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Pepsi or Faygo {GamzeexTroll!Reader}

Note: Pepsi is your Faygo in this fic.(Sorry if you dont like Pepsi cx)

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You'd lost track of how many days had gone by. Had it been months? Years? Or just merely a few hours? You didn't know anymore. The memory of your dying day was a little blurry, but you could kind of make it out. However, that is a story for a another occasion. There were hundreds of other yous in the dream bubbles from countless failed sessions in alternate timelines. Some were God tiers, some were still wearing the outfit that you had donned the day you entered the session, meaning that you didn't get a change to advance before everything went to shit. There were some that were reunited with the friends from their own time lines and others that have probably been searching for them since they arrived. You, sadly, fit into the latter category. You'd be satisfied with finding a more understanding alternate Eridan, or a evil-gone-good Vriska or even a kind and happy-at-last Karkat, but there was one person that couldn't simply be replaced by some alternate version of himself.

Gamzee. Your dear, sweet, precious Matesprit. You weren't Matesprits for long, considering the amount of time between your confession and your passing, but you had known each other for sweeps before you and your friends played SCRUB. Upon remembering your days in Alternia, the scenery of the bubbles changed. All at once, you were back at your hive by the beach. In an ironic twist of fate, you were really far from Gamzee's own beach house hive, almost 7 hours away on foot, actually. You remembered how you would ride your lusus to his hive often, and how you'd spend the day there, sleeping soundly beside him. Most people would've thought that sleeping in the same recooperacoon with someone in none of your concupiscent quadrants was unusual, but you were both chill about it, and even had the courage to embrace each other while you slept. The scene shifted again and suddenly you were in Gamzee's hive. You groan in annoyance as you try to think of something else, but to no avail. You have no choice but to revel in Gamzee's pig sty of a room. You sighed, stood up, and walked around, occasionally kicking bottles of Faygo and Pepsi(that you or may not have left on the floors of his hive carelessly, oops). You wondered around, reveling in the memory of the good old days, trying your best to hold back your tears. You have long since come to terms that you were most likely going to spend eternity looking for your Gamzee. If by some twist of fate, you were to find him, you'd probably pass him by thinking he was another impostor. You sighed and walked out the front door, heading to the beach. The waves rolled in calmly, the dark golden sand slightly sinking under you as you made your way to the shore. You looked around, blank eyes taking in the scenery that had thought to have been forgotten after all this time. The dark blue water was compelling you to take a dip, but you had to refuse.

"It's a nice memory, ain't it, sis?"

You jumped at the sound of the familiar voice. He always managed to sneak up on you, even in death apparently. You growled and turned around to look at him. You were about to tell this clown to shove off, until you saw his eyes.

They weren't blank, like they would be if he were dead. They were normal, in fact, they were starting to fill in with his purple, which meant he's been alive for a while after your passing, assuming that this was your Gamzee. He had three scars, running diagonally across his handsome face, and he had bullet holes all over his torso. Maybe he didn't know he was dead?

Either way, you supposed it was time to try to find out if he was your Gamzee. And what simpler way to do that than the super secret question you both had thought of in case one of you found themselves searching for the other in the dream bubbles.

"Would you like some Pepsi or some Faygo?"

To which he'd respond......

"Nah, sis. Unless you let me taste your wicked elixir off your lips, I'd much rather prefer some motherfucking Faygo."

You smiled the widest smile possible, and you were afraid your face would split in two.

"Gamzee....finally."

You spoke quietly, almost afraid that he would wake up and leave again.
He smiled fondly and pulled you in for a hug, his cod piece pressing uncomfortably against your abdomen, but you didn't really care. You'd found each other. You returned the warm embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly.

You've missed this clown.