A/N: Hey all, I'm so, so sorry I didn't update yesterday. I've actually sorta been working on something with a friend (thanks for using up all my writing time, SS). Updates might be a bit irregular for the next week or so since I don't really know my schedule. Thanks to everyone for the reviews, especially the guest "homestuck lover" and to answer your question, yes I am still updating. Keep reviewing, please.

My foot crashes into the door and it busts off it's hinges, flying into the house and slamming into a wall. Terezi rushes in with her cane ready. I pull my sickle and knife out of my belt and follow after her. We find Jafled in the living room, his throat caved in by a blunt blow.

"God dammit!" I yell. "why does this keep happening?"

Terezi frowns and sniffs the body, "Something smells... familiar... he wasn't Subjugglated was he?"

I shake my head.

"No, something crushed his windpipe," I say. "It looks like he was beaten first though."

I gesture to the bruises all over his face and body.

"The killer wanted him in pain before he died."

Terezi nods. "So there goes our only lead..."

I shake my head, "Not quite."

I point to an open window, "Based off of my ahem, perfect deduction skills I can tell that the killer got in and left through that window."

Terezi fakes awe, "Really detective nubbyhorns, now how could you possibly figure that our?"

"Well," I say. "That would be because there are fingerprints on the inside and outside of the window and the sill is chipped"

Terezi laughs loudly "Excellent deduction there troll Sherlock Holmes."

Terezi walks over to the window and sniffs it. Her face pales and she stumbles back, catching herself against the wall. I've never seen her like this, normally she's so collected.

"Tez, whats wrong?"

She looks at me, obviously shaken, "The smell, I'd recognize it anywhere, diluted grape soda..."

My blood runs cold as I put together the blunt trauma on the body and the scent on the window, "You don't think it was him, do you?"

Terezi nods and walks over to stand next to me. She shivers, remembering our time spent on the meteor when gamzee went insane.

"C'mon," I say. "Lets check out the rest of the house. Maybe we'll find something that proves us right or wrong."

Terezi nods and we check each of the rooms until only the bedroom is left.

"Last room," Terezi says.

I nod and push open the door. Immediately I know something is wrong. All the other lights in the house were on, but these are off. Terezi doesn't realize this and steps into the room.

HONK a loud horn honking echos through the house and we both freeze. Cold sweat drips down the back of my neck. We wait a few minutes before Terezi picks up her foot. I lean down and pick up a clown horn from where she stepped. The same kind that Gamzee uses.

"Damn," I mutter. "That scared the shit out of me."

Terezi nods and gropes around the wall for a light switch. She finds one and flips it up. We both gasp at the sight and smell in front of us. Written across the walls in red and teal paint are the words "HONK honk MOTHERFUCKERS".

I rub my eye and then run my hand through my hair.

"Well," I say, "That pretty much clears that up."

Terezi nods, and then turns to me. "Karkat, let's get out of here and go home. We can tell command about what happened tomorrow."

She brushes past me and calls a cleanup team on the way out to the car. What we saw here obviously shook her. I nod to her back and follow her to the car, ready to drive home.

A/N 2: Sorry for the short chapter, I wanted to get it up quick. Long one coming soon, I promise.