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Two Halves Make a Whole

Summary:

(Discontinued)

In which Karkat is alone, and the only other guy who's as close to being as pathetic as he is, is Dave.

Notes:

overall this'll probably be a hurt/comfort fic with some quadrent flipping sex inthere somewhere, but the inspirtation came from this:
Well hey, they're both sad, pathetic and desperate, why not be sad, pathetic and desperate together!

Chapter 1: Defeat

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Being alone was something Karkat had grown accustomed to. Dave and Terezi hung out with the mayor, Rose and Kanaya had their creepy-ass flirt/study parties, and Gamzee… Who the fuck knew what Gamzee was doing or where he even was. He wasn’t sure if it could be described as better or worse when their Ancestor/Descendants’ dream bubble showed up. The dead trolls were even more intolerable than the people he had been stuck with on Alternia. Meenah was the only one he could actually stand the company of. Kankri was… the worst out of all of them. At least he gave him some mild form of company, even though Karkat felt more like a mirror for the ghost to look into and rant at than an actual conversation partner. Even attempting to have a conversation with the red-dressed douche-nozzle was hopeless.

After everything that happened, once Meenah’s bubble passed over the meteor, even Terezi’s presence became scarce. Karkat rarely saw her as it was, and had for the most part, accepted her matespritship with Dave. But when he did see her, the hood of her dragon cape was tugged over her face. She seemed defeated, guilty even. She insisted it wasn’t anything to do with Dave, but wouldn’t explain the problem either. She became harder to locate after that.

Then Dave started looking for her. That’s when Karkat figured something was wrong.

  “Hey Vantas, you seen TZ? We had a date with the mayor today.”

Karkat didn’t even bother looking away from the screen as another mindless romcom played. This was the fourth time Dave had wandered into his makeshift respiteblock in search of the teal-blood.

  “Why would I see her. I haven’t even left this fucking room in about three days. Shouldn’t you know these things? You are her matesprit.”

  “Yeah well she hasn’t really been up in the clear with me as of late. Disappearing in and out of sight. Third time she’s stood me up, man.”

  “Maybe she found something better to do.”

  “You think she’s off having orgies with her crazy ancestor or joining in on Kanaya and Roses’ interspecies sexcapades?”

Karkat didn’t respond, gaze glued to the movie that he’d seen too many times.

  “Besides, she always invites me and the mayor to join in on her crazy justice larps.”

The bubbles of jealously that used to rise up was nothing but a flicker of defeat at this point. He hunched over further.

  “If that’s all you can kindly get the fuck out.”

There was silence and Karkat assumed ShadesMgee had left, but his assumption was proven wrong when his voice spoke up again.

  “I figured I might be able to find her if you helped me out, you’ve known her longer. You might know where she’s scampered off to.”

This time the troll turned his head, looking into the black shades.

  “You want me to help you find Terezi?”

  “Yeah, why the fuck not. Doing it by myself isn’t getting anywhere.”

The TV was off and Karkat was slowly detaching himself from the couch.

  “Fine, but you owe me. This was my favorite movie.” He lied.

He was starting to hate every last one of his romcoms. They all reminded him of how every romance he’d attempted, he’d failed at.