"Hey Gamzee!" She yelled. y/n, my best motherfucking sis. She was climbing a tree when yelling and she motherfucking fell out. I was laughing so hard, and she pouted like a little kid. She's so cute, I just motherfucking wish she'd let me do her make-up.

*DING DING MOTHERFUCKING DING* I have a motherfucking Idea!

y/n's POV----

Gamzee had a gleam in his eye, and I admit, I am a little frightened. He picked me up by my waist and hoisted my over his shoulder. "G-gamzee! Put me down!" I whined. "No MoThErFuCkEr." He says. "Ugh. Gamzee. I will take away your horns so help me, put me down!" I yell. He puts me down in his hive then covers my eyes with a pair of shades. The problem: I can't see! He sat next to me I think, an brought out these crayons. Grey and white, I'm guessing. "NO. GAMZEE--" I began, before he pressed his lips to mine. I was shocked, like, the fuck?. When he stopped, I was shocked and I bet my face could fry an egg, it was that warm! He chuckled and used my immobile shock to start applying the make-up. Then I started to struggle. I wriggled away, and ran towards the door. "YoU cAn'T mOThErFuCkInG rUn FaSt, Y/n." He grabbed me again by the waist and carried me back to the make-up area. He looked at my face and pouted. "NoW yOu MoThErFuCkInG mEsSeD iT Up." He started sulking and pouting.

*DING DING SHUT THAT ALARM OFF DING* I have an idea!!!

Gamzee POV----

I was up and acting like a kid when I heard y/n sing. "My name's blurry face and I care what you think/My name's blurry face and I care what you think...." Wish we could turn back time/To the good old days/When the mamas sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out. I love my motherfucking miracle. She pulled a silly face with her clown make-up, and It made me laugh so hard. She turned on the radio, connected it to blue-tooth, and played that miraculous song. I ask her to all up and dance with me by putting out my hand. She took it and I motherfucking made her do a twirl. I clamped my hand on her waist and the other held hers.

Y/n's POV----

We started dancing to the song. and it was like a slow dance, the same movements, but we did it faster. I bet I looked dorky and you could see my red face between my clown make-up. Gamzee made a cute laugh which was laced with little honks. I smiled happily. "We used to play pretend, give each other different names/We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away,Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face/Saying, "wake up, you need to make money.../we used to turn back time/to the good old days/when the mamas sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out." On the last chorus he dipped me down and kissed me sweetly. I kissed back this time, hoping I was doing it right. Gamzee smiled in the kiss and opened his eyes, his beautiful purple eyes. "I mOtHeRfUcKiNg ThInK wE bOtH hAvE bLuRrY fAcEs NoW, mY mOtHeRfUcKiNg MiRaCuLoUs MaTeSpRiT." He looked a little worried, as if I would dump that adorable high-blood! I played with a curl of hair that fell in his face, then imitated his slightly scratchy voice saying, "Only motherfucking you forever, Gamzee." His face was happy and his slightly dopey smile could have made the golden Prospit be blinding. He held me and hugged me tightly. "SaMe FoR yOu ToO, mY mOtHeRfUcKiNg MiRaClE."