WE DON'T HAVE TO STAY FRIENDS

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WHO: Karkat "Failknight Blabbermouth" Vantas and John "Not a Homosexual" Egbert.
WHERE: At the Renfaire, somewhere around the edge of the village.
WHEN: Saturday afternoon.
WARNINGS: THIS IS PRETTY HIDEOUS.
SUMMARY: The Mage of Doom supplied Karkat with some of his eldritch magics, in the form of a love potion. Or, uh. A hate potion. Yeah.
FORMAT: Para.

Karkat Vantas was not desperate. It was a thought that had occurred to him on a whim, something stupid and offhand that his instructor had mentioned, and a casual request of Captor that he hadn't expected to be fulfilled. Imagine his surprise when the mage had rolled his eyes and said of course he could make that, who did he take him for.

Which was complete excrement, of course. There was no way this was going to work.

But, since he'd sat through Sollux's bragging and actually had the elixir now, he might as well give it a shot.

"Egbert." He rasped, narrowing his eyes at the other kid as he wandered past. Leaning against the fencepost with his shoulders slouched, he tried not to think about the vial in his satchel.

Karkat Vantas was not desperate. He just really needed a worthy rival in his life.

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[dupable.livejournal.com]

That was actually a good question. Damn Karkat and his trickery! Wait, John had an answer for that! Up until today he hadn't even known who Karkat was, so it wasn't like he could really prove he was better than Karkat if he didn't know the guy existed. Well, whether he liked the guy or not there was no reason to be dishonest about the reason.

"Because I didn't even know who you were!"

That didn't seem like enough of an answer though. More like an excuse for not proving himself, and John couldn't just leave it at that. That would be so lame on his part. "But I can prove it right now!"

Ha! There, a challenge. Lets see how Karkat dealt with that!!

[hatesturbation.livejournal.com]

All of the trickery. Karkat was just nothing but deception and tricksiness, he was.

And that... That was really a bigger insult than anything John could have actually tried for.

"Didn't know who I am?" Inhale. Exhale.

"I was only top of the class until you got here. Only tied with you for first place for the last few months. Why should you pay any attention to me?"

Not bitter, not bitter, he wasn't bitter. He wasn't going to be bitter all over the poor imbecile. Despite how much he deserved it. He was bigger than that.

He was, however, not bigger than snipes.

"Maybe you should have paid better attention, mmmm?"

[dupable.livejournal.com]

That was stupid! If Karkat was as good as he was claiming to be then John would have easily noticed him. It wasn't like he was oblivious of most people... most of the time. He was pretty good about being aware of his surroundings, and he was almost certain that Karkat hadn't done anything to stand out in any way.

Okay, so if he wasn't lying and he was top of the class too, that was technically standing out, but apparently he wasn't doing it in a noticeable way.

"Maybe you're just really boring!" John blurted out. Again, not the smoothest in the way of comebacks, but he could probably expand on that.

"Maybe you're just so boring I don't want to notice you." Okay... no, that didn't even make sense. Maybe he should just trying punching Karkat and see where that got him? That would probably work out better for him than trying to do this verbal battle here.