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Who: Gamzee Makara and Eridan Ampora
Where: Violet City
When: Backdated to February 14th
Summary: Eridan and Gamzee have a date, only half the party is really aware of this.
Rating: PG13 for cussing
Log:
Humans sure were weird.

At least to trolls they were and even more so to Gamzee. Who had been wandering around the festivities all day. He knew this had to do with some sort of earth human holiday and with the mass amount of red and pink it obviously had something to do with the flushed side of romances, though that was something that Gamzee didn't really know much about so it didn't really matter. There was just a bunch of fun stuff going on, people going on dates, love and what not was in the air.

All things that didn't really concern the otherwise constantly stoned juggalo. Despite the fact that this day was actually an important one for him and another certain former troll. Had he remembered this fact, he'd probably be looking for him, but alas he didn't and so he wasn't. Instead he was just wandering around still, enjoying and appreciating the pretty decorations and the miracles that was Valentine's day.

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Eridan was wandering around, looking for Gamzee. Where the hell was he? It's been at least an hour since Eridan's been here. He's probably out light-looking. And sure enough, Eridan spots him, looking at a stand's decorations rather than what was being sold. He sighs and comes over.

"There you are Gam, w-where hawe you been?"

It took a moment for Gamzee to realize that yes, someone was talking to him. Not just someone, his good buddy Eridan! Turning to face the once sea dweller, he offers a smile.

"Hey there my motherfuckin bro, sorry I was just all up in wanderin' around. Did you see all these decorations and shit? What the bitch tit is with today?" Gamzee honestly didn't know, even if you told him, he was likely to just forget, maybe even ask again. Gamzee was the master of memory. It was him.

"...It's the festiwal. Remember?"

Please let Gamzee remember their date.

The cogs are turning Eridan. Give him a minute. Wait for it waaaaiiiit.

Oh!

"That's right motherfucker! We were all up in here for some--Oh that's right. We had ourselves a date?" Gamzee remembered. He was trying particularly hard to remember this, mainly cuz it seemed so important to Eridan after all. And who was Gamzee if he wasn't there for a friend? He would be a bad motherfucker, and he wasn't all about gettin his bad motherfucker on!

Eridan sighed and hugged Gamzee's arm.

"Yes Gam, w-we hawe a date."

Maybe Gamzee's not as dumb as everyone thought he was.

A warm smile.

"Well then what should we be doin' then?" Like Gamzee planned anything haha, yeah okay. He's just smiling at you Eridan, a certain kind of innocent expectancy in his gaze. Gamzee has no idea how these things work man.

"W-well, the first thing w-we could do is go to the dance floor or make human sweets or...Hmm...I'm not entirely sure. There are a lot of things w-we could do. W-we could also w-watch the sunset?"

He's 13. Not like he really knows how these things work either.

13 and not a clue how this shit works. THEY ARE SUCH LOST CAUSES IT'S PRETTY SAD. But yeah, the activities that were present would probably work, better than them sitting around durring it up.

So what sounded good, hmmm Gamzee sure did like sweets, even if they were human sweets! So off in that direction then? Seeing as Eridan is on his arm like some prepubescent girl on her first date all WHAT DO, Gamzee is gonna take the lead this time. Heading to that stand.

"How about some motherfuckin sweets bro? Does that all sound like somethin' you'd be up in wantin'?" Whether you want it or not, Gamzee is heading there!

"That w-would be fine, Gam."

That sounds like a good idea! He follows after Gam, still holding his arm.

Once they were there, he stood there for a moment. Watching the people around the stand making their own. Trying to grasp an idea of how to go about this. Once seeing that it was basically self serving, he looked to Eridan.

Still smiling, he waits for Eridan to let go of his arm before starting on making his own cookies and what not. He'd be sure to overload on the sugar and frosting and everything else that would rot your teeth and make you have diabetes. Cuz Gamzee is the pentacle of good health.

Eridan lets go of his arms and tilts his head at the sweet making things laid out on the table in front of them. He looks at Gamzee to see what he does first.

Once he was done with his sugary monstrosity, he offered it to Eridan for a try. Gamzee was all about the sugar man, all about it; so this looked like the finest of dining to him.

To Eridan? Who knew man, all Gamzee knew was what he liked!

"Here ya go my motherfucker! Have a try!"