A Flying Spider and A Faygo Jetpack

[Gamzee Makara]

Karkat was enjoying himself. He wouldn't ever admit it to Gamzee, or anyone else for that matter, but he was certainly having a blast. Flying through the white expanse of the Nexus, he felt a strange sense of infinity. It was strange; the only thing that let him know he was making any progress across the verse was the fountain and the equidistant gates. From reading that primordial guy's link in Jade's memo, the troll had deduced that the portal to the frozen expanse that was apparently now Jade's home was to the south of the Fountain.

This Adam guy, Jesus man. Karkat would call him an insufferable little prick, but then again, he knows full well he did not have a single metric unit of space to talk. All things considering, Gamzee seems pretty hell bent on impressing this Guu chick. The troll had never seen his friend so fired up about something in a long time. Could it be...? No. Hell no. Gamzee just simply isn't the type. All this inter-species shipping is going to give the young alien a headache.

The crabby alien smacks his lips together.

Hm. He's a little parched.

Still keeping an eye on where he's flying, pilot of the Elixirizer cautiously shifts his eyes to the right. There was a bendy tube that was feeding straight into the misters spreading the miracles across the land. Tentatively, the mutant-blood maneuvers his lips just so, taking the tube into his mouth. Cautiously, with a mortified expression, he sucks the makeshift straw.

A fruity rumpus party takes place in the teen's mouth. The taste was almost strong enough to make him gag and fly straight into the ground, exploding in a brilliant display of miracles. Alas, he regains his composure. That fucking straw combined all of the flavors into one tube!

That disgusting Juggalo fuck.

Karkat jets over the Fountain of Infinity, spraying fruity elixir all over any and all primes that have gathered round, fulfilling Gamzee's dream of a Troll Santa Clause. The Not-So-Jolly impostor veers off to the south, straight for the Frozen Fields Gate.

After another half hour of flying or so, the cherry-blood shoots through the portal, a trail of rainbow mist behind him.

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Not long after Karkat disappears into the snowy expanse, Gamzee and Adam spider-thrust into the blindingly white Nexus.

Aside from the shaky start, Gamzee smiles at his progress.

"Hey! Hey Adam! Bro! I found directions from a dude!"

The High-Blood was pretty amazed with the contraption that Adam managed to conjure up. All them legs movin' around and stuff were pretty tricksying or whatevs, but there were more pressing things at present moment.

"Oh, uh, for real? Cool I guess. Which one is the Camelot Gate?"

Gamzee points to a gate in the distance. "That one. That egregari-whatsit said it was east of that Miracle Fountain."

The spidercraft comes to a shuddering halt so fast the clown tumbling out of the vehicle, over the hood, and plummeting straight to the white 'floor' of the Nexus.

"Whazat?! What?"

Adam has a weird twitchy thing goin' on. Motherfucker is just like, staring blankly at the bells, whistles, and levers of the spider.

"Show me the Pesterlog."

"Wh-"

"Gamzee, show me the motherfucking messages."

The juggalo pulls out his phone so fast he almost tosses it out of the aircraft. With a surprised, slightly worried look, he hands his huskphone to Adam.

Gamzee and Erik's Pesterlog

About halfway through reading the conversation, Gamzee's new best human friend is visibly shaking, biting his lip nervously. He doesn't know why he's so freaked out. It's just a message. Its just a pesterlog. When he's finished reading, he hands the phone back to his traveling companion.

"Uh..."

Fucking. Erik.

"Don't even ask."

Adam felt this distinct, troubling urge to get as far away from this current location as possible. This fucking clown might have just invited an invasion in personal space. Like, a major invasion. Without another word, the Heir of Time fires the thrusters up again. Time to get going.