vatheon | Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo

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Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo

Who: Dave Strider and you
Where: The villa where he lives or around town
When: Throughougt the week
Status: Open
Style: Starting Prose but I'll follow.

Despite being acutely aware about everyone getting stuck to each other and even getting in GHB's hair, Dave didn't really bother to take any precautions. And it definitely didn't stop Dave from doing stupid shit or getting in peoples' business.

Perhaps if he'd actually gave a shit to try and make an effort, he wouldn't be getting himself stuck to people in relatively compromising and awkward situations. It would have made this week infinitely less awkward, but Dave wasn't exactly the beacon of intelligence all the time. Didn't help that Dave had the ability to forget things fairly easily, so accidentally making physical contact with people ended up being a thing. He'd just forget that he shouldn't touch people and only remember after he got stuck. First world problems.

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[Sitting on the kitchen counter, eyes dilated, and attention perfectly focused Kuro was so close to finally catching the fly he had been chasing most of the morning (actually it was only ten minutes, but to him it had been a long time).

He was so close--

Then Dave just happens to walk in, disturbing the fly. It zips over past Dave's shoulder and before Kuro can stop and think he's always springing towards the fly... or rather's, Dave's shoulder. Watch out!]

[There is a cat flying towards him. Yep. That's a cat. It's flying towards him.

Holy shit.

He doesn't really do anything though. Because why? Because he's too lazy to flashstep out of the way. He kind of just stares.] What the fuck just happened.

Flashstepping is usually a useful skill to know. Not that Dirk doesn't walk sometimes, but when he has things to do and places to be, flashstepping has served him well.

Of course, no one is usually moving around at the same speed as he is, even in this place that gathers so many people from different worlds. Which is why, although he's keeping the usual eye out around him (a few months in Vatheon will never replace years of being alone, and he's always so aware of the people around him) he isn't really expecting anyone to get in his path before he can react.

Dave had the tendency to flashstep around the place too when he wanted to get around more quickly. But today he was casually walking around. Well, kind of quickly walking because it's balls cold and he wants to go back and bury himself in all the blankets possible in the villa.

Of course, in his hurried state, he doesn't really notice Dirk or anyone around him so-wham!

"Shit-"

Dirk's first instinct is to recoil, but somehow, that isn't possible, and his attempts to pull away are met with resistance, and put him off-balance. His shades have been knocked askew by the collision, so it takes him a moment to realize who exactly it is he's crashed into.

When Dirk tries to pull back, Dave kind of...goes with him. "Fuck-" Dave already lost his balance, so if Dirk is falling backwards and Dave is falling forwards...well this ain't gonna end too pretty.

Dave can feel his own shades dig into the bridge of his nose and Dirk's shades dig into the side of his face. "Ow, fucking ow." At least it didn't stab him in the eye.

Yeah, that is definitely who he thought it was. This is just wonderful. Dirk is never going to flashstep without being 100% certain of what the people around him are doing ever again. Just as soon as he's not being crushed under the alternate universe version of his bro.

When it feels like he can breathe again, Dirk tries to shift back, or at least get his face away from Dave's... but apparently that isn't going to happen.

This is one of the most embarrassing moments of his life. This is partially true and not since Dave is capable of being more embarrassing if given the challenge.

But if Dirk tries to move, Dave's face, and the rest of him for that matter, follows. "Oh hell no, this isn't happening." It is. "Are we seriously stuck like this?"

"Looks like it." It is difficult to maintain a straight face when your face has become attached to someone else's, Dirk is learning at the moment. He does his best anyway. "The curse right now is causing people to stick together. It shouldn't last too long, but that's what's happening."

Dirk twitches the slightest bit and takes a careful breath. "Now, let's just get up off the ground first. This is slightly more difficult to deal with when we're lying on the ground."

"That depends if you think hours isn't that long. You don't want to know how long Terezi had her tongue attached to my face for." Long enough was basically the consensus. And having Dirk stuck to him like this for even this short amount of time was enough. Dave is already failing at keeping any resemblance to what a poker face should look like.

"This is going to end fucking terribly." But he rather not be lying on the floor forever like this.

"It already started terribly, it can't get much worse than this." The only way it can get worse is if someone sees them, in Dirk's opinion, and that chance only becomes more likely the longer they stay lying here.

