((I think I got that far in the comic, so we're good :3))

Gamzee shook his head. "I'm fine, honestly. I just...can't explain...but..don't worry. It's not a bad thing I don't think." He knew what his friend worried about, and the sadness was reflected in his eyes. He knew his sober self was a beast. He blinked a few times before taking the bottle. "Thanks...that's really nice." He was sure his face had turned the color of jelly by now. It felt all warm and such. He opened the bottle and took a huge gulp. "I'll see you when you wake up." He said with a smile and headed to the steps, prepared to sleep.

Tavros just sat there for a while. He knew Gamzee wouldn't leave him in danger... But he still pulled his strife card out and set it beside the pillow before laying down, attempting to get comfortable. However, he was still worried over his friend. Maybe he was just getting sick... But that didn't seem right either. He pulled the blanket over his face, not knowing what to do. Not that he could go down and see Gamzee, or even move away from the bed efficiently without his wheelchair.

Gamzee laid out on the couch, one arm hanging off as he tried to get in a comfortable position. He tried closing his eyes, but he couldn't. He had far to much in his mind. He thought about Tavros and the feeling that he got around him. He stared at the ceiling and fiddled with his hands, sighing deeply and wishing he felt better. He wasn't sure that he liked this feeling. It seemed to be frightening his friend, and he didn't want to push Tavros away. He needed him way to much. They were best friends. He couldn't lose that kind of relationship. He ended up turning in the TV, trying to dostract his brain for a bit.

Tavros stared at the ceiling. He quickly ruled Gamzee's sober self out. No way would the highblood leave him in danger, at all. But, it left not much else at all that could be wrong. "I guess I'll ask him tomorrow." He said, finally closing his eyes and attempting to sleep.

Gamzee ended up getting only about an hour of sleep. He quickly got up as soon as he though Tavros might be awake. He went into the room and say on the edge of the bed, looking at the other troll. "Hey..." His voice was soft. "You awake?" He had no make up on, just his plain face which looked a lot more normal and less creepy.

Tavros' eyes opened to see Gamzee without his make-up. "oh... good evening Gamzee...." The brown-blood sat up and edged over to his friend to feel his forehead "Well... you aren't warm..." He looked at his friend. "Are you okay now?" He hoped that Gamzee felt better.

Gamzee recoiled at the touch, almost as if he'd been hit. "I-I'm fine..." He insisted. "I was ok yesterday too..." He frowned just slightly, looking at his brown blooded friend. He wondered if he was acting /that/ weird. "I'm...going to take a shower..do you need a bath? If so, you can take your first." He felt a hot blush creep into his face. "And if you need help of any sort..I uh...would be glad to."

He shook his head. "I'll wait until I get home... That way it's not a bother." He smiled. "Go get a shower then." If Gamzee said he was fine, he would just have to believe it. "Maybe after you shower, we can ride down the hill again! Maybe go faster than we've gone before!" His face lit up in a smile.

(Mkay, bedtime dear)

Gamzee flung his shirt across the room and got fresh clothing. He went to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. When he got out, he dried off and applied his makeup, then put on his clothes. He picked Tavros up and carried him to his chair, then pushed him up the hill outside. He sat himself squarely in his friends lap and pushed them down the hill, screaming and howling with delight. He held tightly onto Tavros' neck, laughing so hard he nearly fell off.

Tavros laughed as they went down the hill. "Woohoo!!!!" He smiled happily at his friend. "D-don't fall off! You could get hurt!!" He couldn't hide the joy in his eyes despite the slight worry of him harming himself. "But that was really fun!"

He continued to sit in Tavros' lap, catching his breath and giggling. His face was flushed, purple. He leaned his head on his friend's shoulder. He went to get up, then rolled them up the hill yet again, repeating the roll down the hill. This time he fell though, managing to get run over by the wheel chair as he fell. He groaned, not moving.

"O-oh!!" Tavros quickly turned around once he stopped, well, turned as fast as he could and went back to Gamzee. "Gamzee?! Are you okay??" Worry was now plastered over his face. "I-I'm so sorry!!!"

Gamzee tried to get up, only to find that his horns were stuck in the dirt. He yanked at them. "Tavros!" He whined. "they're stuck!" He cried out. "O-Oh..." He tried to dig his way out with his fingers, but only managed to get dirt under his nails. He kept his cool, breathing slowly.

"H-hang on!" Tavros got as close as he could to where Gamzee's horns were stuck and slipped out of his wheelchair to help get the high-blood out. He dug around the horns carefully, managing to get them out after a few minutes of digging. "There you go!" He smiled at the clown-faced troll.

Gamzee felt his face going ho yet again for the trillionth time today. "Um...Thanks Tav.." He stood, picking his friend up and setting him back into his wheelchair. "You..Didn't have to do that you know. I hope you didn't hurt yourself." He wiped dirt off of his horns carefully.

"Oh no, I'm fine..." He wiped the dirt off of his hands. "Are you okay though Gamzee?" Tavros couldn't see any blood, but that didn't mean that Gamzee wasn't bruised.

He snickered. "I'm mutha fuckin awesome! That was cool." He pushed the wheel chair. "What you want to do now mother glubber? Want to go swimming or something?"

"I can't swim Gamzee.... I would just be stuck kind of flailing...." He shrugged. "Maybe we could do something else? Like make a sandhive?"

He frowned. "Oh. ok..I was just going to kinda..carry you around in the water or whatever." He shrugged. "Sand hives are fun too though." He admitted and took them out to the beach so they could play around in the sand there.

"Thanks Gamzee..." He said as they got onto the sand. "But, I wouldn't want your arms to get tired... That would be bad..." He looked to the purple blood. "Because then you couldn't move!"

He snickered. "I'm strong Tavros. I don't think I'd have an issue." He flexed his arms, more to be funny than to show off. He lowered his crippled friend onto the sand and sat in it himself. "You know...I think you might be my only real friend..." He said softly. "Thanks..." He had a silly little smile tracing his lips, almost hidden by the amount of makeup he wore.

"Well, I can't be your only friend! What about Karkat? He's your Moirail...." Tavros scooped up some sand and began forming a base for the sandhive. "I mean, he says he is.."

He shrugged. "Maybe..but I think most people are afraid of me. Even you maybe...Are you afraid Tavros?" He whispered the last part, a bit to close to Tavros to be appropriate. "I'm a monster you know...When i sober up.. I could kill you...Because I'm a lunatic.."

"W-well!" He coughed. "I trust that you wouldn't hurt me! Because we're friends... But, I'm not afraid of you... Because you're my friend!" He smiled at the purple-blood and suddenly hugged him. "I wouldn't hug someone I'm afraid of!" Truth be told, despite the subjuggulator part of Gamzee, there was nothing to be afraid of at all.

Gamzee smiled. "You're a great kid." He was shocked by the contact, gasping and going stiff before slowly wrapping an arm around his Moirail. "Are you sure you wouldn't? I just want to make sure that I don't make you uncomfortable..because..I really really care about you."