MoThErFuCkInG MiRaClEs

Gamzee was certain there was something missing. He sat in the computer room in a daze and looked around blankly. There was something missing and it'd been gone for a few days and-oh.

Gamzee stood and walked out, gangly and uncoordinated as he swayed down the hallway headed towards Tavros's room. Tavros was missing.

He knocked on the door with his trademark shave and a haircut and waited with a patient grin for a response.

"G-g-g-go aw-away!" Tavros stuttered, his voice almost angry. He just wanted to be left alone; why did all these people keep bothering him? He was completely mortified by how bad his stutter had become, and the more upset he became, the worse it got. It was all Vriska's fault, he was certain; she'd been taunting him again, and threataning him, and it had been more than he could handle. He wondered vaguely if this was what it felt like to hate someone.

"Tavros! My motherfucking Best bro!" Gamzee crooned "Let me in lil' troll! I'm no threshacutioner, I won't blow your motherfuckin' house down"

"G-g-go away, G-g-gamzee!" he said, made even more upset by the fact that he even stuttered at his best friend. "I d-d-don't wanna t-talk to you! I w-wish everyone would j-just l-leave me alone!"

"Awwwwwwwwww, but Tavros" Gamzee crooned, trying the door to find it locked. "I miss you. I wanna throw down some sick fires bro"

"N-no! I c-c-can't, a-anyway! Just l-listen to me! I c-can't even t-t-talk!" He let out a soft little sob of frustration.

"You're talking now" Gamzee smiled. "And I think your voice is beautiful. Like the colors man"

Tavros sniffled pathetically and wiped rusty orange tears from his eyes. "W-wh-what do you w-want, Gamzee?" he asked tearfully. "Wh-why can't you j-just leave m-me al-alone?"

"I like ya, that's why man" Gamzee crooned. "Is that a problem? How can you not like you man?"

He let out another soft little sob. "I'm w-w-worthless! Why would you l-like m-m-me? I c-can't even walk! What good am I?"

"You're special." Gamzee returned "It doesn't matter what you're like on the outside, its the inside that matters"

"M-my insides are m-me-messed up t-t-too!" he stuttered, loudly bursting into tears.

"Aww, don't say that Tavvy" Gamzee crooned "I think you're perfect. Just let me in and I'll show you"

"W-wh-wh-whate-e-ever..." he whimpered softly. It took him a few minutes to get into his chair from the bed and roll himself over to open the door for Gamzee; there were still orangey-brown tears streaming down his face.

Gamzee frowned lightly and leaned down to hug Tavros tightly. "Don't cry buddy. I don't like to see you cry"