callbacks: (oh please)
dave mamahecking strider ([personal profile] callbacks) wrote 2016-05-25 01:52 am (UTC)

[Hutch the Umbreon's ear twitches, and he moves to stand between Dave/Wart and Wart/Dave and the Karkat-who-is-not-Karkat. Wiglaf, more timidly, glances between his two friends, and then races up to sit on Wart-in-Dave's shoulder, whiskers starting to spark a little.

Wart considers his situation, then stands in a decidedly un-Dave-like way, chin lifted proudly, hands at his sides.]


...Lie detectors.

[Dave, on the other hand, looks at Wart (looks at himself?? this is weird), shakes his head, and pats his arm with a sigh. Wart glances down with a questioning expression.]

No, dude, you tried, but, protip? Hands in the pockets. Chill dudes always got to have their hands in the pockets. Also, you forgot to put my shades on.

[Dave starts to walk over to get them, but realizes something. Stops. He lifts a hand, and the aviators rise from the nightstand, float across the room, and then fall neatly into his hand.

HELL. FUCKING. YES!

He puts them on, and Wart's face is such a better poker face than his own, this is awesome.]


Mind telling me who you are and what you're doing in my lawfully McWedded palebro's body?

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