With that in mind, Dirk carefully starts to lever himself up, moving slowly so that Dave has a chance to move and the two of them won't be unbalanced in the process.

This is probably the most awkward and painstaking process they've ever done and probably will ever have to do. But at least they kind of successfully got to their feet. But... "What are we supposed to do?" Other than avoid the general populace for the next while they're stuck to each other via face. "Sorry. Cause I'm pretty sure you don't want to be in this situation as much as I don't want to be in this situation."

Shrugging is kind of useless, at the moment, since Dave can't exactly see it, so Dirk doesn't bother. "Find somewhere to hang out until the curse decides it's had its fun. This one doesn't seem to be lasting the whole week." At least he can say that. Roxy's already gotten stuck to him this week, because she can't stop touching people, but at least that one happened in their own house.

Speaking of which... "You got anywhere in mind to go?"

"That's the only good thing about it," Dave said flatly. He didn't really want to be stuck in GHB's hair or had Terezi's tongue on his face for that long. "Your place or mine." Wait...his place is filled with people. "I take that back. We definitely don't want to end up at my place." This is hard. "Just...I don't know. Anywhere that won't cause prankster's gambit to skyrocket."

"I don't think Roxy's home. As long as we can avoid her, we're fine." He doesn't mind Roxy knowing that he and Dave interact- it's not like they can avoid it being known, after the way she shoved them into talking the first time- but she would get so much blackmail out of this that he's afraid to even contemplate it.

"Let's do your place. There's way too many people at my place who'd take advantage of never letting us live this down." IE: Everyone who lives there. Why is he friends with a bunch of butts? "Fuck, this is so awkward. Why couldn't we accidentally get stuck holding hands? At least we could pass that off as something else. This is just fucking stupid."

Because friends are always a bunch of butts. Dirk should know, his are too. But he has less of them living in the same place. "The universe doesn't like us, is why. C'mon, it's this way."

It'll be difficult to walk around like this, but no more difficult than getting up in the first place was.

Walking is a lot easier than trying to get back at least. He just has to be careful. Heck, he can probably...just float. That's something he forgot he could do. Welp.

"Typical Vatheon then. I'm not surprised."

Wow, the floating makes this about 50% easier. Dirk picks up the pace, heading toward the coral corral with all due haste. "You shouldn't be. At least this one is only embarrassing, not traumatic."

"I haven't really gotten involved in traumatic." Kind of. He kind of doesn't really want to talk about it otherwise. It's basically been muddled with all the other stuff that happened in the two years he's been on the meteor.

"Although I guess being turned into a part bird part boy thing once can be kind of traumatic in retrospect."

"Part bird? Sounds like one we've had. I got turned part cat, it was anime as hell." He actually hadn't minded that much, except for the part where Roxy had taken it upon herself to start grooming his hair.

"It would have been nice if I had gotten to keep my fingers though. Eating chit with talon feet is kind of a pain in the ass. Also getting up makes you look kind of stupid when human bodies don't really work the same as birds do." He couldn't even properly get dressed on his own. It was sad.

Daaaaave~

[Look at that unsuspecting familiar blond head.

Terezi has only one appropriate way to greet her boyfriend in an opportune situation such as this one, and that is to slide over and give the poor boy a good LICK right up his cheek.

Of course, her tongue doesn't usually become stuck half-way in the process of this as though Dave's skin had suddenly reached frozen temperatures.

Well. This is awkward.]

Terezi, could you no-

[This is a really long, drawn out lick. Even for Terezi's standard. Maybe she's trying to pull a really stupid joke for the sake of keeping her tongue attached to his face. By the way, that's fucking gross and could you seriously not???]

I know my face is attractive, but it isn't an icy pole. No way in any universe is it possible to get your tongue stuck to my face, no matter what you do.

[You'd think that, but...]

Ih hwoh hom ohh!

[Translation: It won't come off!

She sticks a hand against Dave's ear before thinking and has a brief moment of panic as she realizes this could very well get stuck too, but thankfully it doesn't. Unfortunately, pushing at his head still does little good.]

[He has no idea what Terezi tried to say to him just now.

