Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock

[matini]

Who: Homestuck cast (sob too many to list)
Where: Somewhere in Goldenrod City that can handle all these chillens
When: Christmas Day
Summary: Christmas Shenanigans with any and all Homestucks!
Rating: C for Cute, M for the mouths of Striders because DANG, YOU GUYS. WASH YOUR MOUTHS.
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[wontturntostone]

[The jump makes her smile. So Karkat was right, Gamzee was afraid of her. Well then. She remains still as he turns towards her, and just raises one eyebrow at his question.]

I was simply attempting to traverse the house, but apparently you have other ideas.

[blackestheart]

[Fuck. For a moment he considers the possibility of talking Skullbro or Lalder to get that mistletoe the fuck out of there, but last he checked those two were still whipped by Miracle and Catsis had the deer under her paw.

God damn motherfucking spiteful bitch cat.

No. He had to prove something here. He isn't scared of her. He can totally motherfucking do this.

Gamzee just slips his hands in his pockets and gives a grin.]

So then what the motherfuck are you waiting for?

[Please let her decline.]

[wontturntostone]

[Kanaya just waits as Gamzee seems to be having a bit of an internal crisis, one eyebrow raised, almost curious to see what he'd do. She didn't particularly want to kiss him, but at this point she certainly couldn't walk away either. She wasn't afraid of him, though he did...unsettle her. For what she thought were perfectly rational reasons, frankly.]

[At his question though, she stepped forward...and shrugged.]

From what I understand of the rules of this plant-kissing ritual, as the instigator it is your responsibility to do so.

[No Gamzee, she's not making this easy for you.]

[blackestheart]

[Fuck.

Fuck it, just fuck it all. He got his hot make outs on with Mom and Jane, he wasn't afraid of one more bitch. He'll just keep his guard up in case she decides to go for a low blow last minute.

So Gamzee steps forward and slips a hand behind her neck.

Bring it the fuck on bitch.]

Whatever you say sis.

[He will make her regret her decision because Gamzee really doesn't know the meaning of 'innocent' kiss. There are at least two people smeared with face paint who can testify to this.]

[wontturntostone]

[Quite frankly, the possibility of a low blow never really goes away. She had promised Karkat not to kill Eridan, and she assumed that violence request extended to Gamzee, but there was a difference between that, and a swift knee to the groin.]

[And yet in this situation, she had the advantage. She thought she had the advantage...she was pretty certain, at least. Hopefully. He was scared of her, that was obvious, and forcing him to face that was almost...amusing?]

[When he stepped forward she did tense faintly, her jade eyes narrowing faintly, but she keeps her gaze on him, intent, challenging. She was not afraid of him.]

[blackestheart]

[That tense made him feel a little better. Good. At least he hadn't fully lost his touch.

He finally stops fucking around and just goes for it, pulling her into a hard kiss that seems a bit more black than he had initially intended.]

[wontturntostone]

[The number of people Kanaya had kissed, ever, was hovering right around 1. Because it was, in fact, 1. And now two, apparently. And so if this had been a tender kiss, or a gentle kiss, or any of those sorts of kisses, she'd probably have been awkward and bad at it.]

[But this was an angry kiss, defiant and yes, perhaps slightly blacker than either of them would ever intend. So she kissed back, and if she had still been a rainbow drinker she would have been glowing brightly and furiously the entire time, one hand placed on the side of his face. Grr.]

[blackestheart]

[If it were anyone but Kanaya he'd be okay with this. As is, it's not too bad and she's kind of good at it but it's still the bitch who kicked him off the god damn platform and tried to hunt him down with a chainsaw so.

Yeah, actually he's not no fucking problems kissing harder with a bite of a bite at her lips with those thoughts in mind.]

[wontturntostone]

[And if it were anyone but Gamzee, well...she'd rather it be anyone but Gamzee, frankly. But she's kissing back, she's not going to let him win...]

[The bite makes her hiss into the kiss though, and she presses a nail into his cheek in retaliation, probably not hard enough to drawn blood. Maybe.]

[blackestheart]

[The moment the urge to tighten his hand around her neck grows too strong is when Gamzee finally breaks away from the kiss. He lets his hands drop to his side and takes a step back, trying to keep that same lazy grin to show that there's nothing wrong even when there seriously fucking is.]

Now we all got the tradition motherfucking upholded.

[wontturntostone]

[She takes a long step back when the kiss breaks, wiping at her lips with the sleeve of her shirt and frowning at the face paint that comes away on the fabric. Fuck. She had it on her FACE. At least she hadn't been wearing one of the sweaters she had been given. What the hell.]

Yeah. [She manages to say, her eyes narrowed. That had been awful.] Now get out of my way.

[blackestheart]

[Not only does he get out of her way, he also gets the fuck out of dodge.

There is a massive weight of shame and disgust in his gut and he needs to just curl up with his eggs and pretend that didn't fucking happen. He's just going to avoid the mistletoes for a while. Not as planned. Not as motherfucking planned.]

[wontturntostone]

[And Kanaya is off to spend forever washing her face. But watching him take off like that had been almost satisfying. She'd won! Sort of.]