I got another possssted! Sorry for the people that go to sleep kinda early since I update late at night ‘cause I’m a nocturnal hobo of a writer. >:3
Anyways, heads up that I might not get internet connection on my tablet for a few days since I’ll be traveling to go see my pops for a little while. I’ll try to update with my phone…but there’s little chance I’ll be able to since it’s kinda laggy and logs me out if I take over a certain amount of time to move to another page. If this happens, big apologies on my part! I’ll try and update a lot faster when I do come back.
Okay I’m blabbing right now, wasting your time? Aren’t I? Your reading this, aren’t you? I’ll stop being a jerkface and let you read the actual story now instead of this distraction. Hehe.
Part 4 - Your Here
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It seemed Gamzee hadn’t wasted any time in getting over to his best bro’s hive, and Tabros was as nervous as ever. Consider it like this, he was so nervous; that if he had been Equius, he would’ve drowned in his own sweat three times over by now. But he was Tavros, with a horrible actor of a lusus who was now lying down on a soft cushion that the Taurus had brought downstairs with soft groans of fake discomfort and tiny, almost unbelievable sneezes. The only thing truly believable about hthe tiny Lusus’ act was his ability to make his skin a bit paler, more flushed; to give him a slight look of sickness. And the only thing that could run through his head was one thing as he heard a knock on the door followed by a honk was four simple words.
He was so screwed.
Tavros stalled some, whispering soft instructions to Tinkerbull as the small creature nodded. He edged shuffled along slowly. But was stirred into a proper walking pace as another moderate-sounding round of knocks came from the door. Opening the door with a nervous smile, he yelped as the Capricorn pounced at him, sending them both to the floor. “Gamzee! What, uh, what are you doing?” He squeaked as the sopered up troll grinned down at him. A bag was slung over his shoulder, his husktop peeking out as well as a few faygo bottles; anything else, if there was anything else in the bag, was hidden from sigh. Tavros was still laying back on the floor, his heartbeat loud in his ears as he was let go and Gamzee sat down next to his head; looking down at him.
“I just couldn’t motherfucking help myself Tavbro! Seeing my best bro after forever all of a sudden like he all up and rose from the dirt. Just kicked me into gear, y’know? Shit’s gonna drive me right off of that deep side of the cliffs if you don’t all up and communicate with me.”
“Oh…sorry.” Tavros mumbled, sitting up. He lightly kicked the front door shut from his spot before he stood, rubbing the back of his neck as a blush threatened to spill over his face; and longing for what he couldn’t have threatened to push tears into his eyes as he turned towards the kitchen. ‘Just don’t look him in the eye for too long, and you’ll be fine.’ He mentally mentored as he began to walk.
“Uh, T…Tinkerbull is in here. Since he, uh, normally dozes off wherever. I s…set out a pillow for him and stuff.”
“You Lusus is all over that road to recovery then, huh?” Gamzee asked as he stood as well and trailed after him. Tavros kept a distance between them, whenever Gamzee would come in a bit too close -and it would cause his heart to begin pound loudly in his ears again; he would take a few steps away or flit to the opposite side of where Tinkerbull was ‘recovering’. Gamzee didn’t see to notice though, and settled in after a moment. Tinkerbull wheezed dramatically before sneezing, and Gamzee’s head snapped up.
“You got any extra covers that he can use to warm up with Tavbro?”
“Yeah, I’ll go get a few.”
“No way! I’ll got get them, you gotta work with your gaurdian right here since I ain’t up and gotten acquainted with his symp…sym…fuck it. His cold problems.” Gamzee answered as he stood from his seat at a chair across from Tavros. “Where are they?”
“Um…down the hall, t…to the right. There’s a closet there, with a few covers inside.” He answered, one hand abesntly scratching tinkerbull behind the ear as the Capricorn left the room. The Taurus let out a breath that he didn’t know he had been holding in and relaxed some, trembling slightly as Tinkerbull tilted his head to look at his young troll. And you could’ve sworn for one momet, that small snort that came from the tiny Lusus had been laughter as he shut his eyes. “It’s not funny Tinkerbull! I, uh, I’m seriously nervous here.” Tavros groaned, placing his head against the cool surface of the table. It seemed to calm him just a bit, but it didn’t help his current problem. He heard the door open farther off. Okay, Gamzee was at the closet…he thought. Rubbing his temples a bit as he managed to quiet down his heartbeat and…with little success, try and clear his mind of his best friend.
