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      It's been a mighty long time, it has. Seeing the little guy                   was   almost  downright  nostalgic.  Would  Gamzee                   even  dare  to  put  such  a  label  on an occasion as                   such? And even if the cosmos  seem  to  allow  time                   to  swim  so swiftly on by, his little friend was getting                   him   all   feeling  of  the  disease-worthy  friendship.                                "A'right, best friend. I'm be hearin' those sick                                vibes  you're  presenting  on  the table. Been                                far too long since I've seen your green  self."

    Well, THIS GUY, is someone he hasn’t encountered       in a while.  Like, it’s a long,   long     time we’re speaking       of here.   Perhaps  he nearly even thought of never even       seeing him again, would he have  c a r e d ?     That’s  a       more interesting question.

                     ”NOT, a brother. Or YOUR brother!                               You see..        I’d rather just consider us                               “two people  who know   each other and                                 get along. “    That’s all.     Don’t get too                                exited because  I know  I’m    amazing                                 and all but I’ve got   p r i v i l e g  e s  ”

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      "I   all  gots  my  understandin'  on,  brother.                Maybe you, too, will soon enough. Honk."

"Whatever you just said, might have been pure genius, or completely idiocy, excuse me while I assume the latter.”

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      "All and I be seeing is a face of familiarance. Why                     must containment such hopeful youth in such                     rowdy, sour expressions  of  judgementation?                     But I all and get what you're sending off in one                     beautifuication of life." 

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"If you hadn’t noticed,  I’m staring at you with eyes full of judgement.  A lot.  Of fucking.  Judgement.”

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      Knock, knock. Who's there all up on the outer  door?                             Why  it's  no one but everyone's favorite clown                             troll   making  all  ruckus  up  noises  on  your                             vibe. Now, I know, it's been a while since he's                             all been doing  out  there  with  his  crazy  self                             but  like  the  myths  say  --  you can't keep the                             clown                                                            down.                                          "Hey there my invertebrother." 

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      Right, right, this little motherfucker didn't  of  like  physical       affection,  right? Gamzee knows his boundaries - kind of.       Affection  isn't  something  he  gets  enough  of,  truthfully.       But it isn't as if his words would vocalize and ever preach       this fact as truth. Because who would  ever  listen  to  the       clown  troll  who  no  one  took  seriously? Who everyone       sort of talked down to.  It's exhausting. Makes a troll think       a  time  or  two  but  sopor  was always his go to to forget.       It works. And he does, never taking their words  lightly  or       to  heart.  He'll  be what people want him to be. Continue       to  live  in  their  expectations  as  'nothing'.  Although  his       think pan's a-rot, the insults are like cavities, scars  even       and just never leave; always stays.       The tall troll backed away a good distance, a lazy smile       as always as sopor fueled his veins from his heart, his       head and to the rest of his form.       "No problem brother, I all forgot about how y'all and feel       about those things."

            “Amazing.    …I know. “

      That might or might not have sounded sarcastic.        Didn’t quite mean to say it that  way though but        still. He was so    BAD    at being    GOOD   and        especially being NICE!  Simply made him want        to throw himself out of a window, really. Luckily        sadly there weren’t any around for him to do so.                      ” ..You eh—- you did something about..                                               You got a new hair cu——

                           ARE YOU HUGGING ME NOW!? “

      Frick! If this is how they are going to greet each       other every time it’s best to consider making up       some GROUND RULES. This simply made him       feel nervous.    Foreign alien species can be so       disgusting.                    Please don’t touch him.              With a tiny bit of force he gently   pushed   his       ‘friend’ off of him.          Let it be some kind of       warning.                                            “Don’t do that. “

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NaH, oNe DaY yOu WiLl HaVe WiShEd ThE wIsH oF wIsHiN yOu HaD sPoKeN tO tHeM. dOn'T wOrRy My MiRtHfUl BrOtHeR. ThEy StIlL lOoK aFtEr. i CaRe. :o)

CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING:

THEY’RE YOUR MESSIAHS, NOT OUR MESSIAHS. ASKING SOME MESSIAHS I DON’T BELIEVE IN FOR FORGIVENESS SOUNDS PRETTY DAMN POINTLESS, DON’T YOU THINK? MY “MIRACLE” WILL COME ON ITS OWN AT ITS OWN TIME.

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YoU kNoW. i'M nOt Of A fUlL cLeAr MiNd WhEn It CoMeS tO mOiRaIlS. QuAdRaNtS iN gEnErAl. oPiNiOn NoT mUch HaVe DiFfErEd. SeE oF nO pOiNt. i HaVe A mOiRaIl. NoT rEaLlY hEaR oF aNy WoRd FrOm. :o(

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WiSh FoR fOrGiVeNeSs. mEsSiAhS aNd WaNt ThE bEsT oF uS. FoR uS. i'M jUsT sAyIn ThAt A mIrAcLe WaS bOrN iN tHe ShApE oF fAyGo.