But considering that Terezi is shoving at him trying to separate themselves from each other he can guess.]

Ow. Jesus fuck, okay. This isn't working. We're stuck.

[But WHY??

Terezi tries to grumble something else out with little success. This is bad.

She can't cut her tongue off. She needs it to see.

Trying to slip fingers under it isn't doing her any good either.]

[Well...okay. This isn't the most awkward moments he's ever had but it's still pretty awkward. It seems like Terezi was more annoyed by this predicament than he was, but it was her tongue stuck to his face and not the other way around.]

I can barely understand you. This isn't gonna work. [Which is a problem because they can't really play charades when they're this close in proximity.] I'm pretty sure this'll wear off, I just don't know when. This place has a funny way of pulling ridiculous crap for shits and giggles.

[HOW DO COMFORT GIRLFRIEND.]

[Terezi sighs, arms falling limp in defeat.

Perhaps she should start pretending to be having the world's greatest make-out session so it doesn't look as embarrassing to anyone walking by. Though how she could really do that from this position she's not sure.

Welp. Here. Have a pair of arms wrapped around you anyway, Dave.]

[It could be worst.] So not only is your tongue attached to my face, but I guess you can't talk to me and you got your arms around me like I was the most attractive guy in the bubble. I don't see where this is a problem. [Hi, he's just going to make the best of the situation.]

[She removes one arm just long enough to slap him on the back of the head.]

[Dave snickers.] You slap me, but you and I both know we wouldn't have this any other way.

Sure, it's better to be stuck on you, then -- hey, I'm free!

[She pulls away a little, keeping her tongue safely back in her mouth. Honestly, what an unfair event.]

I was starting to get friendly with your tongue too. Bummer. I think my cheek is having withdrawals.

[He rather her not get stuck to his face again though. That would be nice.]

They can become well acquainted again when I know they won't get attached!

[And she sticks her tongue out, though she leans back a bit to be certain it won't get too close to his face again.]

Only if you promise. Wouldn't want to set myself up for potential disappointment.

My heart wouldn't be able to take it. [He sticks his tongue out back at her, although his tongue is nothing like hers.]

It's a promise! I've certainly made worse ones.

Ouch. You make it sound like this is some terrible promise you're making. You've hurt my feelings.

I make only the most terrible promises with you, Dave. You should be proud, instead!

Speaking of terrible promises. What do you think about jacking all the cans possible and just building can town in the plaza? Like glue that shit down and see how people deal with all their cans stuck to each other to build only the most magnificent of cities.

Oh my god!

Dave, I would say this is one of the best plans you've had in ever!

So it's totally a thing we need to do. [Because wasting resources and the what have you.]

We should do it while everyone is sleeping so when they wake up and go to the plaza, bam! Can town.

Yes!

How fast can you build up some skyscrapers, Dave?

You actually asking me that? Speed is my forte. We're going to have Empire State buildings by the ten-fold by the time the sun rises.

[You know how some days just start out with a bad mood for no real reason? Those kind of days where every little irritation just makes it worse, is magnified by it, until you just want it to end? Yeah. Karkat's been having one of those, and the day isn't all the way over yet. Nor does it help when he tends not to sleep here, never having got back into the habit of regular rest.]

[The thing that makes it worse, though, is that when he was getting groceries - something simple, easy, that he thought might ease his mood - the checkout cashier just had to drop carton of eggs. Broke every one of 'em, too. So then there was the mess, and going to get another carton, and then running that through the checkout with the rest, until ultimately he was more fuming than he had been all day.]

[And you know how when people are angry and just want to get somewhere, they tend not to watch where they're going? And how, sometimes, people turn corners at the same time? Yeah. Better think (and move) fast, Dave, or Karkat's going to smack right into you. The good news is that there won't be any dropped eggs this time; his bags are all in his sylladex.]

[The worst part about when people turn the corner at the same time is that you really don't have any means to move out of the way. That would require somehow turning the complete opposite direction to avoid collision. Dave was fast, especially for his age, but he isn't a miracle worker.

So he definitely slammed straight into Karkat. He totally rounded the corner and went face first into him. Oh.

Oh no.] I guess this is one way to say hi. Sup. [This is so awkward...]

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Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo

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