Tinkerbull didn’t respond, and instead rolled over to turn his back to him with a slight flick of the tail as if to say, ‘Your problem. Not mine. I’m getting some rest.’ Tavros twitched some at the response he got and a blush heated up his face. Some help he was, well…he was help. Normally the small creature would’ve been eager to interact with the visitor, and simply flit around the house.
But having to stay in one spot, no matter how soft it was, was still quite unsettling for the small being. And that was a humongous favor in Tavros’ eyes.
Gamzee came back with an unexpectedly large bundle of covers in his arms. “We’ll all up and move this tiny motherfucker to the livin’ room, yeah? Then we can hang out there.” Gamzee stated with a pleasant smile, Tinkerbull’s ears perked a bit at the words, his eyes lighting up as he nuzzled Gamzee’s hand. Picked up, Tavros slowly stood and followed after Gamzee. “Can’t stay in this tiny room, yeah?” Tavros began nervously chewing his bottom lip as he settled on the couch next to where Tinker had been placed. ‘Please don’t sit next to me, please don’t sit next to-you hate me don’t you?’ Tavros mentally questioned Karma as Gamzee did the exact thing he had been hoping not to do. Sat next to him, and Tavros couldn’t stand up now because that would either a.) cause Gamzee to become suspicious, or b.) hurt his best friend’s feelings and then most likely have to make up some excuse as to why he did stand up.
Tavros bit down on the inside of his cheek, his eyes turning to Tinkerbull, he snorted some more. That better not have been laughter, but how would he know? It’s not like he could tell the difference between a laugh and a snort at a time like this.
Gamzee laid back, his head resting in Tavros’ lap as he looked up at him with a grin. “How are you Tavbro?”
“F…fine, how have you been?” He asked, not looking down but instead grabbed the remote sitting by the edge of the cushion and turning on the television. Anything to distract him.
“I’ve been just motherfucking great! Just wonderin’ where the motherfuck my best bro has been though. You went all ghost and dissapeared for a while! Surprised me when I saw you had all up and logged into your Pesterchum though. Had to hurry up and talk to you, could’ve been my only chance, y’know?”
Tavros felt a small wisp of guilt float through as he heard Gamzee’s words. He guessed cutting off communication with everyone and anyone besides Tinkerbull could’ve been just a little over board. But that was often, people had stopped questioning what he did. But nonetheless, he had never meant to make his best friend worry. He kept his gaze towards the television as his fingers lowered to run through the black strands of hair. The Capricorn sighed pleasantly, but that was all the Taurus could notice due to his new mission to try and not look down at him. The movie playing was odd, and he had no idea what it was about due to forgetting to check the info before he had pressed the watch button.
“Holy mother of grub!” Tavros jumped back in the seat with a scream, eyes wide as a a disfigured and deathly pale, monstrous troll popped up on the screen. Laughter echoed into the room and Tavros looked down at Gamzee with an indignant blush, visibly trembling. The screams continued for a moment before it quieted down within the room, excluding the boisterous laughter coming from his lap.
“T….that w-wasn’t f-funny!”
Gamzee was still laughing, holding his stomach as he tried to quiet down some. “Sorry Tavbro, just didn’t expect you to all up and sceream like that. This motherfucker just couldn’t help it again.” He said, his body still shaking a bit with restrained laughter as he settled back in. Tavros’ face was heated by now as he shifted a bit with a frown. “Let me up, I’m, uh, gonna go get a snack from the kitchen. You want any-” “Tavbro.” He was interrupted by a hand gripping his wrist and tugging him down slightly as that same voice that had seemed to trap him in between emotions rang out once again. This time softer, calling out to him.
“…Tavros. Look at me.”
Ooh, cliffies! Sorry guys, I just love to write these things. Welp, until the next update! Thanks for reading! c: