A/N: wowowowowow i haven't written anything in a very long time, but ya know life happens. I'm thinking about putting just a very very major pause on this fic (like i didn't just do that for 2 or so years lol). The main reason for that is that im just not that into homestuck anymore and i kind of lost a feel for the characters, i hope u can forgive me. I may write other fics for other things like A:tLA bc my zutara feels are super strong, and i feel like it's something i can write a good long multi chapter thing on, ya feel? but we'll see.

You are JADE HARLEY and you are currently sitting at a table, alone, with a dwindling basket of bread sticks, at the Summit surrounded by a bunch of snooty rich people.

You aren't anything nearly as fancy as the venue is. It's just a plain, straight cut, black satin dress. It will just have to do you suppose.

Just as your water and bread stick supply was running critically low, you see Jake walk up to the table.

He looked dashing as ever. Typical Jake. Clad in grey slacks that looked custom fitted and a jacket to match, with a plain white dress shirt underneath and a forest green tie. Typical.

Jake opens his arms up as he gets closer to the table, and you stand to meed him half way.

"Oh Jake! I've missed you!" You say smiling as he hugs you in a tight brotherly fashion.

"I've certainly missed you too, Jadey," he says loosening his arms in order to look down at you're face, "Oh my. You've grown in to quite the young lady!"

"Stop flattering me! I know you only do that to tease me," you giggled at him. He finally release his grasp around you and proceeds to sit in the seat on the other side of the table. You quickly follow his lead and sit back down.

"I'm sorry about the bread sticks," You giggle, trying to break the ice by bringing attention to the almost empty basket.

"Haha, no worry Jadey," He laughed before taking a more serious tone, "So, what's the problem?"

"Oh... uhm..." His sudden change of tone catches you off guard.

"Job problems?"

"Oh... no... uh.."

"Another eviction notice?"

"N-no! I... uhm?"

"Boy problems?"

"...w-well... Kind of?"

"Who is this punk? Should I rough him up a bit?"

"W-what? No... NO! Jake! Can you hold on for just a second?" All these questions are just flustering you. You feel even more nervous than you originally were after being bombarded by a sea of questions.

"Ah I see," It's obvious Jake picked up on your need to warm up to what you're gunna eventually tell him, "How about we eat first then. Shall we?"

You are now DAVE STRIDER and you are hiding unsuspectingly in the Summit, behind a menu, like some fucking spy movie shit.

You are followed Jade here and you are currently located at the bar located a few feet behind the Jade. You sit in the optimal seat to ensure that she doesn't see you and so you can see that fucking rat bastard trying to woo your fucking girlfriend.

You sit and watch Jade carefully. She's mowing through those bread sticks like a fucking goat through a field. My god, is she pregnant or something?

That was only a joke of course.

All jokes aside you continue watching Jade massacre the poor bread stick village until you see a guy... man... dude(?) no taller than you are walk up to her table.

He opens his arms out as he approaches Jade, and she stands up to meet him. He's got a grey suit on with a plain white dress shirt and a dark green tie. His hair was jet back, like Jade's hair black, and he wore glasses. He kinda looks like John now that you think about it. He must be this fucking Jake character.

He pulls away from her slightly to look down and her face and she looks up at him what seems to be lovingly.

You're almost at your boiling point but you gatta stay calm.

He finally releases her and takes a seat while Jade reacts and sits back down. Damn, he didn't even pull the chair out for her. What kinda fucking boy tries to steal your girl and doesn't even have the decency to treat her like a fucking princess?

You see that he's talking to her, but what in gods fuck is he saying? You're optimum viewing position too far away for you to hear their conversation.

You stare intensely at the Mr. Steal-your-girl over there over the top of your menu trying to read his lips.

"May i take you're order, sir?" A man with a heavy french accent asked you, breaking your concentration.

"Yeah, how about some fuck off, because I'm still ordering," the waiter looked at you with disgust as you turned your head to give him an irritated look, "The menu is still in my hand can't you fucking see it?" You wave it around in front of him. The waiter walks away angrily grumbling about Americans and how they are trashy people or some stupid shit like that.

You put down the menu for a quick second trying to cool down until you see Jake reach a hand across the table to hold Jade's.

Alright keep it together, Dave.

Then, after what forever and fucking ten feet, he further extends his hand to caress Jade's cheek.

OH HELL FUCKING NO.

THAT'S FUCKING IT.

You stand up from your bar stool.

You are now JADE HARLEY and after a few bite of the delicious ravioli you think you're ready to tell Jake whats wrong.

"I'm ready to tell you..." you say quietly as Jake looks up from his food.

"Alright, I'm all ears."

"Well..." you start and take a pause that feels like forever, "I think..."

"You think?"

"I think I'm pregnant," You close your eyes tight and get ready for him to be disappointed in you. Instead, you hand is met with a warm grab.

"Jadey," he smiled at you with that sweet Jake smile, "It'll be okay."

For what ever reason tears start to roll down your face, and he reaches across the table to wipe them away.

In a split second you Jake's attention is diverted from your face and to something behind you. And suddenly Jake's fallen backwards in his char hands clutching a bloody nose.

You look up to see Dave shaking his hand after the contact it made to Jake's face. His back was facing you.

"Let's go, Jade," He says in a cold monotone voice. I look at Jake whose getting up from the floor, one hand covered in blood and clutching his nose.

"...but... Jake..."

"I said let's go," He turns his head towards you. You're able to see a glimpse of his red eyes. They were the coldest shade of red you've ever seen.

"Don't worry about me, Jade. Go," Jake smiled at you as Dave snarled.

Dave takes you're wrist basically pulls you out of the chair and our of the restaurant.

A/N: hope you enjoyed. let me know if you'd be interested in reading other fanfics for other things. You can contact me on askfm. The link is in my bio

oh yeah sorry for the sudden name change, i hope i didn't scare you.