Chapter 1
Years ago, but not so many.
Restaurante Reyes, Maple Valley.
It was a peaceful night, the stars are shinning and tonight you are going to propose to the woman you are madly in love with. Rose Lalonde is in front of you, and she is wearing a cocktail dress and her trademark black lipstick. God, you really like how she smiles, even if it is one of her cocky smiles that means trouble.
“This lobster is delicious John. I can’t believe you could afford this.”
“Now that I work as a lab assistant I can even afford all gaming consoles of the next generation. However, as a gentleman I must pay a small price for my girl.”
“Oh John, you are making me blush.”
Great, the cake is here.
“John, I doubt I can eat this much. I have a figure to keep.”
“Rose, at least try the ice cream at the top. It is delicious.”
“If you insist.”
Rose did as you said, and her spoon made a small click sound with something inside the ice cream.
“Wait a minute…”
Rose retrieves from her desert a ring with a diamond on top, and everyone around notices the scene.
“Rose Lalonde.” You starts the famous arrow to the knee. “Would you marry me?”
Rose is speechless, and everyone around is waiting for her response.
“No!”
What.
“What?” You say with a shattering sound inside your mind.
“WHAT?!” says everyone around.
“I am sorry John, but there is something I need to tell you.” Rose lets the ring she is holding fall to the ground. “I am a lesbian.”
“You are a lesbian? But… you are my girlfriend.”
You are crying and there are laughs coming from behind.
“All this time I pretended to like you to hid my homosexuality from the world, and now I am free!”
“NOOOO!!!!”
“YEEEES!!!! I LIKE LADIES WITH BIG BOOBS AND ASSES THAT I COULD EAT ON A DAILY BASIS! Also, you are kind of a fuckboy.”
“I gave you part of my life, you ungrateful bitch!”
“I will pay my part of the dinner as an independent woman, thank you.”
Rose leaves the place and you are left crying on the floor and eating the piece of cake she didn’t want to eat.
“Kanaya, that is not how it happened.” Vriska interrupts your narration.
“I am sorry, but I am only describing what Rose told me about her breakup with John.”
“Did Rose described John as a fuckboy?”
“Maybe I was reading too much into it. I am still sore about John misgendering me the first time we met.”
“Maybe it was the fact that Pesterchum doesn’t specify our gender.” Dave adds to the conversation. “I thought TZ was a dude before knowing her.”
“I mean when we met in real life.”
“Oh, you mean the time John entered the girls’ lockers at that pool? He was kinda freaked out after seeing you without underpants.”
“Has any of my friends not seen my crotch already?”
“No.”
“No.”
“Damn it.”
“Ok, John told me this story in a different way.” Vriska is going to start her own version of the story.
“You mean how he learned that Rose is into girls or how Kanaya has a…”
“Can we stop talking about that, Dave! I prefer to hear Vriska defending her boyfriend than hearing more about the mistake god did with me.”