest of his present, even adding a small black bow. He then made the card and slipped the plane tickets into it before sealing it and sticking it somewhere on or in the gift.
He made his way back outside in the raging blizzard and put the gift in the mailbox, flipping the red flag up for the mailman and trudging inside again shivering brutally.
Now he just needed to wait a day and Dave would have his gift and his tickets.
*long as in longer than most boys his age