Tavros woke up laying on a horn pile in a room he didn't recognize until he saw all the empty faygo bottles and clown horns scattered on the ground. It was the room of his best friend Gamzee. Tavros began to get up but was brought down by a massive headache. Gog, what happened yesterday? Tavros would ask Gamzee later but right now he needed to get home before his lusus ,Tinkerbull, would worry. Tavros slowly got up and took one step.

"Honk!" a loud noise echoed, frightening Tavros. He slipped on a horn and fell back on the horn pile, making more noise. He sat up and noticed Gamzee sleeping next to him on the pile. It made him blush copper from the thought that he slept next to Gamzee. To Tavros's surprise Gamzee was still sleeping even after all the ruckus he made.

Gamzee was a high blood as well as a subjugglator. So he always wore clownish face paint every day. Tavros can't recall the last time he saw his real face. His hair was always messy and stuck out in some places. His horns were in an 'S' like pattern.

Tavros wondered why Gamzee was always there for him. Tavros was a low blood and people usually bullied him until Gamzee came along and scared them away. They have been best friends ever since. Though Tavros had begun to like him more than a friend but he had been too scared to say anything.

Tavros scratched his head. He had a Mohawk and bull-like horns. He had a very sweet personality that people liked a lot.

"Tavros began to get up when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. He looked down and saw Gamzee wide awake.

"Going away without saying goodbye motherfucker?" Gamzee asked sitting up.

"S-sorry, I just don't feel too good." Tavros replied gripping at his head.

"You're not going to fucking throw up, are you motherfucker?"

"No, I just have a huge headache."

Gamzee smiled in a weird way, the way that Tavros liked it. He doesn't really show that smile to anyone else. Though when Tavros is around, he always smiles like that.

"Heh, no more fucking alcohol for you motherfucker." Gamzee smiled ruffling Tavros's Mohawk. Tavros could feel himself begin to blush.

"I-I drank?" Tavros asked confused.

"Well not on purpose. When we were watching a fucking movie, you grabbed for my slime pie instead of the cupcakes, choked on it, grabbed my motherfucking faygo instead of your soda, chugged it down, and passed out like a motherfucker." Gamzee replied with that smile still on his face.

"I'm s-so sorry about that Gamzee!" Tavros exclaimed, glowing copper from embarrassment.

"Don't you motherfucking worry about it motherfucker, I'm always here for you." Gamzee patted Tavros on the back.

"T-thanks." Tavros said watching Gamzee get up. He remembered he needed to head home. Gamzee helped Tavros up and followed him to the door.

"See you later I guess?" Tavros waved.

"Come back any motherfucking time you fucking want motherfucker." Gamzee waved back.

"Oh, uh…Gamzee? Do you think you can maybe call me something else besides uh…motherfucker?" Tavros asked before the high blood closed the door.

"Oh…well I don't motherfucking know, it just doesn't feel right…" Gamzee scratched the back of his head. There was a long awkward silence until Tavros broke it.

"Just uh, just forget it ok? I don't want to make you uncomfortable for my own needs-"

"What about Tavbro?"

"Huh?"

"Yeah, Tavbro will do."

"Oh, thanks!" The low blood smiled, "See you later!"

"Bye Tavbro." The high blood watched Tavros walk out of his sight.

Gamzee went back inside, grabbed a sopor pie, a faygo, and head back to his room thinking about his red feelings for Tavros. He went back into his room and sat on his horn pile. He took a quick swig of faygo and was about to dig into the pie when something caught his eye. He reached over and picked it up.

"You left your motherfucking keys Tavbro." Gamzee chuckled putting the object in his pocket. Tavros would have to go back to the lab to get his spare keys. Gamzee left his hive to see if he could make it there before Tavros would.