This is a Homestuck AU roleplay between Lady Koko and Lord VanVan based on the comics of 4Chords

 

Life’s all up and down the drain once you go off to college, right? Of course that can be said for a few, but that’s not all to be said. Some are prospering through their studies while some are forced to drop out and break their backs working. Then there’s the lucky few that struggle through their classes but end up living a comfortable life. A few will live rough lives, and an occasional two or three will have cushiony lives. But what’s so important about the lives of the select few that have been chosen? Nothing, they’re your everyday Joes. There are the rich children, the crude-but-loyal dropouts, the head bitches in charge, and you know the drill. The outcome of their lives depends on the choices you make for them.

 

Will the stoner rocker hit fame? Will a certain flushed girl’s feelings be accepted by the stuttering boy? And will someone ever get that mechanic a towel?

 

The Characters:

 

Name: Gamzee Makara

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: http://media.tumblr....e3mR1qzz1zu.jpg

Relationship Status: Friends with benefits (Karkat)

Education: College dropout

Career/Job: Lead guitarist and singer of a local, but well known band.

Living Situation: Living in a flat nearby the college campus with a roommate, Karkat Vantas.

Personality: Easy going and usually high on mIrAcLeS. Has a bad mouth.

 

Name: Karkat Vantas

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Appearance: http://28.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Friends with benefits (Gamzee)

Education: College dropout

Career/Job: None.

Living Situation: Living in a flat with Gamzee Makara

Personality: Crabby, usually angry, but HAS A HEART OF GOLD.

 

Name: Terezi Pyrope

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr3102iRNi1qzasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single

Education: Law major

Career/Job: None.

Living Situation: Lives on campus, roommates with Vriska Serket. Gamzee Makara takes care of her guide dog.

Personality: Weird, very IN YOUR FACE, way too into dragons.

 

Name: Vriska Serket

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://30.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, crushing on Tavros.

Education: Video Game Design major

Career/Job: Part time at Starbucks.

Living Situation: Lives on campus, roommates with Terezi Pyrope.

Personality: Huge bitch, only nice to certain people. (Terezi, Tavros, and Kanaya)

 

Name: Tavros Nitram

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Appearance: http://media.tumblr....WNGh1qzz1zu.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, crushing on Gamzee.

Education: Music major

Career/Job: None.

Living Situation: Lives on campus, in a double bedroom by himself because of his wheelchair. Vriska Serket helps him get around campus.

Personality: Shy, wimpy, but overall nice.

 

Name: Eridan Ampora

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: http://29.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, STALKING FEFERI.

Education: High school diploma, no college.

Career/Job: Amateur photographer.

Living Situation: Lives in a nice condominium, neighbor of Feferi Peixes.

Personality: Hipster douche.

 

Name: Feferi Peixes

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://29.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single

Education: High school diploma, no college.

Career/Job: None, lives off her parent’s money.

Living Situation: Lives in a nice condominium by herself, neighbor of Eridan Ampora.

Personality: EXCITED ALLTHE TIME. Too happy for her own good.

 

Name: Nepeta Leijon

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://27.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single

Education: Biology major

Career/Job: Volunteers at the local animal shelter.

Living Situation: Lives on campus, single bedroom, by herself.

Personality: Social butterfly, happy and giggly. Likes to pair her IRL friends together.

 

Name: Equius Zahhak

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance: http://24.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, crushing on Aradia.

Education: Robotics major

Career/Job: Part time mechanic, also helps Gamzee with his band. (Moving stuff and etc.)

Living Situation: Lives on campus, single bedroom, by himself.

Personality: Reserved, socially awkward, usually only goes out on the town with Nepeta, his best friend.

 

 

Name: Aradia Megido

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://30.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, crushing on Sollux.

Education: Archeology major

Career/Job: None.

Living Situation: Lives on campus, roommate of Kanaya Maryam.

Personality: Is okay with everything most of the time.

 

Name: Sollux Captor

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance: http://28.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, crushing on Aradia.

Education: Graduated

Career/Job: He’s the head of the Geek Squad

Living Situation: Lives in an apartment, by himself.

Personality: Cool guy, thinks he’s better than most while also hating himself.

