'These fucking ghosts....' Karkat angrily thought to himself as he pushed past another horde of Eridan's and Sollux's bickering on god knows what. He finally broke away from the group of arguing ghosts, quickly walking away and shaking his head. 'I have to get away from these assholes before i lose my mind...' He thought, his eyes roaming the bubble for a decent place to escape to. Then, out of the corner of his eye, Karkat saw the bubble ripple. He turned his head just in time to see it change form. The bubble now displayed a relaxing looking forest. Karkat rolled his eyes and made his way to the memory of the forest, shoving his hands into his pants pockets.

A few minutes into the forest, Karkat could hear distant giggling. He shook his head and made an attempt to ignore it, letting his mind wander to more pressing matters like how Kanaya was going to scold him for running off without cleaning his respiteblock (she was such a lusus sometimes). The giggling somehow got louder and Karkat refocused on where he was going. Somehow, his legs got the impression that he wanted to get closer to the obnoxious giggling.

"Tavros stop it..." Someone giggled out. Karkat furrowed his eyebrows and stopped, listening again. Another giggle, and Karkat instantly recognised the giggling to be his own. "Tavros.." What the fuck? Karkat continued his walking, now intentionally walking towards the giggling, slightly curious as to what was going on.

A moment of walking later, Karkat stumbled upon two giggling ghosts, but not just any ghosts. They were Karkat and Tavros, obviously, but they were wearing somewhat matching outfits. The ghost Karkat was wearing a white fairy dress, stopping just above his knee, with his symbol sewn on in bright red thread. Tavros was wearing his Pupa Pan outfit, but there was something different. This Tavros had obviously reached god tier, he had gigantic brown wings. The two ghosts were standing there, arms around each other. Tavros was peppering Karkat's face with light kisses, causing the other Karkat to giggle happily.

The living Karkat, on the other hand, couldn't believe what was going on. A ghost, his ghost, was caboodling with Tavros' ghost. Not just that, but he was also wearing a fucking fairy dress. Karkat stood there awkwardly, staring at the two ghosts with his mouth slightly open. The two ghosts were too engrossed with each other to even notice Karkat, so Karkat brought attention to himself. He cleared his throat, closing his mouth. The ghosts froze, Tavros stopping mid-kiss and Karkat just stood there, seeming paralyzed.

"What in the name of ever loving fuck is going on here?" Karkat asked, looking the other two trolls over. The ghosts recomposed themselves, but didn't let each other go. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised and then, the dress-wearing ghost spoke up.

"What the fuck does it look like? You have eyes, you should be able to clearly see that I was having a fucking moment with my matesprit so if you could, please go be a dense asshole elsewhere." Matesprit? Karkat probably should've figured that out, but it was still weird to actually hear it. The two ghosts instantly went back to their caboodling but it only lasted a second before the living Karkat spoke up once more.

"Matesprits? As in...Tavros and I...you and Tavros...matesprits? How? " The dress-wearing Karkat groaned and hung his head, removing one hand from his hold on Tavros to pinch the bridge of his nose. He was about to angrily say something when Tavros put a finger underneath his chin, lifted his head, and pressed a light kiss to his lips. The turtle-neck wearing troll rolled his eyes, honestly thinking that little display of affection was kind of cute but he'd never admit it.

"It's uh...okay, Karkat...he...you...uhm...he deserves to know." Tavros spoke softly, pressing their foreheads together and grinning. His Karkat huffed but didn't say anything, obviously putty in Tavros' cute little hands. The two ghosts turned to Karkat, their hands sliding into each others. "Well...if you..if you really want to know i could tell you." Tavros mumbled, offering a small smile.

"Of course i want to fucking know, i mean i only fucking asked." Karkat said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. The ghost Karkat growled out softly, receiving a light kiss on the forehead from the Pupa Pan impersonator.

"Right...well...let's sit." Tavros said, sitting down with his back pressing against a tree. His bronze wings fluttered slightly, fanning out so they wouldn't be crushed. Karkat sat beside his matesprit, his hand still clutching the other's. The living Karkat sat across from the two, crossing his legs and leaning back on a rock.

"Alright we're sitting. Start." Tavros nodded and let his Karkat's hand go, instead draping an arm lazily around his bare shoulders.

"Well...it all started like this..."