[accidental video/action] Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?

[hamburellakind]

[The video starts abruptly, showcasing John's back as he walks-- something that's a little rare for him, what with the god tier flying and all --down the hall. His movements are slow and his steps are small, almost like he's not all that convinced that he wants to move forward in the first place. His hands fidget around, picking at his pants before floating up to grip the opposite elbow. The gesture seems to be his feeble attempt to keep himself from trembling anymore than he is already.

A sharp, high pitched noise tears from John's throat, and the feed ends.]

Comments

wow *dumb

[hamburellakind]

[Sniffle, shrug.]

Sorry.

it is a canon typo

[forevercapslock]

Seriously, John, what the fuck is wrong?

it was still a mistake DX

[hamburellakind]

I don't kn-know. I was in the garden and then I just felt like a huge doofus jerkface.

[forevercapslock]

...Was that the first time you'd felt that?

[Because Karkat's been feeling that about John for awhile.]

[hamburellakind]

[Time to cry even harder.]

[forevercapslock]

Hey, what the fuck did I say about the ocular leakage?

[But okay, he puts his arm around John's shoulders.]

...Seriously, come on.

[hamburellakind]

I don't know what's going on! Everything just feels terrible all of a sudden!

[forevercapslock]

Everything's the same as it was yesterday. You're the same as you were yesterday.

[hamburellakind]

Maybe I just didn't know how much I sucked, yesterday!

[forevercapslock]

Don't be ridiculous. Nothing. Has. Changed.

[hamburellakind]

[Jon's lip wibbles.]

[forevercapslock]

[Karkat paps his lips very lightly.]

Shooooshhooshhshhhhh.

[hamburellakind]

[John looks puzzled and miserable.]

[forevercapslock]

Shoosh. That's enough. You are a huge dork, and that's o-fucking-kay.

[hamburellakind]

[John exhales.]

I don't know what happened.

[forevercapslock]

Did you talk to any weird bugs or anything?

[OH DID I MENTION KARKAT'S PART SPIDER? Whoops. Four spider legs coming out of his back, six extra eyes, that kind of thing.]

[hamburellakind]

[Good thing John's been crying so hard he's only noticing now.]

...Did you?

[forevercapslock]

You just now noticed? Clean off your glasses, Egbert.

[hamburellakind]

I was c-crying, douchefuck!

I talked to a bug, yeah.

[forevercapslock]

Well here's your first step: don't talk to anymore bugs.

[hamburellakind]

[Hiccup.]

'kay.

[forevercapslock]

Second step: Use these.

[He shoves a box of Puffs Plus into John's hands.]

[hamburellakind]

[John blows his nose repeatedly, dropping used tissues to the ground as he goes.]

Feeling sad is the worst.

[forevercapslock]

Correction. Feeling sad is the second worst. Having allergies is the worst.

[hamburellakind]

You have allergies?