 

Name: Kanaya Maryam

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://27.media.tumb...zasudo1_500.jpg

Relationship Status: Single, crushing on Vriska.

Education: Fashion major

Career/Job: None.

Living Situation: Lives on campus, roommate of Aradia Megido.

Personality: Wide vocabulary, not mean, but not super nice. Sometimes a worry wart. Very motherly towards Karkat.

 

Assigned Characters:

 

Karkat, Terezi, Kanaya, Tavros, Eridan, Sollux - Lady Koko

Gamzee, Vriska, Equius, Aradia, Feferi, Nepeta - Lord VanVan

The alarm clock buzzed, signaling it was time for the Gamzter to wake up. Of course this chill motherfiretrucker didn't wake up immediately. He groaned a bit in his sleep before turning over, reaching for a body that wasn't there. That caused the self-proclaimed juggalo to open his eyes. Although, he still clenched and un-clenched his hands in an attempt to grab a body that wasn't laying in the bed. Gamzee sat up in the bed and tried to swing his legs around to the side, only to get his feet tangled up in a mess and fall face first onto the floor.

 

"Whoa, sheets, whattaya doin' all trippin' me like that? So not chill. But that's okay, you keep me warm when Kar won't, so I'll forgive you," he stood himself up right and tried to make the bed. The result was of the sheets laying at the foot of the bed in one big ball of mess. Not that Karkat, his flatmate, would mind. Okay so maybe he would. Gamzee wasn't sure. Half the time he didn't know what was going on in the little crab's head. Now, crab wasn't being used offensively, oh no. That was a little pet name the Gamzter had for his roomy/friend/something-more-than-friend-but-not-quite-boyfriend. Besides, his zodiac sign was cancer, and Karkat did act crabby on more than half the occasions. Gamzee couldn't stay mad though. In fact, he had to admit the little guy was kind of adorable when all flustered in rage whenever he left his underwear lying around. Hey, he left them wherever he took them off. But back on subject: Karkat.

 

Karkat was Gamzee's flatmate. They met up in high school, and sort of hit it off. Gamzee and Karkat were paired up for some kind of science project. Not that he remembered the details: he was too jacked up on his MiRaClEs to remember what color his hair was. Gamzee figured that Karkat only stuck around to make sure he didn't walk into traffic, or something similar. Hell, he wasn't sure. They went through high school as sort-of-friends, and then went to college. The whole 'college' thing wasn't their shtick though. Gamzee was too into his band, and his MiRaClEs, so he eventually dropped out. Karkat had his own reasons, and he wasn't the one to pry. Okay so he was, and eventually got his roomy to tell him why he dropped out, but he eventually forgot. No use in trying to spill the milk all over again. He'd be sleeping in an empty bed.

 

Speaking of empty beds, this morning Gamzee woke up to one. But eventually that became natural. The rocker knew that Karkat was more of a night owl. He spent most of the morning sleeping, then doing watching his rom/coms, yelling at people online, and whatever else he does at night. Gamzee slept at night, then spent most of the day playing his guitar at the subways, bus stops, parks, and sometimes at the college entrance. Their system worked, even if Gamzee preferred to have at least something to hold when he was sleeping. But he had enough earfulls of Karkat yelling about his drool or kicking at night. They'd have two beds, but you know, they couldn't really afford it. They didn't have a lot of money.

 

Those oh-so-fond memories of their first few nights caused our favorite rocker to grab a pack of MiRaClEs and stuff them into his pocket of the black jeans he slipped on. He took one of the MiRaClE sticks and stuck it in his mouth and lit it with the lighter he kept with him at all times. Taking a drag he left the room, already having changed into his usual outfit of jeans, indigo t-shirt and open-zipped black sweatshirt. He still had the greasepaint from the previous night on his face, although it was smudged. Not that Gamz' minded. He entered the living room/kitchen/whatever room of the flat. He saw the mass known as Karkat asleep on the couch. He'd wake the little motherfiretrucker, but knew better. Even as the MiRaClEs seeped into his system and made everything calm and chill, he knew the wrath he'd face. A tongue lashing he could handle, since he could just try and fluster the little dude. He could loose his tongue in the process though... Dude had sharp teeth.

