my heart's not fluttering or anything

[quadrangle]

Who: Hamsteaks,Team RWPY, & Dipper
Where: GOLDENROD INN, specifically Dave and Karkat's room but possibly others as well? It depends.
When: 3/5, afternoonish/evening/well into the wee hours of 3/6
Summary: A certain travel party largely consisting of traumatized teenagers initiates a team building exercise, AKA sleepover. This is clearly the best idea ever and will in no way backfire at all.
Rating: PG-13 for, uh. Homestuck vocabularies.
Log:

[Despite having been in their immediate vicinity for three weeks, Karkat had somehow managed to avoid talking to most of the people in their group for any significant length of time. A lot of it was personal preference because yes, he was still intermittently freaking out about being a human surrounded by humans, but the fact that he'd blown up at two of the other party members and probably guaranteed that Jade or Dave or both would be auspisticizing between them for the foreseeable future (oh god please no) didn't help matters. He'd rather stay in his damn room or hide in the local bookstore than deal with any of that bullshit.

Unfortunately, maintaining his busy schedule of staying the fuck away from other people as much as possible was untenable, especially when his best friends were also their friends and he literally had no excuse to keep putting it off—unless he could say he needed to take his Pokemon on a walk? Do people even take Pokemon on walks? Would Dave even buy that when neither Merope nor Sharru have shown the slightest amount of interest in going on walks? Well, okay, no, Dave might not even care, but Jade...

Either way, the moment his roommate decides on the impromptu movie night, sends out texts to inform the others, and begins putting together a Sweet Throh and Hella Sawk flyer for their door to mark the occasion (why is he friends with this moron again) is the moment Karkat's fate is sealed.

They're going to have a sleepover, and everyone is invited.]

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MOVIE TIME

[quadrangle]

[Two stacks of movies lie before you. One, an array of the finest, most sophisticated Pokethemed romantic comedies the world has ever seen. The other, an atrocious mass of coagulated featherbeast vomit masquerading as cinema, AKA not one or two or three but ten Sharpedo Tornado movies.

Which will you choose?

(The answer is the romcoms. Obviously. Get out, Dave, your taste in movies sucks.)]

[usedglaciate]

[Weiss shares Karkat's opinion on the movies. Sharpedo Tornado is not her style, but she can appreciate things like 'Awake in Azalea', 'Watchog Day', and the like.

She can be found flipping through the pile, trying to figure out how movies got translated so well.]

[callbacks]

I guess I should've known y'all girls would back Karkat up on this sappy gunk.

[Grumble grump. How people could possibly not appreciate flying shark building-chomping nonsense is beyond him.]

[usedglaciate]

I might back him up, but by the time Yang and Ruby look at these, I'm pretty sure it'll be an even split.

[rosetotheoccasion]

[Sorry guys, looks like there's gunna be some conflict here. Every time Ruby flips past a romcom in her search through the pile of movies, she scrunches her nose up and stick her tongue out at it.]

Blech. Why're there so many romance movies here?

[in4apounding]

Are you sure? Some of these look cute!

[Honestly, everything here looks super interesting, but Penny is 90% sure that sleepovers are supposed to include romantic movies. Or possibly spooky films? It could be both, but there's not a lot of latter available. Unless 'Sharpedo Tornado' is a lot less silly than it sounds.]

[She flips past a few titles herself, looking for something likely. 'Coming to Unova,' 'Ghost-Type,' 'Flame Bodies'...]

What about this one? "The Prinplup Bride."

[eclectictype]

Yes!

[Wow, Jade seems unusually enthusiastic for what's supposed to be a romance f--]

If this is supposed to be a Poke-knock off of what I think it is, yes let's watch it, it's a super good movie!

[Oh, she's already seen The Princess Bride and knows what it's about, okay then.]

[rosetotheoccasion]

.... Uh. That doesn't involve marrying a pokemon, does it?

[LOOK SHE LOVES HER POKEMON BUT THAT'S.... THAT'S PRETTY OUT THERE...]

GAMES

[quadrangle]

[You sit in a semi-circle, awkward oval, or otherwise curiously oblong shape with your friends and maybe not-quite friends. You think you might like to initiate one of many games characteristic of these adolescent human gatherings.

The options: Truth or Dare, Two Truths and a Lie, M.A.S.H., definitely not spin the bottle (okay, maybe spin the bottle? argh), or some other game not listed here, what the hell, do you honestly expect me to know them all? Christ.

Anyway. Which will you choose?]

[eclectictype]

Who left this bottle here? That is so silly, we don't want to attract ants.

[Jade scoops up the bottle to put it in the appropriate waste bin, it's only after she does this that she remembers--oh god no, they don't want to attract ants, Durant are huge and made of metal.]

Anyway, what should we play first? What's the funnest thing to do in crazy kid slumber parties?

[callbacks]

I think Truth or Dare is traditional.

[Dave is exercising his right as A Dude What Lives in This Room to be lying on his bed, head at the foot, watching over the proceedings with his arms crossed under his chin.]

But what do I know, I've never had a slumber party with humans.

[eclectictype]

And I've never had a slumber party period, you goober. [Unless you count late-night chats with The Gang and John's nightly shitposting via verbal dumps over the past three years.]

So if I'm remembering my teen comedies right, you are supposed to ask someone "truth or dare" and depending on their answer, something magical happens.

