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[ he almost wants to argue that she shouldn't blame herself, but he stops. they can fight over whose fault it was or wasn't forever. because no matter how many times they assure each other that it was both a shared responsibility as well as a string of events none of them could have predicted, they're going to quietly claim to be the one most as fault.

but telling her she shouldn't blame herself won't do any good, because it won't stop her from doing it. ]

Getting this right won't make up for our past fuck ups, but... it'll be nice to know create future ones.

Yeah.

[There's not much to say other than that. She pauses.]

. . . it will be good to get Jade out of there and get back to that silly island.

It is really important that we make her a peanut butter and spaghetti dish when we rescue her.

[ he does not. explain why. it just is? ]

[She laughs a little. Okay, Karkat, sure.]

Is the peanut butter a sauce?

It is apparently a type of spread, but I was basically challenged by her to make the two compatible. So that's what we're going to do.

[ that's not quite what happened, but it's what it felt like. ]

That will be hard to do when we are running around in the woods! But we will try our best.

Our lack of resources or use of a fully functional kitchen should not get in the way of our plans, Terezi. You should know this.

How are you going to boil the noodles, Karkat?

Obviously I will go find someone who has noodling boiling powers, Terezi.

[ because certainly, there is someone around with that magical skill. ]

That would be a very specific and not very useful power.

Except it would be the most useful thing on the goddamn planet to me right now, so I disagree.

We still have to break Jade out before we can cook her noodles. Using a hypothetical power which you have just assumed someone here has.

Well, we are most definitely going to do that, and then the three of us are going to have the best fucking noodles to have ever been brought into non-paradox space.

With peanut butter, which is a spread, not a sauce.

Oh, as if you could make something better, Pyrope.

I am merely relaying what you told me, Karkat!

[Though, maybe if you thinned it out . . . but with what? Water? The blood of your enemies?]

This is why we need to get creative. Cooking is an experience, Terezi, and only people with the skill can create a sauce out of a spread.

I am pretty sure you made that up on the spot! But all right.

[ he sits up. ]

Terezi, I am goddamn shocked that you do not trust me.

[ . . . man, this would be a good place to lie. Well, it is also not a bad place to tell the truth.]

I trust you with some things. Noodles are not one of them.

You have not actually eaten any of my noodles yet. This lack of trust is undeserved.

[ it really isn't. ]

[Unrepentantly:]

Whoops.

You are not going to get to eat any of them at this rate, you know. You are slowly edging towards of my list of people who are banned from noodles.

[ so far, dirk is on it, but he isn't going to say that. ]

[In a monotone:]

That is very sad. I desperately want to eat your noodles.

[ . . . then she quickly rolls out of the way of the LIE RAIN that is about to fall.]

Terezi where are yo-- YOU NUB FUCK.

[ it takes him several seconds too many to realize why exactly she would attempt to move, and by then he's already getting a face full of water. ]

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