 

So instead Gamzee grabbed a few poptarts --"Wild berry? firetruck yeah! How'd Kar know that this flavor is the shit? I should firetrucking thank the dude later!"-- and shoved them in the pocket of his guitar case. He slung the case over his shoulder and went back over to his flatmate's sleeping form. The juggalo smiled fondly, albeit creepy with the greasepaint, and patted his head. Then, he grabbed his horn from the coffee table and honked it loudly in Karkat's ears. Before he could see the result, he flew out the door, walking towards the entrance to the college. There he would play some sweet music and lay down some wicked beats.

 

(OOC: I'm sorry for a big post ; I tried to wrap it up quickly towards the end...)

A loud, obnoxious honk was what woke up Karkat. He had just fallen asleep, staying up most of the night on his cheap laptop chatting with Sollux and playing video games. He opened his eyes, ready to get on a certain creep’s case, but he wasn’t there. Little asshole must of ran. He’ll just have to kick his ass when Gamz gets home.

He rolled over, to get out of bed, except he wasn’t in bed. He fell flat on his face, onto the floor.

 

“God dammit.”

 

Karkat didn’t remember that he fell asleep on the couch. He didn’t even really know why he continued falling asleep on the couch. He had no problem sharing a bed with Gamzee. He was like his best friend, though he’d never tell him or anyone else that. He couldn’t even admit to himself that he might be a little more than best friend. I mean they didn’t exactly act like best friends but they weren’t boyfriends or anything. It was a complicated relationship that Karkat denies the existence of.

 

He got up from the floor, feeling his nose because it hurt like hell. It was very unlikely that he broke it, but if he did, then he’d just blame Gamzee. He did firetrucking wake him up with his firetrucking horn before running away. He wasn’t going to forget that.

 

He wondered if he should go over and fall asleep on the bed instead of getting back on the couch, since he was still dead tired from staying up until like 6 in the morning. But he also realized he was starving.

 

So Karkat dragged his feet into the kitchen, wondering if they even had food, and luckily they did. He had a bowl of stale cereal and then made his way to lay down in bed. Actually first he had to get the ball of sheets at the end of the bed and fix them so he could actually curl up in them and go back to sleep.

 

Except he couldn’t go to sleep.

 

God dammit.

 

(OOC: weeeh shitty post is shitty)

Nepeta woke up early, which was surprising considering she didn't have a class until one-thirty in the afternoon. It was a lab for one of her chemistry classes. She wasn't a fan of the subject, but she needed the credit hours in order to get her degree. So she put up with it. But most students would take advantage of the late class and sleep in. This girl wasn't like that though. No, she was always up early to greet the morning. She was quite the morning bird: up early to catch her prey. Just excuse prey for friends.

 

Nepeta was already washed, changed, and grabbed breakfast within half an hour. She was the master fur faster when it came to getting ready quickly (it came with practice). She had someone to meet. Normally she'd check up on her old buddy Equius, but he was at class. He liked to go in early and make sure no one messed with any of his projects. "I can only purray be brought a pawntiful amount of towels," she giggled at her cat pun (and her friend's excessive sweating habit) and made her way to the college entrance. Along the way she hummed a familiar tune that a passerby could only make out as gibberish. There was a spring in her step and a smile on her face. The only ray of sunshine on the campus in the morning.

 

"Heeey, Kitty Chica," a hazy, but warm, voice greeted her. Nepeta happily waved to the man that she made her mission to meet.

 

"Good meowning, Gamzee!" She said, which earned her a loud laugh from her pun. Nepeta loved Gamzee. Not in that whole, 'I love you so much I want your babies.' kind of situation. It was a big brother-little sister sort of relationship. And while she didn't approve of her friend's smoking habit, she did nothing to stop it. He remembered the time he was close to being murderous when sober. Besides, a stoned Gamzee was hilarious and relaxing to hang out with.

 

"So, my fine chica," Gamzee paused to take a drag from his MiRaClE stick, "How's that shit of a party you call college? Are those motherfiretruckers treatin' my chica right?" Nepeta sat down next to the rocker who sat with his legs criss-crossed on the sidewalk. An acoustic guitar was in his grasp and he was playing random songs, occasionally pausing to the few strangers that decided to leave money in the guitar case that laid open next to him.

