Chapter 2
Dave was also quite shy. He was only an 8 year old, what could you expect.
He hesitantly walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. An interesting tune, one may inquire. Doorbells are mysterious things, with their not-so-cheery songs.
A few moments later, a slightly older boy, maybe 12 years old, answered the door. What surprised Dave the most is how 1: his sweater was such a frightfully bright red, and 2: it was the middle of July in Houston Texas. It's hotter than the deepest depths of hell. Or maybe it is hell. Who knows.
"Greetings! I'm Kankri Vantas. We just moved here fro-"
"Y-yeah, um... I'm Dave. My bro told me to uh, come over and say hi. I'm 8, by the way." Dave nervously exclaimed.
"Oh, how delightful! I have a little brother, Karkat, who is also 8! I think he is a little grumpy and might not want to play today. I will alert him of your visitation, though!"
And he closed the door.
Dave hated to admit it, but he was a little disappointed.
He wanted a friend to show his collection of dead animals to, and to listen to music with him! It wasn't fair, truly. Dave was a nice kid. No one is really sure why he never really made friends until junior high.
But none the less, Dave knew the pizza man would be arriving soon, and that he needed to be inside before Bro got to all of the pizza. Bro had the tendency to do that, to leave Dave with nearly nothing. But that was a different story.
Dave got home just in time. He grabbed a slice of pizza, went up to his room, and sat on the roof outside his window to look at the stars. He was pointing out all the different signs and constellations in his head, even naming a particularly green-looking star the "Green Sun".
It was not until he heard a squeak from the opposite window that his attention was divided. Who shall have the audacity to disturb such a peaceful and content child?
"H-hello? Is anyone there?" Dave was sure that it wasn't some bird who squeaked, but a human. Perhaps from the 8 year old boy Kankan or something was talking about?
"My name's Dave, by the way. I hope I'm talking to another person, and not to myself. You know, It's a lot cooler on the roof. Just climb out the window!"
And with that, the boy next door was on the roof.