[Text] 18th Time Loop

[urnewkingbitch]

[He's been around since about one in the morning, but he was conked out on the bed due to wow coming back to life sucks almost as much as dying. His body still aches from the ordeal, but Dave pushes through it.

Ladies and gentlemen, Dave Strider is pissed.]

ok im back after 12 hours and that doesnt seem quite right
whatever dont care
i need an update on what happened while i was busy getting blown up by a psycho bitchs surprise present
speaking of
to the bitch who did that
you know who you are
i know who you are
hell the entire fucking mansion probably knows who you are
youre going down

[After putting that out, Dave is going to go back to lying down on his bed. Damn does he hurt.]

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[urnewkingbitch]

[Oh, good, Bro's here. Thank God.]

Food, water, and some fuckin' pain killers.

[He runs a hand over his face.]

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[coolstriderbro]

You got it.

[He'll be getting on that any minute now. Just as soon as he can bring himself to leave long enough to hit up the dining room.

Yep, any minute now...

Maybe]

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[urnewkingbitch]

[Yeah, Dave gets the point after about five minutes of waiting. He shrugs, and gets up to grab something from his closet. Ibuprofen, check. Water, check. A box of pizza, double check. He brings them all back to his bed.

He takes the medicine before saying anything.]

How long have you been here?

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[coolstriderbro]

[It's a clear sign that Bro's freaking out when he couldn't even think of the closets as a solution.

Freaking out in the coolest, calmest way possible of course.]

A while, I guess.

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[urnewkingbitch]

[His little brother is definitely getting that feeling. He wolfs down a slice of pizza before talking again.]

Anythin' happen while I was out?

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[coolstriderbro]

Think Egbert went to deal with whoever sent the box. Apart from that not much.

[urnewkingbitch]

[Dave sighs.]

If he dies because of that, I'm gonna have to smack him.

[Another slice down into his stomach. He decides it's about time to get to the heart of the matter.]

First time seein' me dead?

[coolstriderbro]

Long as he stops the crazy bitch.

[And ssh, okay he feels guilty that he couldn't stop this]

And last, if I can help it.

[urnewkingbitch]

I doubt it. She's tenacious as hell. I'll need to check up on Terezi later.

[Dave carefully munches on his third slice of pizza. All six slices will be eaten by the end of this, he's that hungry.]

It was bound to happen eventually. Death seems to have taken an unhealthy infatuation with me on account of bein' a Time player. [A sip of water.] Guess I'm just used to randomly dyin'.

[coolstriderbro]

Then maybe I'll have to pay her a visit myself.

[It's a good job his eyes are hidden because that's the only guard to his emotions he has right now]

That doesn't mean I gotta like it. I'm supposed to protect you from this shit.

[urnewkingbitch]

She steals luck, and obviously she doesn't care about whether she cheats or not.

[Dave fails at comfort, woe.]

But you can't protect me forever. And the last thing I wanna see is you dyin' 'cause I tumbled head first into the gapin' maw of trouble, and possibly stupidity.

[He's trying to stay realistic, since when he goes back, Bro won't be there to help him.]

[coolstriderbro]

All the luck in the world won't spare her when I'm through with her.

[Because it takes a lot to get Bro mad but boy once someone does...]

Protecting you's what I do. It's what I swore to myself the second I found you. While I got breath in my lungs, I ain't letting you get hurt.

[urnewkingbitch]

[He can believe that.

Dave knows a losing battle when he sees one. It's not that he doesn't appreciate what Bro's doing, but Dave doesn't want to lose him again after getting his brother back, especially not to some stupid shit Dave might get himself into.]

Just don't get yourself killed.

[coolstriderbro]

I don't intend to.

[But he's not moving yet. Not while Dave's still at a point where he shouldn't be by himself.]

[urnewkingbitch]

[He's getting the distinct feeling that Bro isn't going to leave for a while.]

Have you eaten or anythin'?

[coolstriderbro]

I'm fine.

[Yep, dodging the question here]

[urnewkingbitch]

[Slight eyeroll behind his shades.]

Right. Humor me and grab somethin' to eat from the closet.

[coolstriderbro]

Nah, I'm good. Later, maybe.

[Like when he's not feeling like a ball of rage desperate for vengeance and thus might actually be able to eat]

[urnewkingbitch]

There's no "maybe" to it, Bro.

[Dave doesn't care. If he has to, he'll force the issue.]

[coolstriderbro]

Alright, fine. Later, definitely.

[In the sort of tone that suggests "quit pushing me, I'm meant to be the one looking after you"]

[urnewkingbitch]

[Brothers look out for each other.]

Can't do much if you don't take care of yourself, too, Bro.

[coolstriderbro]

I got it, all right?

[Oops, bit more snappish than he intended. And just when he thought he'd got away with not being fucked over by the mansion]

I just...I gotta make sure you're okay.

[urnewkingbitch]

[Dave sets the now empty box aside. He let's the snap slide, considering the mansion is making people more pissy.]

I'm fine. A little sore, but nothin' painkillers can't handle. There's not even a scratch on me.

[Not counting the scars from Jade's gun that one time, but still.]

[coolstriderbro]

This time. I ain't sure what's going on here but anyone else wants a shot, they'll have to get past me first.

[urnewkingbitch]

I think I almost feel sorry for whoever tries that one.

[Or not, depending on how stupid the person is in trying to best Bro.]