 

"Everything's fine, Gamz! Everyone's nice to me! Oh, by the way, how's Dave?" Dave was a guide dog for one of Karkat's friends, whom was blind. They didn't allow pets in dorms, so the girl just used her cane to get around. When it came to conversing outside of campus, she used Dave.

 

It seemed like Gamzee forgot about the dog, which made Nepeta a little more than pissed inside, because he looked to the sky with a dazed expression. "Dave? Who's that motherfiretrucker? Friend of yours 'Peta?" was his answer. She sighed and grabbed her friend by the shoulder. Normally she'd pat his shoulder for being so stupid, but this was an animal for god's sake! Pulling him up, and snapping the guitar case shut, she started to drag the rocker away from the entrance and towards his flat. They arrived in only a few minutes, thankfully living close to the campus.

 

Nepeta practically kicked the door down and threw Gamzee inside. She didn't care where he landed and started her search for the dog. She saw him laying near the couch. "Hewwo little Davvie," she cooed as she pet his head. The dog ignored the baby talk and snorted (or snorted as well as a dog could snort). "You hungry?" She asked, which got the dog to raise his head slightly.

 

"Gamzee, make yourself useful and get the dog some water or something!" Nepeta sighed as she walked over to the kitchen part of the room and started to get his food. She looked up and saw her friend slumped against the wall. "Uh...Gamzee?"

 

"Honk, honk," he replied with a dazed smile while squeezing an invisible horn in his hand.

 

(OOC: shitty post is shittier)

Karkat heard a loud noise, like someone had broke in and sat up immediately. Soon after he heard voices. He sighed with relief that it wasn't a burglar, but soon became agitated when he recognized Nepeta's voice. He didn't have anything against her it's just... it's Nepeta and just ugh. Cute and Karkat did not go well together. Nope. Which is why he always gets annoyed when Terezi or Gamzee call him adorable. He is not adorable. Maybe adorabloodthirsty but not adorable. And then of course he heard Gamzee.

He got right out of bed, and marched right into the other room where Nepeta and Gamzee were. He was slumped against the wall, looking out of it like always, with that stupid smile of his.

 

“GAMZEE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT. WHY WOULD YOU WAKE ME UP WITH A firetruckING HORN? YOU KNOW I firetruckING HATE THOSE THINGS.”

 

He’d grabbed him by the collar and pulled him, despite Gamzee being way taller than Karkat, something he didn’t like.

 

“AND ANOTHER THING, WHY IS THAT ANIMAL LOVER IN OUR HOUSE? WHY IS SHE FEEDING THAT MUTT? THAT’S YOUR JOB IDIOT! YOU FORGOT TO FEED HIM AGAIN, DIDN’T YOU?” He let go of Gamz’s color and rubbed his temples, getting a headache from his anger.

 

“GREAT NOW TEREZI IS GONNA BE ALL UP IN MY GRILL. THANKS GAMZEE. THANKS A firetruckING LOT.”

Gamzee looked up --er, down?-- at Karkat. A few of his friend's words were registering in his mind, but he didn't really care. The bro needed to chill. He guessed that feeding that pooch was important, but it wasn't a big deal. As long as they didn't tell Terezi. Besides, Little 'Peta was taking care of it. No need to go get his little mantitties in a twist now is it? Hehe, mantitties, it was a funny word to Gamzee. The thought made a wide grin grow on Gamzee's face. He looked back at Karkat who had let go of his collar. The little dude was flushed red from the anger. It was kinda cute on him.

 

"Cute like a little crab beating the shit out of a motherfiretrucker," Gamzee didn't even realize he said those words out loud. But stuff like that happens right? It's all good. Karkat wouldn't mind, not one bit. Okay so maybe that crabbiness would turn into actual rage, but that's cool. Right? Gamzee giggled a bit in his high. A crabbier Kar' was funny. He was always so serious and shit, trying to make sense in the chaotic laundry pile that was Gamzee's mind.

