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Gamzee will be off the logs comm

WHO: Equius and Gamzee
WHERE: The MAC apartment that Gamzee used to stay in
WHEN: Sometime while Gamzee was still high, probably the eighteenth again
WARNINGS: Gamzee is stoned and Equius will probably sweat since that's what he does.
SUMMARY: Equius comes over to give Gamzee some proper food. Gamzee is just happy to hang with a sort of friend of his.
FORMAT: Whatever works

The door had been left ajar for a few hours now. The door, along with much of Gamzee's time here, had been forgotten. The only thing Gamzee was really paying attention to was his communicator. Occasionally he'd answer people, but more often than not he was sitting there and staring at his device happily zoning out.

If he'd been a little more mindful he might have cleaned up the place a little for Equius coming over, but as it was the horn pile was still left with a little dried Faygo on it and his clown devices were scattered everywhere along with a few extra horns. As it was Equius would be lucky if Gamzee noticed him come in at all.

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When Equius arrived he was careful about knocking; he tapped the door gently, although the wood splintered under his fist. Displeased, he pushed it open. Why the highblood left it ajar he could only wonder; it was reckless, if anything. Anyone could come in looking for him, especially after all the things Gamzee had done.

He stepped on a horn, and jumped slightly in surprise, face beginning to sweat.

He didn't hear the splitting wood under Equius's nor the creak of the door. The horn made him, like Equius, jump. Gamzee jumped a little further than he did though. When he whirled around only to see Equius there he calmed down a little. He wasn't sure who else he should have expected, but something in the back his head told him that he was lucky.

And he dwelt on that no further, instead his thoughts turned happily to the fact that his friend had come after all. He noticed Equius sweating, but didn't care about it at all.

Instead he laughed a little and grinned at him.

"Glad you could all motherfuckin' make it, brother."

"Yes, well, I couldn't very well let you go hungry." Equius scowled at the floor, kicking the offending horn out of his way. Gamzee was indeed back to his regular infuriating self, but Equius did have to admit (inwardly, to himself and only himself) that it was for the moment preferable to having Gamzee threaten his close companions. If he'd been killing humans, perhaps it would be more noble...

Regardless. He held sandwiches in his arm, not that he particularly knew what they were. He'd simply wandered into the nearest sustenance establishment and demanded the first thing he'd spotted on the menu.

"Here. I suppose this is meant to be nutritious. Certainly better for you than pies."

"Aw, bro, you didn't - " have to do that, no Equius probably wouldn't be happy to hear that. He was still stoned out of his mind, but he was still a bit more perceptive than he'd been the last time he was stoned. Equius probably needed something more encouraging.

"Heh, thank you, Equius, you're all at being a pretty good motherfucker."

Gamzee stuffed one of the sandwiches in his mouth and left one for Equius, if there were anymore he was going to gather them up and stuff them in the freezer. The fridge had too many Faygos to fit anything else.

As he went about his business Gamzee finished his food and then asked, "Uh, brother, can I all ask you something?"

Equius sat himself down on the floor, legs crossed in front of him. He watched Gamzee stoically, glowering from behind his sunglasses and making sure Gamzee ate. He unwrapped his own sandwich, biting into a corner with his snaggled row of teeth. He chewed, and swallowed, before responding.

"What is it?"

"Was I, uh, all... up at being a mean motherfucker? Like not all that motherfuckin' long ago?" he asked and avoided looking directly at Equius.

He was hoping that Equius would say no, he hadn't been awful and that he must have just gotten into some bad slime and admonish him for it. After seeing his first post to the network though he was almost certain this wouldn't happen. He wished Eridan had just told him what was up first. Equius might not have been the best person to ask.

Equius shifted his gaze downward, hesitating before he responded. He took another bite of his sandwich.

"Did someone tell you that?"

"Uh, not motherfuckin' exactly. Kind of all saw some shit on this wicked little thing," he gestured with the communicator.

He still wasn't making eye contact.

"... You were not quite yourself," Equius admitted, not looking at Gamzee either. He didn't elaborate on his feelings on the matter.

"Oh."

Still avoiding eye contact Gamzee came over to Equius and sat down next to him. There wasn't a lot of distance between them and had Gamzee been in a state of mind where he could actually think deeply on more than a few things at once he would have intentionally kept it that way for Equius's comfort. As it was though he didn't and so moved a little to just very lightly touch Equius's shoulder.

"I'm allmotherfuckin' sorry if I motherfuckin' did anything bad to you, brother."

Equius blinked, back stiffening quite suddenly. He wasn't sure what to say besides, "No apologies are necessary. I would not think to question your motives."

Out loud, anyway.

He pulled his hand back, feeling unsure if what Equius said was the truth. Still, he had to take his friend's word. Gamzee had to trust his friend and not make him unhappy.

Drinking down a little more of his wicked elixir made that seem like a perfectly fine answer anyway. It at least made it seem like there were better questions to pursue.

"Hey, you all motherfuckin' want to do something instead of just all motherfuckin' sitting here? I'd be up at doing some motherfuckin' gags and shit, but I don't all think that'd be fun for you and we might as well do something you want to while you're at in here."

"Oh. Well. We can do whatever you would like, highblood," Equius said, a little hesitantly. Although it was all too tempting to fall into the same habits with Gamzee -- attempt to get him to acknowledge his class, perhaps convince him to boss Equius around a bit -- all of that seemed rather risky right now, considering what Equius knew about Gamzee's other... personality.

"I don't want to be presumptuous."

Gamzee mulled things over for a bit. He knew one thing Equius liked that could get him to actually do something he wanted.

"You all weren't being presumptuous, brother. But alright, if you motherfuckin' all don't want to get up at doing things that way then I all motherfuckin' order you to pick something you want to do."

Equius bit his lower lip. "Very well. If you are ordering me --" He glanced askance, "I suppose we could go outdoors."

He wasn't sure what there was to do outdoors, but it was preferable to being cooped up inside. Especially if he wasn't certain that the highblood wouldn't snap again.

Gamzee smiled and nodded at this. Being outside could be fun and if Equius wanted to go out there that was perfect. Mostly he just wanted his friend happy, so even if he hadn't liked the idea the chance of him objecting in the first place would have been small.

"Let's all get out there then, motherfucker," he said and immediately went out of the apartment, not bothering to check anything outside or waiting to make sure Equius would come out and close the door.

Standing up, Equius followed behind Gamzee closely, indeed closing the door behind them. He looked tense but that was nothing new, even if this were not a tense situation. He brushed some sweat from his forehead.

"We could go to do the grassed recreational area," he suggested.

Gamzee suddenly stopped as he asked a question, not really thinking about whether that was a good diea or not "Do you all motherfuckin' mean the motherfuckin' wicked park or some place else?"

He liked the park, so that was definitely doable, but he wanted to make sure it was where Equius wanted to go.

Equius frowned, and nodded his head. "That is what I said, I think. Let's go. With any luck we will not be bothered and perhaps you could hit some small creatures on the head with your club."

He peered at Gamzee over his sunglasses.

"Does that sound enjoyable, highblood."

"I don't all motherfuckin' know, maybe. I think I can all get up at motherfuckin' doing it if those little motherfuckers are up at deserving that shit though."

He shrugged a bit as he looked Equius in the eye. It seemed a little weird to ask, but there was probably a good reason for that question. Then Gamzee moved again, this time for the park.

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