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>

Comments

...ill get this right eventually jesus.

[stridingironically]

no stop listen. i didnt want to do this but i guess youre leaving me no choice.
its not you.
its dave.

he has feline aids.

im just trying to do you a favor.

ksdgaj; it's fine haha

[thornsofoglogoth]

Oh, that poor boy! Do you mean to say that his unfortunate condition precludes him from any sexual companionship whatsoever?
How cruel - and you call yourself his brother!

[stridingironically]

yes thats exactly what im saying
wait what how is it my fault.
i didnt give him pussy aids.

[thornsofoglogoth]

Why? Because you have forbidden a well-qualified young lady from romantically pursuing him at a time when you should be nursing your charge's diseased and irrecoverable body, of course!

Why are you so hung up on the idea of him having sex?
No wonder his psychological development has been so frustrated.

I've heard of condoms, you know.

[this strike is legible, yes.]