 

"You know Karkitty," he leaned-slash-swaggered forward a bit, "You should really firetrucking take a swig of some faygo or something. You look a bit annoyed." Gamzee wrapped his arms around his roomie and stroked his head as if he were petting Dave, "Let all those firetruckers called worries go away, bro. Then we can chill and raise our middle fingers to the man and say 'firetruck you!' haha." He didn't even know what he was saying. In his mind it sounded like one of those speeches that saved lives. Gamzee just laid his head on top of Karkat's and drifted off into a daydream where he was saving lives with the words of miracles and faygo. It was motherfiretrucking beautiful.

 

Nepeta sighed and looked at Gamzee. He was a lost cause, but at least he was a lovable one. She finished pouring the pellets of food into the dish and walked called Dave over. The dog trotted over and she placed the bowl on the floor and patted his head when he started to eat. She walked over to the two flat owners. She was frowning slightly from the way Karkat was treating Gamzee. Sure, she didn't have a bad opinion on the guy, but he was mean a lot. She never really said anything since Gamzee could put up with him. Then again, the guy could put up with anyone. But Equius put up with him from time to time when he had to help lug Gamzee's band's equipment around. That meant Karkat had to have some endearing qualities, right? Plus, he was kind of adorable when he was angry. Like a cute little chibi crab that was waiting to pop!

 

Hehe, chibi crab. The thought sent her fangirl into overdrive. In her head she imagined a little baby crab being hurt by some bullies, only to be saved by a big strong goat. Those images were overly exaggerated of their human counterparts. Karkat wasn't really helpless. He had a strong bark that could scare the manliest man, and Gamzee wasn't strong... well she wasn't sure. Gamzee was Gamzee, and that meant he was goofy. Well, maybe if he saw his best friend being beat up then maybe he'd go all Superman on them. She wasn't sure.

 

One thing she was sure of, was how strange the two's friendship was. All Karkat seemed to do was yell at Gamzee, and all Gamzee did was take it. He didn't argue with Karkat, only tried to calm him down in that weird MiRaClEs way. And Karkat would get all blushing and angered by it. It was adorable, Nepeta admitted. Almost as if there were something underneath those layers of friendship. Just maybe. This made her inner fangirl squeal. She always wanted the two to get together. It was like beauty and the beast... er... except Gamzee wasn't that much of a beauty. He was spaced out like one, just looked weird with that paint he almost-always had on his face.

 

"Karkat, you should go easy on him, it was just one small mistake. Besides, I'm feeding Dave now (and I always ask Gamzee if he feeds him everyday anyways)--" she added hastily to try and reassure the other sane one that everythin was alright "-- and as long as we don't tell her, Terezi won't find out!" Nepeta tried to reason. "So just calm down Karkitty, 'kay?"

Karkat’s first reaction would’ve been to punch Gamzee. But he found himself in his grip, Gamz’s arms wrapping around him tightly and his head on his. He didn’t even know what the hell he was saying anymore, he just wanted him off.

“LET ME GO!” He tried to push him away, but Gamzee being practically twice Karkat’s size (okay maybe that’s exaggerating it) it was impossible for Karkat to get him to even budge.

"Karkat, you should go easy on him, it was just one small mistake. Besides, I'm feeding Dave now (and I always ask Gamzee if he feeds him everyday anyways) and as long as we don't tell her, Terezi won't find out! So just calm down Karkitty, 'kay?"

Wait were they calling him Karkitty again? God, how he HATED that nickname.

But he did calm down a bit. If Nepeta was around, the dog wouldn’t starve at least, though Gamzee should start being more responsible… Ha! Gamzee, responsible? Pfft.

Anyways, it kind of made him wonder why Terezi gave the dog to them, instead of Nepeta. Everyone knew how much she loved animals.

He sighed.

“Fine, fine. Now, Gamzee, can you let me the firetruck go?”

 

((OOC: How do I roleplay))

Gamzee looked down at the little crab and shrugged, letting go of the motherfiretrucker. He gave his usual dopey smile and slumped down against the wall, too out of it to know anything else to do. Somewhere in his mind told him to make it down to the subway so he could play for some people who were waiting to catch their lift. But the MiRaClEs that he was dragging on to were making his mind a bit motherfiretrucking fuzzy. He should probably stop, but maybe he'll put it off just a bit longer....

