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Breakfast With The Strider's.

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You woke up to the sound of a very loud rap-off. Go figure, since you fell asleep at Dave and Dirk's place last night. The previous night you were supposed to be working on a partner project with Dave, but the minute Dirk came back home was when things got out of control. Let's just say a certain someone spiked the apple juice.

Your head was pounding. "Goddamn it, Roxy..."

You stumbled off the couch and fell flat and your face, too tired to bother to move. You felt a foot poke your behind and someone say, "Nice rump, (Name)."

You rolled your eyes and flopped onto your back. There was Dave in his boxers, a bottle of apple juice in hand. Man, what is with these guys and apple juice?

Dave randomly burst out laughing. You raised an eyebrow. "What the fuck, Dave?"

Dave's laugh slowly disintegrated into a snicker, and he licked his thumb, rubbing it gently over your forehead. His thumb came off your head tinted black, like a permanent marker. Meanwhile, Dirk was having a rap-off with his little robot guy while cooking breakfast. You couldn't remember his name, but he really liked to rap, even though his raps were pretty weak. You rid your forehead of Dave residue and got off the floor, staggering into the kitchen.

You smiled with half-lidded eyes and patted the robot's head. To you, he was pretty fucking adorable. He tried so hard to beat Dirk.

"Yo, D-Stridy, what's for breakfast?" You pulled out a chair at the table, which was pretty useless since the entire table was covered with Dirk's weird little sex toys. You shuddered. "Uh... Dirk... Why are there pup-"

"Smuppets, dude, Smu-ppets." He interrupted.

"Yeah, whatever, but why are they on the table. Where are we gonna' eat breakfast?"

Dirk sighed. "(Name), (Name), (Name)..." He turned to you, pointing the pancake covered spatula at you, "Don't you know that we Strider's eat breakfast in living room? It's just logic, (Name)."

You nodded slowly. "Uh-huh..."

Dirk went back to cooking his pancakes. He was also in his boxers, except his were covered in smuppets. You really did wonder about these brothers.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" You heard Dave yell from the living room. Filled with panic, you grabbed the nearest object, which was a smuppet, and ran into the room, screaming.

Dave was curled into a ball, sobbing. You leaned over him. You had never seen a Strider cry before.

"Uh, Dave? Are you okay? What happened?"

Dave wiped his eyes and held out his apple juice bottle. "There's no more AJ, man..."

You stared with confusion. Suddenly, Dirk burst into the room. "WHAT!? SHIT! TO THE FUCKING GROCERY STORE, BRO!"

They ran out the door, leaving you alone. "Well fuck you too, dickheads."

You walked into the kitchen to tend on the pancakes. You noticed that the pancakes were in about five different batches of pancake mix, each bowl a different color. "Rainbow pancakes?" you questioned, "My God, that's genius."

After cooking the pancakes, you put the plates stacked with rainbow deliciousness on the coffee table and went back into the kitchen. You screamed. "WHAT THE FUCK!?"

There was that thing.

That.

Fucking.

Puppet.

His round eyes ate at your soul, he was that fucking creepy. Lil' Cal was sitting on the microwave, staring at you. He wasn't there before. You took him off the microwave and sat him on the couch where you didn't have to look at him. It wasn't until you felt faint that you realised you were holding your breath. You cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the living room, eating your pancakes and having a stare-off with Lil' Cal. It wasn't that he was creepy, it was just the way he looked at you. It made you paranoid to the point where you thought he was out to get you.

Your eyes trailed over the puppet, and something caught your eye. On his left hand there was something that looked like green slime. You leaned over and wiped some off, licking it cautiously. It tasted familiar.

Maybe Roxy hadn't spiked the AJ after all.



This is what happens when I'm bored. This is where my mind goes.

That fucking puppet, man...

Your Soul ==> :iconlilcalplz:

Dave, Dirk ==> :iconhussieplz:

Universe ==> :iconhussieplz:

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Goddamn it Gamzee