Two Sick Beats

[clockspinner]

_{[It's....technically Sunday. And yes, the timestamp is in fact completely accurate. 0457 GMT.]}

WHERE IS HE?
BRO I FUCKING KNOW YOURE SOMEWHERE IN THIS FUCKING CASTLE
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE FUCK YOURE DOING HERE
OR HOW THE FUCK YOU GOT IN OUR ROOM
BUT I KNOW YOURE HERE SOMEWHERE AND I WILL FIND YOU

<sub>[Karkat and John (as well as most of Gryffindor Tower) just got the rudest awakening of the year. Namely, Dave screaming like the star in an exorcism movie and flailing out from under a massive, multicoloured pile of his brother's signature smuppets. Y u p.

Happy Parent's Day, everyone!]</sub>

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Private

[stridingironically]

i dont think you understand exactly what i mean.
what i said goes for any fucking time.
now.
tomorrow.
next week.
next year.
when your both old shits.
i dont care what comes out of his fucking mouth.
turn your fucking back on him and its on.

and again.
are we clear.

Private

[fuckmackandme]

yes!
you're crystal clear!

Private

[stridingironically]

good.
these messages will now self destruct.

[And right after John reads that, the page containing just the filtered text bursts into flames.]

[fuckmackandme]

[and that's when John freaks out and throws the journal away from him.]

[stridingironically]

[The journal stops burning just as soon as that page is completely destroyed, leaving every other page miraculously unharmed.]