 

The guitarist's eyes wandered to the door as he saw his little kitty chica leave the flat. That's cool, she probably had other things to do --things that were far from his mind at that moment. A goat-like voice in his head told him to get down to the subway. Oddly the voice also sounded like his dad. Well, isn't that firetrucking weird?

 

"Aw firetruck," Gamzee slowly stood back up, "I guess... I should get back to the music. I've ditched it for far too many moments, bro." He patted Karkat on the head, ruffling the guy's hair a bit. Then he pulled out another MiRaClE stick, but didn't light it. Karkat wasn't too fond of the Gamzter smoking in the flat. He might "MOTHERfiretruckING LIGHT THE PLACE ON FIRE WITH THE WAY HE JUST firetruckING LEAVES THE STILL-LIT BUTTS AROUND!" It was all cool though, everything was with Gamzee. "I'll see you later alligator!" He had his guitar case slung around his shoulder once more and headed out the door, leaving Karkat alone in the flat.

 

It was her laptop again. She was watching a livestream of an archaeological dig that was happening in Egypt. A new tomb had been found, and they were bringing out all the treasures and bodies they found. She was calm throughout the whole thing --she always was. She was okay with alot of things. But back to the livestream. They were bringing out some old pharaoh's body, and the whole thing crashed. It was mostly a type of virus, but again, she was okay with it. She'd just take it to the Geek Squad at the mall. There she had a friend, he could fix it: he helped fix her laptop many times. Of course, she'd have to get there by bus. That would annoy some, but, again, she was okay with it. Aradia Megido was okay with alot of things.

 

Aradia packed up her laptop in its case, and slipped it onto her shoulder. She smoothed out her clothes, while not really caring about what she looked like, it was a habit of hers. If her roommate where there, she'd say goodbye. However, Kanaya wasn't present (probably off in the library, or visiting her odd friend Karkat --but she also could be with that loud girl Vriska), so Aradia left without a word. It was a bit of a walk from her dorm to the bus stop. Her feet were sore by the time she got there, she didn't wear the most sensible heels. She could blame Kanaya for that one: her roommate was always rearranging her wardrobe, she looked more like a lawyer than she did a student after a makeover. But according to the fashion-ista, and other students on the campus, Aradia was very pretty. Not that she cared. Whether she was beautiful or ugly, she was okay with. She'd continue on with life either way.

 

Ah, the bus. It annoyed many people, as mentioned. There were children crying, teenagers in high school blasting music, and old men arguing over politics. Aradia just sat there though, like an angel some would note. Laptop case present on her lap, hands folded over that. She'd look over her shoulder and out the window, watching scenery fly by. An indifferent --though some considered it a thoughtful-- expression on her face. Occasionally a guy would try to chat her up, but she was in her own little world. Sometimes, she'd reply to them, but not obviously knowing of their intentions. That eventually led to the men being a bit confused and hurt in the head (as she would go on and on about archaeology in excruciating detail). But then the bus would stop at the mall and she'd step out, as graciously as possible. How she did so with such boots on was unknown.

 

The trek to Best Buy was no easy trip. It was on the other side of the mall, a long way from the bus stop. Aradia's feet would surely be sore again by the time she got there. She was okay with it though, she took it in stride. Eventually she did get there, no sweat on her bro, just a small satisfied look that flickered in her eyes for the briefest of seconds. She headed over to the sign that read "The Geek Squad", or in other words, her destination.

 

At the counter there was the familiar face that she'd been looking for. The one face that made a smile appear on her lips. The face that made happiness spark in her eyes. Although, those things were faint, almost unnoticeable. Aradia was sure that the man could tell that she enjoyed his company though. That man... Sollux Captor. He was an odd one, but he captured the heart of our solemn archaeologist-in-training.

 

Aradia was now standing in front of Sollux, and she took her laptop out from its case. She placed it on the counter and gathered the words in her mind as they had left her the moment she walked into the store. "My laptop, it has some sort of... virus on it. I can't open any browsers... or anything for that matter. I don't know how to remove it, but I had a feeling you could?"

