GamTav Fanfiction, Part 2

     Tavros woke up. He began to panic, as he realized he wasn't in his own hive. His face was sore, and a strange scent rose to his nostriles. Then he remembered, Gamzee had invited him over to his hive. He had fell and scratched his face, and Gamzee had brought him back to conciousness. This still didn't explain the smell. Tavros looked around, but he could not identify it's source.
     Suddenly a the sound of footsteps split the air. It was right behind him. Tavros turned as far around as he could, and saw Gamzee, his makeup replaced, carrying two of his own slime pies and a large bottle of faygo. He placed one of the pies on Tavros's lap. "Eat up," he said, "There isn't much else to have for breakfast."
     "Uh... No thanks," Tavros said, "I don't want any slime pie."
     "Just try it, bro." Gamzee said, and Tavros thought he sounded a bit offended, "You'll love them. They taste like motherfucking miricals."
     Tavros was handed a fork. Well, thought Tavros, If Gamzee eats them, they must be good, right? He took a bite. Nothing happened. He thought slime was bad for you. How can something so bad taste so good? It had a jelly like consistancy, and tasted like what the humans call limes and milk. Before he knew it, the whole pie and half of the faygo was gone.
     "So," Gamzee said with a smile, "Was it good?"
     "It was, uh... Great." Tavros said, reflecting Gamzee's emotions on his own face.
     Suddenly Gamzee's computer flashed with two grey circles, with tails that could suggest they were orbiting each other. "Ugh. Karkat. I guess I have to answer him," Gamzee said. "You go and explore. I'll see what he wants." Gamzee pulled up a chair to his computer and Tavros did as he suggested, explore the hive.
     First he went to the pile of horns. As the wheel of Tavros's wheel chair ran one over, it made a distinct honk sound, scaring him and causing him to yelp. He backed up, and went to investagate the juggling pins instead. They were heavy on the larger end, as though someone had put a weight in it. As Tavros made his way to the unicycle, he stopped as the odd scent from this morning appeared again. When he continued moving, the smell grew more fragrent and was no doubt coming from Gamzee's slime filled hive. Or, more precisly, from behind it.
     Tavros looked behind the hive, and to his horror, that is where the smell was coming from.
     There, behind the hive, was a grey metal pail. It carried the smell of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. "GAMZEE!!!" Tavros screamed, "GAMZEE!!!"
     Gamzee dashed in with his juggling pins at what Tavros could have swore was the speed of light. "WHAT THE- Oh, you're fine." Gamzee said, dropping the pins and relaxing his insanely tensed body. "What? Why did you scream like that?"
     Tavros couldn't even speak anymore, so he just pointed at the bucket. "What is that?" He eventually choked out faintly. Gamzee looked and seemed just as suprised as Tavros.
     "I... Uhh...I don't... Where did..." Gamzee's voice shook, and there was a strange sadness in it. "I don't know." He finally said, "I really don't"