MAYBE I’LL WISH UPON A STAR AND I’LL BE GRANTED BOUNTIFUL MEANS OF KNOWLEDGE THAT CAN DECIPHER EVERYTHING YOU SAY SO I’M NOT CLUELESS ABOUT WHAT I’M TRYING TO FIGURE OUT. MAYBE ONE DAY.

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At LeAsT a MoThErFuCkEr Be UnDeRsTanDiN.

what a captiivatiing 2tory. Thankyou for 2hariing

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It'S oF bE hArShWhImSy AlRiGhTnEsS, bRo. mAyBe A dAy CoMiNg YoU'lL bE rOlLiNg In SiCk FiReS oF uNdErStAnD. I bE uNdErStAnDiN.

I’M ALL ONE FOR “FASCINATING” STORIES AND ALL, BUT WHEN THEY MAKE SENSE IS WHAT I LIKE ABOUT THEM. THIS ONE WASN’T ONE OF THOSE, I’M AFRAID.

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      "It's all  good,  I  can  feel  this  feelin'  of being the feelin' of the       missed kind. And just know of this excitement in  the  core  all       handing  me my ass and told me this is the way we're up and       rolling from here out. It's a long  term  disease;  we're  both  in       our getting wicked friendship on over here."       Gamzee  found  his slouch to be of normalcy, staring down at       his   alien   of  a  best  friend.  Truthfully  if  words  couldn't  say       enough,  it  just  wasn't  the  same.  At  all. Without the little big       mouth, mirthfully angry, green tinted motherfucker.  Count  the       messiah   blessings   of   returning   such   two  souls  to  one       another once more. Loose arms found themselves wrapping       around the small form.

                  Ah, yes. 'friends'.   Please remind him what         that word means again.That two individuals         are getting along? Right?     Well they were         getting pretty   much   along   lately so   he          supposes he could call Gamze his    ’friend’         as well.   ..which is quite exceptional. Let’s         just not mention it out loud.

                       "Yeah I suppose I kinda                                   missed your company as well.                                   Not         too     much though. “

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I rEmEmBeR oF a TiMe NoT tOo MuCh Of LoNg AgO. sOmE mOtHeRfUcKeR aNd MiRaClE mAgIc CaMe UpOn My HiVe AnD tHrOwN aN eMpTy FaYgO bOtTlE aT mE bEfOrE rEtUrNiNg BaCk To OnCe It CaMe. It WaS lIkE i WaS bLeSsEd. sHiT.

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      "Ay best friend, I be missing your small self."       And he has, it's  been  an  ungodfully  long  time       since Zim's been of sight or sound in Gamzee's       line of consciousnesses.

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There  was  short  silence  before  the  words  he  preached left to await her response and it fueled an anger unknowing to the surface.  It  didn't  match  his  expectation  of  fast  and once she spoke of defense, something  she's  accustomed to  now,  nails  start  to  dig  and  dig  into  gray  pigment and from  her  reaction,  she  tried not to wince, show pain or cry. And  maybe  that  pissed  him  off  a  little bit more. Because once   blood   started   to   seep  through  the  cracks  of  her porcelain-like  body,  with  a  good quick of a wrist, a slap of skin echoed. Her body falls down. She knows not to make a sound, last thing they needed was others finding out. But smelling the sweet scent of teal made a certain kind of crazy jumble in the rotten parts of his thinkpan. And  though the abuse, he utter a chuckle  and  the  clown  knew  how it made  her  tremble.  Her  hand  rested   onto   the   abused cheek,  cradling  it  in  hopes  to  heal  its  sting.  Shifting,  a stiffened body placed over her, tying her to one place on the floor with no hope of escape. Her hands  rose,  hoping  not for  the  worst  for  once as her facial features tell the tale of their broken, sick kismesis.

"You  look  something  beautiful when you cry out in silent pain, praying out for a savior to save a motherfucker's ass. Good to know he's already here to dress your unholy soul with  miracles  and  mirth. Your the disgusting, you know? With  the  way  eyes squint  ever  such of lightly at me with hate  for  breath to ever be coming again from my corpse. Wishing's all you got but just be knowing like if any will be given truth. It's  no  wondering  no  one likes you, not even                                            yourself."

And now, she regrets ever saying a word. She regrets it because she’s  scared. She remembers the beginning, it wasn’t  as  bad  as  it is now. There used to be love as much  as  hate, used to care for one another even when the   two   couldn’t   stand   each   other.   Who   would’ve guessed  it’d  turn  out  into  how  it  has now. And some nights  she ponders  because  she  still  tries.  Even   if everything has basically downfallen. Do you see me and still feel love?                                    Or have I changed inside your heart. She’s frozen in place, red eyes up to him now by slight force.  What  happened to you?  Terezi  was  someone a  troll  should  fear, her threats could tremble a human into never  speaking  to  her  again.  She  was  cunning, could  stand  on  her  own  two  feet  and  now —  she’s broken. And it seems like her breath was held through his  words  pounding  in  her  thinkpan   with   a   frown.

”..i’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sai—”