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Tavros woke up after another long night of terrible sleep. Every morning that he got out of his recupercoon, his horns ached so badly that he sometimes just wanted to pull them off. When he slept, he couldn’t quite get his head under the spoor slime, so he was constantly sleepy from not getting a decent rest.

He gingerly heaved himself up, and over the side of the purple-grub bed into his four wheel device, which slipped from underneath him and flew down the ramp. Tavros crashed into a painful heap on the floor, and whined pathetically as his wheelchair smashed into his pile of fiduspawn eggs, which shattered into a gooey mess all over the ground.

He yelped as the newborn horsaronis galloped at uneven paces towards where he lay in a heap. He shut his eyes and prepared himself for the impact, when suddenly a shiny purple-striped juggling pin flew through the air and knocked the rowdy horsaronis off course.
Tavros twisted his head around and looked at the figure in the doorway with watery eyes.

“uhh, Gamzee? What are you d-doing here?

“Hey motherfucking bro, I’m just juggling around, why are you all in a bitchtits heap on the floor?”

Gamzee cocked his head enquiringly at Tavros, before crawling on his hands and knees up the ramp. He held Tavros under his skinny arms, and easily lifted the brown-blood up to sit on the edge of the recupercoon.

“Now my brother, tell me all about what’s wrong.”

Tavros rambled about how his head ached and his four-wheeled device wouldn’t co-operate with him today while Gamzee understandingly nodded his head. After Tavros finished his rant, he raised his head and observed Gamzee’s face, and the tiny drop of spoor slime at the corner of his wide mouth. He could never tell what Gamzee was thinking, or what he was going to do next. His chumhandle was TeminallyCapricious, afterall.

Gamzee sprawled out a lanky arm and rubbed Tavro’s head.

“Tavbro, chill ok? Everything is gonna be motherfucking fine.”

With this, Gamzee accidentally flicked the base of Tavro’s horn. It sent a trill of pleasure down Tavro’s spine, and he let out a loud yelp before his cheeks flushed deep brown. His horns have never been so sensitive before, and he wondered if it was Gamzee’s influence that made them tingle like they did. He snapped his head away from Gamzee’s hand, and the force made him fall straight backwards into his recupercoon.

A lot of the slime splashed into Tavro’s mouth, and he began to panic.

Description
Tavros woke up after another long night of terrible sleep. Every morning that he got out of his recupercoon, his horns ached so badly that he sometimes just wanted to pull them off. When he slept, he couldn’t quite get his head under the spoor slime, so he was constantly sleepy from not getting a decent rest.

He gingerly heaved himself up, and over the side of the purple-grub bed into his four wheel device, which slipped from underneath him and flew down the ramp. Tavros crashed into a painful heap on the floor, and whined pathetically as his wheelchair smashed into his pile of fiduspawn eggs, which shattered into a gooey mess all over the ground.

He yelped as the newborn horsaronis galloped at uneven paces towards where he lay in a heap. He shut his eyes and prepared himself for the impact, when suddenly a shiny purple-striped juggling pin flew through the air and knocked the rowdy horsaronis off course.
Tavros twisted his head around and looked at the figure in the doorway with watery eyes.

“uhh, Gamzee? What are you d-doing here?

“Hey motherfucking bro, I’m just juggling around, why are you all in a bitchtits heap on the floor?”

Gamzee cocked his head enquiringly at Tavros, before crawling on his hands and knees up the ramp. He held Tavros under his skinny arms, and easily lifted the brown-blood up to sit on the edge of the recupercoon.

“Now my brother, tell me all about what’s wrong.”

Tavros rambled about how his head ached and his four-wheeled device wouldn’t co-operate with him today while Gamzee understandingly nodded his head. After Tavros finished his rant, he raised his head and observed Gamzee’s face, and the tiny drop of spoor slime at the corner of his wide mouth. He could never tell what Gamzee was thinking, or what he was going to do next. His chumhandle was TeminallyCapricious, afterall.

Gamzee sprawled out a lanky arm and rubbed Tavro’s head.

“Tavbro, chill ok? Everything is gonna be motherfucking fine.”

With this, Gamzee accidentally flicked the base of Tavro’s horn. It sent a trill of pleasure down Tavro’s spine, and he let out a loud yelp before his cheeks flushed deep brown. His horns have never been so sensitive before, and he wondered if it was Gamzee’s influence that made them tingle like they did. He snapped his head away from Gamzee’s hand, and the force made him fall straight backwards into his recupercoon.

A lot of the slime splashed into Tavro’s mouth, and he began to panic.