Sollux had been sitting at that counter for an hour or two without anything to do. It was a slow day; there was no need for a ‘geek’ like him. The rest of his co workers were chatting, laughing about stupid things and wasting time. He had considered joining in but then thought he was too awesome for them. Of course later he decided it was because he was too lame. And his thoughts went back and forth between that.

He considered turning one of the computers as well and hooking up his headset and seeing if his pal Karkat was one. But he highly doubts it. That guy was firetrucking nocturnal. Up all night, sleeping all day. That was not healthy at all. Not to say Sollux was any better. Hell, he was as bad as Karkat, and he was 5 years older than him, he should know better. What was he, a child? No, he was an adult, with a job, and a high position at said job at the Geek Squad, he should take care of himself and sleep properly instead of charging himself on several cups of coffee and energy shots. He was going to die at the age of 30, that’s what was going to happen. Not like he didn’t deserve it, he was a waste of life, he was scum

In the midst of his self loathing, he noticed a certain girl walking his way. It was Aradia Megido, in her usual fashionable attire, courtesy of that Kanaya Maryam. Not that he mind, he always thought she was too pretty not to show it off.

Sollux smiled as Aradia stood in front of him, pulling out her laptop.

"My laptop, it has some sort of... virus on it. I can't open any browsers... or anything for that matter. I don't know how to remove it, but I had a feeling you could?"

Sometimes Sollux liked to think that she purposely messed up her laptop as an excuse to see him. Of course that couldn’t be true.

He laughed as he answered.

“Of course I can remove it, don’t worry about it. It’ll only take a minute”

He opened up her laptop, powering it up.

Immediately he found the problem and with a few simple clicks, he’d fixed it.

“There all done. Free of charge by the way.”

Honestly, Sollux Captor was smitten by this girl. He would never let her know though, even if she probably would say “I’m okay with that.”

Of course this infatuation always made him not charge her for fixing up her computer, getting him in trouble with his co-workers, but he didn’t care.

 

Eridan sat on a park bench, the park he always lingered around carrying around his expensive Nikon camera. Well, his 6^th camera. Since he usually had no idea what the hell he was doing, he managed to destroy his cameras. It wasn’t a problem; he had the money to replace them.

He snapped some pictures here and there, of people, the birds, the trees, and whatever passed by. He was waiting for one specific person to pass by though: Feferi Peixes. For weeks he’d been coming to the same park, hoping to spot the girl of his dreams. He knew she always passed by here. Sometimes he’d be distracted, being attacked by birds or getting questioned by an old woman about his camera and if he was a photographer and would like to take pictures at her son’s wedding or something like that. But every time he did get to see her, his heart would flutter and he would snap a picture. He didn’t realize the creepiness of his affection; he thought it was completely normal to have pictures of this girl all over his wall.

Sometimes he thought he’d actually make an attempt to talk to her, but he always chickened out. Even though she was his neighbor, she didn’t seem to take a notice or interest in him.

But he would make her his. He was determined.

Aradia took her laptop back and stored it within its case. How Sollux had fixed her laptop she had no idea. He made it look simple, which is what she admired about him: he could make the hardest of tasks look easy. She then mentally rolled her eyes. Once again Sollux hadn't charged her for fixing her laptop. Sure, keeping the money was nice, but she couldn't help but feel a bit guilty: it wasn't right for her to not pay when other customers pay to get their computer fixed. That made her think, how come he never charged her? But she shook that question off and pretended she was okay with it.

 

"You know, you shouldn't keep letting me go off without paying. Aren't you going to get in trouble with your boss?" She asked. Her eyes seem to smile, since her own lips wouldn't do that function at the moment. Aradia looked around, thinking of a way to help cover the expenses for her laptop. She wouldn't be okay with it until she at least used some money to help her laptop. Because if Sollux got fired because of her, she would never be okay with it.

 

An idea popped into her mind. "How about I buy some protection for my laptop? Firewalls...or whatever you call it, so I won't keep getting viruses when I'm trying to do work? You can help me pick something out, and I will be paying." Her tone was playful, and serious. Probably she was the only one who could pull off an oxymoron such as that. She turned around, and looked at Sollux over her shoulder, a signal that he should lead the way to wherever they needed to go to get what she needed.