Okay, so my girlfriend and I have been working on this story for a while, we have I believe...two chapters right now! o.o he..hyeah... and well I'm actually writing it for her cuz she loves PBandJ...I go more for the whole Eri/Sol thing.

DISCLAIMER: WE DO NOT OWN HOMESTUCK.

}:(Chapter 1):{

:o(Day one to conquer)o:

The ding of the door bell sounds as Gamzee Makara enters the bakery, sweet sents of dough are caught by his nose and he grins in satisfaction. He ignores the eyes of the people as he makes his way to his every day table, where he waits for the mohawk boy to come and bring him a plate full of cupcakes, doughnut holes and chocolate brownies. He could understand why people would stare, while a man his age who came into a place like this would most likely wear a button shirt, neck tie and some hideously colored slacks yet his attire was different, his hair was messy and carried streaks of purple, his shirt had holes that he held partially closed with safety pins and his tight black skinny jeans had patches sown and words from his fans written all over. A couple of his chains clanked against eachother as he sat down, his eyes fixed on the waiters. He smiles as he spots the mohawk boy slowly making his way toward him with a tired look on his face, but some one cuts him off and tells him to return else where.

"Hi can I take your order?"

Gamzee looks at the name tag and glares back up at the waiter.

"No, go away Equi-... I want him."

Gamzee says waving his hand infront of the waiter to get rid of him, Equius's jaw drops and he walks away mumbling a few words of spite. An hour passes by before the mohawk boy can actually attend him, Gamzee sits lazily in the booth listening to his stomach growl.

"Uh...Hi...can I...uh...take your order?"

Gamzee looks up then smiles, the pink plush cheeks were even pinker as their gazes fell together. Gamzee sits up and leans over the table taking a piece of the apron into his hands and fiddling with it when he begins to speak.

"I'll have the usual...do you guys have Faygo yet?"

The mohawk boy seems to be used to the apron thing but he still pulls it out of the pot heads fingers, he clears his throat and begins to speak.

"We won't have Faygo...we're not taking requests on what we sell."

The boy words carefully so for the fifth time Makara would understand. Gamzee shrugs then plops his head down on his arms yet never breaking contact with the young boy.

"Okay...well...you wanna hang out with this mutherfucker?"

The boy blushes then looks around.

"Theres...uh...kids here sir...please watch your...uh language."

Gamzee goes wide eyed and nods throwing a couple appoligies loudly to the few people in the bakery. Once Gamzee looks back at where the waiter had been he realizes he was back at the counter handing the order to the cook.

~O~

"Sir...uh...your order..."

The mohawk boy says placing two giant plates of fresh sweets on the table, followed by a giant glass of hot chocolate with the rim covered in whip cream. Gamzee grabs the Mohawk boys arm and stops him from leaving.

"So...can we?"

The boy blushes then shakes his head.

"N-No...I'm uh...busy."

Gamzee nods slowly and pulls away, the boy begins to turn but Gamzee grabs him again.

"What's your name?"

The boy sighs.

"Tavros..."

"Oh...that's unique...I think it suits you."

Tavros blushes then turns and walks away before he can be stopped again. Gamzee's phone begins to ring so he squeezes out of the booth, he walks over to the window and answers.

"Hello?"

"Hey, fuck face, where're you at?"

"The bakery."

"Oh, cup cake boy?"

"His name...is Tavrooooos."

Gamzee whispers into the phone, in the back ground he can hear Sollux and Eridan laughing along with Karkat.

"You're on speaker just so you know, but anyways...we've got a show in two Mondays at 7."

"Okay, cool... I'll see you guys later today."

"Later lovver boy!"

Eridan screams in the back ground and a cacophani of laughter erupts. Gamzee goes red and rolls his eyes. Gamzee sits back down at his booth and writes on a napkin a message for Tavros then leaves.

"Mohawk boy, where're you at?"

Tavros turns around slowly, his eyes like flames.

"What...Vriska?"

Vriska jogs over to him with a napkin in her hand.

"Customer left you this."

She hands him the napkin then rips the apron off and throws it to the side, grabs her belongings and walks out. Tavros rolls his eyes and opens the folded napkin.

"To...Mohawk boy...my name's Gamzee."

Tavros blushes, beneath the name was a number, he rolls his eyes and throws the napkin away, although the number was already stuck seeing how he had idedentic memory. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and flips it open only to dial Aradias number.

"Hey,"

"Hi Tav, can you believe it?"

"What?"

"Dead MutherFuckers has a show in two weeks."

"And?"

"Sollux Captor. Sollux Captor!"

"O...okay..."

"You wanna come with me?"

"No...not really...can you..uh...come pick me up?"

"Oh yeah I'll be there soon!"

"Uh...thanks.."

Gamzee swings the door open, Eridan was spread across the floor gripping his Harry Potter plushie, Karkat had Solluxs arms wrapped around him as they wrestled on the ground rolling from one side to the other.

"Hey guys...I'm hooome!"

The wrestling stops and the Harry Potter movie is paused.

"Hey."

Eridan greets in his british accent, Karkat wraps his arms around Solluxs knee and plops his head down sighing.

"Wrestling again?"

"Nah, I was raping the fucker."

Karkat jokes, in a second Sollux tackled the spainard onto his back, his hands clapsed around his neck.

"You were raping me?"

Sollux leans down and forces his lips onto Karkats and bites his bottom lip breaking skin.

"Okay..."

Gamzee laughs throwing his jacket to one side then grabbing his guitar and slamming down on the couch. Eridan crawls over to Gamzee and props his elbows on the ninteen year olds legs.

"So... how'd your day with Cupcake boy go?"

"Tavros."

Gamzee corrects pushing him off, He pulls his guitar pick out from beneath his wrist band and begins to play.

"Ouch! That hurt!"

Karkat screams, a loud slap echoes through the room and a slamming sound. Gamzee turns to look at them, Sollux was holding Karkats head against the floor and slapping his ass, a huge red hand mark plastered on his left cheek.

"Harder!"

Karkat moans teasingly, Sollux glares and throws a punch.

"OUCH!"

Karkat whines and Sollux peels down his pants.

"Really guys?"

Eridan screams throwing a cushion at the two.

"I don't mind."

Gamzee chuckles putting his guitar to the side and turning on the couch. Eridan stands angrily and leaves to his room.

"That's why you're so lonely!"

"Shut up!"

Gamzee chuckles and watches as Sollux drags the pantless laughing Spainard off to their room. He turns back on the couch and stares absent mindedly at the image of Danielle Radcliff, his mind on the young waiter from Billy-Bobs Bakery. The soft chocolate eyes that seemed so timid, his voice so vulnerable that at times it cracked.

"I won't let them do it again if you don't bring another boy in this house and do what you did with the last one."

"Okay dad..."

"I don't want you to get hurt by another man because you gave him domenince, I want you to be safe and be the man that you are."

"Okay dad, I'm sorry."

"I love you Gamzee...I do."

"I-I love you too dad."

Gamzee sighs, even though he agreed to his father he wasn't able to get over the desire for the homosexual touch. He sighs and leans back in the couch lightly closing his eyes.