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.]

Comments

[eclectictype]

There will be noooo shark-tornadoes allowed on Disney night! And since this lazy bum has decided to clock out right now, we have most likely been reprieved from watching it tonight.

[Though actually Jade wouldn't have minded watching that, crappy movies have a certain charm to them.]

But it's fun, isn't it? That we all get to hang out like this and watch movies together, chat about stuff, play games. It's like we're getting to be actual teenagers or something.

[quadrangle]

[He'd meant have a Disney night and then a Sharpeshit night, but vetoing Dave entirely is also something Karkat is down with. He nods.]

Yeah, sounds good. [He snorts.] And I guess it's pretty fun. We did some shit like this on the meteor, but it wasn't as...

[He trails off, then gestures to the room at large. Does he need to point out how many people are here because there are a fuckload of people here.]

Busy. Was it like that for you?

[eclectictype]

Ummm...not really? Davesprite became really distant after a while, John got bored a lot and threw shitbaby fits, the sprites all did their best but weren't very much for fun stuff outside of their very specific habits. It was relatively quiet on the ship...I didn't mind, though, it's better than having nobody. [And she gestures to the room too.] It just wasn't like this is what I am trying to say.

[quadrangle]

[Shitbaby fits. From John. Sorry, Karkat's face might be spasming a bit in what may very well be a smile—not that Jade's situation was all that funny, but since he can relate anyway...]

Yeah, I... Dave probably told you, but it was mostly just the two of us, later on. We all sort of drifted apart after the first year or two.

[Or something like that. He doesn't want to think much about the exact number of days, much less how each member of the group had gone off on their own. Time to talk about something else.]

Shitbaby fits? Really?

[... HE'S CURIOUS.]

[eclectictype]

--Oh my god, that's right, you didn't hear the full story.

[Because he was being a pedantic shitbaby, of course.]

The long and short of it is John realized that the movies he lauded in the past were really crappy. That was the shitbaby implosion. He got really mad and screamed a lot, kicking and screaming on his driveway, until he tired himself out and fell asleep.

He was a grumpy fucker, it got really tiring.

[quadrangle]

[Oh my god. It's even better than he'd thought.]

He. [snrk] He did what? He—he threw a fit until he fucking passed out?

[Karkat's shoulders are shaking, and yes, that smile is very distinct now. He might laugh, how is this happening.]

[eclectictype]

[Oh my god, he's happy. This is incredible, this is a miracle of epic proportions.]

Yes, he threw a fit that was so incredible he passed out! He was asleep for quite a while after that.

[quadrangle]

[NOPE, that does it. The laughter may not be very loud, mostly because he's hyper-conscious of the fact that Dave is right there trying to sleep, but the mental image of John throwing a big enough tantrum to wear himself out like that is ahahahsajhsdflhghg fuck, why is that so funny and why wasn't he there to see it?]

Th-that fucking moron, all over a bunch of movies? [Like Karkat's not done worse? Right.] Please tell me you gave him shit for it, Jade, I don't even care if you have to lie.