( i will try to fix you )

[rehashes]

Who: Dave (rehashes) & Terezi (scalemates)
When: 01/08, night
Where: Stryope House
Summary: gettin punched right in the feelins
Warnings: swearin'

Comments

/punches dave in the stupid feelins

[scalemates]

[ there really was no way to tell dave gently "yeah I totally heard you bawling like some really uncool loser over your dead bro in the middle of the night," so terezi hadn't bothered with it. it tore her up inside to know that a friend of hers was suffering like dave was, but for the life of her she couldn't really understand why.

the troll still remembers quite vividly the conversation they had before she went on her merry justice-dispensing ways: dave ironically trying to blow off the fact that he wasn't upset that his lusus was killed, all his double-talk and all his curmudgeonly short replies... the vapors she felt when the whole JUSTICE thing came down upon his head via an exile... hehehe (well to be fair she couldn't forget that even if she wanted to). she understood why dave had to shove it all down and pretend it wasn't bothering him but the sincere insincerity of the whole conversation drove her up the fucking wall

/F33L1NGS

[rehashes]

[ he should've guessed Terezi would be out there. he should've guessed that she'd come looking for him, but he hadn't really thought about it. it's just one more thing on his mind, coming to the surface when he hears her call from outside the door.

it bothers him that she might know what happened and that she's fucking judging him for it more than it bothers him that Bro got his shirt soaked and passed out on by a fourteen year old, not a toddler. it bothers him a lot more. their relationship is weird, her opinion is different, she's a special case. even more weird and different and special than his three human friends. not more, just. weird and different and special. in an alien troll kind of way.

fuck. he can't just ignore her. ]

It's open.

[scalemates]

[ the troll hesitates, sliding a hand down over the door to find the stupid doorknob so that she can twist it and let herself in. as the door creaks open, terezi pops her head in and takes a deep, silent whiff of the layout. last thing she needs is to trip over a shitty sword or whatever it was dave had in his sylladex before the day ended. she's trying to be cool-as cool as a troll can-about this whole thing in her own little spastic way. ]

Hey coolkid.

[ her voice remains quiet yet firm, lacking in any cackling or devious edge. she knows she doesn't have to walk on eggshells when it comes to dave because she's always pushed him. it's always been what he needed.

the door closes behind her with a light click as the stopper slides into place. trudging over to his bed, terezi catapults herself onto the mattress, getting droplets of water all over the sheets and comforter. ]

I didn't know humans were nocturnal, too.

[rehashes]

Yeah, they're all nocturnal. The ones going out during the day are total weirdos, social outcasts.

[ welp, wet bed. awesome. he does let go of his legs and stretches them out, though, shaking the blankets off of his shoulders. way to look like a big loser baby in front of tz, strider. big loser tittybaby. ]

So what's up.

1/2

[scalemates]

Very funny, Strider, but believe it or not, that was a joke.

[ not a very good one, but work with her here. ]

[scalemates]

[ and now it's time to try and creep him out, because terezi likes his reactions when she does her best to creep him out. ]

I heard you breathing down the hallway and I figured I would stop by and see why you were still awake.

[rehashes]

Smell why, you mean.

[ two can be a jackass. two are always jackasses when it comes to this combination, although it's pretty clear Dave's heart's not really in being a hilarious smartass at the moment. at least he's not as bad as he was, anyway, which is mostly entirely thanks to a great force of effort. ]

Dunno, just couldn't sleep.

[scalemates]

I could help you with that. A good drub across the head with my dragon cane is enough to knock out even the most stubborn of awake trolls!

[ except oops she doesn't have her cane with her right now. but don't point that out, she's busy trying to get a reaction out of him to see just how lost in this he is. ]

[rehashes]

Or you could just not do that, that's also an option.

[ :| ]

[scalemates]

[ >B] ]

... You are upset.

[ short, clean and to the point. ]

[rehashes]

[ kind of too much to the point for Dave's comfort levels, maybe. he shrugs one shoulder, trying to stay noncommittal. ]

I'm fine.

[scalemates]

[ shifts on the mattress, crossing her legs and tugging dave's shirt down a bit more to cover her stomach. (it was still damp from her attempt at sleep, but at least it wasn't dripping everywhere.) ]

Then sleep.

[rehashes]

I can be fine and not sleeping at night. Maybe I'm just not tired yet. Still got adrenaline going from hunting some monster moose.

[ shrug!!! SHRUG SHRUG SHRUG ]

It's not a big deal. I'll chill and then I'll sleep.

[scalemates]

[ ... new tactic: bouncing forward on the mattress just to make the springs creak and shift and slamming her face into dave's pillow.

fuck your personal space, terezi's moving in on this bitch. ]

Your absurd human beds are more absurd than I had originally thought. [ rocks back and forth almost obnoxiously, causing the whole frame to squeak loudly ] It is impossible to get comfortable!

[rehashes]

[ that's a good noise for Bro to hear downstairs, yep. bed squeaking and the two of them talking. good. Dave just tosses the blankets on her, scooting further from the edge in case she decides to kick him off.

accidentally or otherwise. ]

That's because this is a piece of shit bed, but it's still more comfortable than sleeping in the goddamn bathtub. If you stopped flopping around like a retarded fish you might actually make more progress, though. Just saying.

[scalemates]

[ IMMEDIATELY BURIES HERSELF underneath the blankets because wet shirt + cold night = not too good for insect-influenced creatures like trolls.

laying still as per dave's instructions, she tries to get more comfortable and it's.....

not really working. ]

Sign. I do not think trolls are meant to live on Human terms.