The Pimps In The Crib
"Terezi, my horny wondergirl, I have come to take you to a land of dreams and rainbow magic, a land undreamt of by any amount of freaky alien babes, and that land--"
"DAVE," Karkat shouts.
"That land is school," he whispers as huskily as he can, and brings his lips to hers.
- Part 1 of The Pimps In The Crib
The light streams down golden and warm and paints these kids beautiful and familiar and strange and precious, pink petals caught in their midnight hair, brownish bark-smears against the angular gray shapes of their lizard-thin bodies. They’re perfect because they're his, somehow, and he can trust himself to that.
- Part 2 of The Pimps In The Crib