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Chapter 1

In the few times Dave Strider has been in contact with the police, nothing good has happened. Considering the amount of illegal shit he has done throughout his life, the three close calls are a heaven sent. Today, he has the pleasure of working with the police on purpose for crowd control and management, leaving him to constantly check between his brother, the police walkie talkie, and his old friend and ex-girlfriend Jade from his years in college.

While he was there as a twinkish dipshit art student, she had been there studying physics and quantum mechanics. He had no idea what the fuck quantum mechanics were then, or now, and was just silently glad she had never come back from her private island to rearrange is atoms.

He had contacted all of his trustworthy friends to come to this event, or help him by filming and posting what happens. That is, everyone accepts Karkat. To the bottom of his little chicken heart, he wished Karkat was here with him, shouting in shrill tones about the integrity of the stage and how it most certainly would not pass OSHA guidelines. He’d probably say he should double check everything one more time, maybe rehearse this once, tell Dave he was a bludgeoning idiot for even thinking of doing this in the first place. Dave thinks he would say all of this, but would still be holding his hand before he went on stage. That is, if he were here. But he wasn’t.

His entire body felt raw with guilt, although he genuinely believed this was the best thing for him to do. He knew how badly this could go down. If he stands even a little too far to the left, or if he sends the signal a second too early it would ruin everything. His whole career, everything he had built for himself, his reputation, his life could be over in seconds. Dave refused to make Karkat watch him crash and burn like that. It just felt immoral and wrong. He would rather die than cause that insufferable gray smurf any emotional damage.

So, instead of his shaking hands being held by his favorite tasmanian devil of a man, Dave sits a miscellaneous crate massaging his temple with his head in his hands, his brother looms over him.

“I feel like I should say something, but I’ve said this from the beginning: this is kinda fuckin stupid Dave.” His brother said, with the sympathy of a brick wall.

Dave’s head shot up to look at him, almost offended, before they both looked away and closed their mouths.

“It’s stupid, but it clearly means something to you.” Dirk sighed, his arms crossed as he looked away, “That and at this point? I doubt anything bad will happen. You got the feds in on it, so however the crowd reacts you’ll be safe. You got the backdrop so if something goes over your head it won’t hit that building, or a pedestrian, or a window, or whatever the fuck is housed through that window. Kanaya was fucking ruthless with the fit, genuinely some of the most fire shit I’ve ever seen you wear-” “Fuck you.” “And we both know the music is good, it would be a personal offense to the Strider name if you were dog shit.”

“Yall wouldn’t take my membership card for Strider related goods and or privileges right?” Dave asked, his voice was a little rough.

“I think I just might.” Dirk said, “You got five minutes, but since stage production really isn't a thing you can just go whenever you want.”

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This is a preview of the first chapter of my new fic “The Rise comes before the fall”.

This of corse, is a more serious take on its predecessor, which is tagged to this as a series, but is mostly just smut, art and porn.

I have big plans with this fic though. Hopefully the first chapter has led it out with a bang. ;)

(this is also my first post on tumblr so idk how to format this well/at all)

#homestuck #dave strider #hs karkat #karkat vantas #davekat #happy birthday karkat #homestuck au #homestuck fic

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