[in4apounding]

[So at some point or another, in some stray bit of reading, Penny picked up the arcane technique of the origami fortune teller. So at some point or another in the evening, you're likely to be approached during a quiet moment...]

Pick a color!

MISCELLANEOUS

[quadrangle]

[Neither movies nor games designed for stupid wigglers who poop hard in their diaperstubs appeal to you. You are a free spirit. You are about to something outrageously illegal, or possibly just have a casual conversation with someone that would not fall into one of the previously mentioned categories, because honestly they're kind of restrictive. I mean, you know, it's up to you. Whatever.

What will you do?]

[sneezelikeakitten]

[Dipper is not a romance fan, and those games are above his age range. Let the crazy, older kids do those things. Not that he doesn't want to and he's technically almost a teen.

So this kid is going to be sitting by himself, journal out, taking down some notes from his previous journey through Cianwood. Kid wants to go back to the Safari Zone for sure. Bother him, please, and get him out of his bubble.]

[in4apounding]

Salutations, Dipper! What are you writing?

[Technically she is not sneaking up on him. She's approaching him from the front and sitting down beside him.]

Popcorn?

[callbacks]

[At some point as the night winds on--not during The Prinplup Bride, of course, some things are sacred even to a Strider--Dave starts to fade out. He didn't get a great night's sleep the day before, and while he's been putting real effort into being all over this impromptu party, lulls catch him distracted and pensive. It's dark now on the other side of midnight, and his hoodie is warm. The tired laughter of happy teens (and Dipper, if he's still there--shouldn't twelve-year-olds have an earlier bedtime?) is somehow soothing, and if Dave just finds a pillow, if he just makes himself comfortable...

This, somehow, is how we find ourselves with Dave curled up in his hoodie, head in Karkat's lap, arms trapping Jade's arm loosely against his chest. His breathing is soft and steady, and, yeah. With his shades nearly falling off his face, it's obvious to tell he's fast asleep.]

[quadrangle]

[With as much practice as Karkat has had at not sleeping and the whole, you know, trolls are nocturnal thing, he's not nearly as affected by the hour as the others. What does get him is Dave passing out across his lap. The asshole may have dozed off while watching romcoms with him back on the meteor, but never quite like this. It's... you know. Sort of sweet.

Smiling faintly to himself, he very carefully slides Dave's sunglasses the rest of the way off, folds them, and sets them aside. For the moment, he seems to have forgotten that Jade is there, but that'll change the second she opens her mouth.]

[quadrangle]

[From the moment people had started filtering into the room, Karkat has been uncharacteristically quiet—still loud when he greets people, obviously, but subdued in the moments between and directly after everyone has arrived and gotten situated. With his team, he'd always had the convenient excuse that he, as the leader, needed status updates ASA-fucking-P, but in a group of near total strangers with little besides Dave, Jade, and shared travel arrangements connecting them...

Yeah, okay, so he might be spending more time than strictly necessary with issues like spilled refreshments or a dwindling snack supply. He's also doing plenty of people watching because yes, this is his first time observing more than two humans interacting for an extended period of time up close. He still has no idea how this species works at all. What the hell.

He may also, very intermittently, be found frowning at one or two of the guests, expression pensive. It's really weird, this human emotion called friendship. Fucking obnoxious, but mostly weird.]

[yanginthere]

[ Yang felt a bit more the chaperon than a participant at times, but that had mostly to do with being the eldest and having her little sister present. The biggest element out of people she didn't outright trust was the one person she chose to flop down next to while he was busy staring elsewhere. ]

For someone that types in an all-caps rage, you're being pretty chill. [ Which is a compliment, judging from the soothed tone and gentle smile on Yang's face. She cannot help but poke a little fun at him over it, given how he had acted when they first spoke (and probably some times since). But if he's noticed anything about her from the way she acted with others, especially her friends, that's just how Yang rolled. ]

[usedglaciate]

[Weiss will approach after a minute, with a can of lemonade, which she'll offer Karkat.]

You should take a break from watching everything. I'll take it for a while.

[eclectictype]

Take a picture--depending on whether or not timeline bullshit starts up again, it will last longer.

[Geez, Karkat, she was just minding her own business and you had to make it weird.]

So, how did you like The Prinplup Bride?

[in4apounding]

Are you feeling all right? You seem quieter than usual.

[Which admittedly doesn't take much, but... quieter in a different way than the usual 'someone threatened him if he swore around Ruby' quiet.]

[But parties are supposed to be about interaction, right? Especially since there aren't any bodyguards or escorts keeping her in check.]

[yanginthere]

[ The party don't start 'til Yang walks —

Actually it's already going by the time Yang arrives, dressed appropriately for slumber party shenanigans, carrying her own pillow and with her hair still up in a tightly-packed towel atop her head. She drops the pillow down before ducking into the bathroom with a "this'll only take a minute"....

Which, as anyone that has ever seen her wrangle her massive mane before, is an understatement. Between toweling it dry and then brushing it, she's going to be at this a while, but the bathroom door's open and she's just humming away if anyone wants to bother her in there. Or afterward, when she's a dry walking mass of blonde fluff.

>>Will you attempt to tame the hairbeast? Y / N ]

[in4apounding]

Oh, wow, that looks like it might take more than a minute...

[Somehow Yang's usual mane seems a lot bigger when its being dried and brushed, for all the sense that makes.]

Do you need help?

[Considering how new Penny is to actually having to take care of hair at all, answer with caution, Yang.]