disclaimer: I do not own Homestuck.
notes:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,VIENNA . Well, late birthday. I wrote this pretty late, actually not very late at all. And my parents are telling me to go to bed, but I wanted to publish this first.
I get all sorts of nervous when I publish my first story for a fandom, especially a fandom like this- in which the storyline confuses me, but captivates me at the same time.
I think I suck at humor, but I really did try. And I hope that you and other readers out there love it.
extra notes: thank you cake-error, for making me discover my careless mistake. I'm still headdesking myself for that. I still blame the fever medication.

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stumbling
— he's a cool guy, really.

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YOUR NAME IS DAVE.

And you're an idiot, a cool, suave idiot who has fallen in some weird sort of love with this really naïve, but clever girl (whose obsessed with this 'furry fandom' shit and nuclear physics), but whatever.

You're too cool to care.

You're Dave Strider and you're in love with Jade Harley.

(oh shit.)

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YOUR NAME IS JADE.

And you were sort of taking to Dave again, (the one who always makes you think of Davey Jones except not really), and you find to be pretty cool. He's really nice, even though people don't expect him to be that nice, he is. He's just really cool about it.

But you were actually talking to Rose whose talking to John whose talking to Dave whose talking to you and somehow this thing isn't making any sense, but you're thoughts are like that. Not like Rose's order, but a bit more abstract and out there- more open to idea and much more creative due to that constant dreaming, which is why nuclear physics comes to you faster. At least, that's what you think.

And you don't really know what you lot were actually talking about- it was just stuff. A bit timey-wimey for Rose's liking, but it was fun.

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YOUR NAME IS DAVE.

And you're talking to a girl who's talking through two other people to converse with you. This is frustrating.

Really.

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YOUR NAME IS JADE.

And you're taking a nap.

Please do not disturb.

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YOUR NAME IS DAVE.

And you're pretty fucking annoyed now. At least you have your music and just listen to recorded mixes of your jams, while you wait for her to wake up.

Because you like her.

This chick is an artist of sorts, all wild, imaginative and free. With really, really pretty green eyes that are the exact one-of-a-kind shade of green. And really elegant dark hair, but she's really real- despite aristocratic looks and those glasses that she wears.

She fumbles and she's so naïve and her favorite color is green, even though you're not sure what that has to do with anything.

And then she wakes up.

And you kiss her.

Sort of.

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YOUR NAME IS JADE.

And somehow, you've gotten kissed on the tip of your nose by Dave. And he blushes and stumbles, which is very weird because he's Dave.

And for a very naïve girl, you think you get the picture.

And you kiss him on the lips.

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YOUR NAME IS DAVE.

And you're an idiot; a cool, suave idiot.

In some pretty interesting kind of love.

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fin.