"Wasn't motherfuckin' at being hid, motherfucker. _{And if you wanna get your ass all up and to you like your joke of ancestor did then I'm at being happy to get in providing you all that wicked shit,}" Gamzee shouted, not caring that Eridan could fire at him if he pinpointed his location from his noise, right before he flash stepped.

He stepped, as usual, to a spot behind Eridan and was swinging his club right away. It had always worked out well for him before, why shouldn't it work out now?