You walk to Kankri's beat up old car that you're father ever so gracefully gave to Kankri as a wriggling day gift. It was you're dad's old car, He Used to be in a lot of riots and protests against troll Oppression. That was you dad's reasoning for why the car was so beat up, which does NOT at all explain why it's so fucking trashed you always theorized that you're Dad got so mad that he tried to run somebody over.

As you hop in the passenger side and take a seat you notice the some of details of the car.
The car itself was red but the paint was pealing off making it have very noticeable white Blotches. Then the back seats were torn up to high hell! When you and kankri where kids you and him would hide things in the wholes of the Cushions in which some things would occasionally stab you both in the butts. You where pretty sure one of kankris friends shoved a pocket knife in one of the wholes to make himself look bad ass or some idiotic shit like that. Though you didn't have Enough give a damns to go through cotton to find it.
On the rearview it had some of those weird smelly tags things, though the tree smell tag could not mask the smell of dust, teenagers and molding grub sauce stains that seem to incase the car.

Karkat: THIS IS FUCKING GROSS, AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE THE CLEAN ONE OR SOMETHING I AM AFRAID OF GETTING SOME SORT OF FUCKING UNKNOWN FUNGAL INFECTION UP MY ASS!
Kankri: Y9u kn9w that insensitive t9 pe9ple  wh9 d9 have TW# fungal infecti9n's. and I can't 6elieve  y9u w9uld say s9mething like that and as a matter 9f fact I plan 9n getting the car fixed s99n. 6ut lets get 6ack 9n track 9n h9w saying TW# fungal infecti9n's going up you're bottom of the body-
Karkat: OH LOOK! THERE'S SCHOOL AS FUN AS TALKING ABOUT MUSHROOMS IS, I THINK WE SHOULDN'T BE LATE!
Kankri: 6ut-
Karkat: AW SHUCKS IS THAT THE BELL? OH YIP FUCKING DIDY I GOT TO GET GOING SEE YA!
Kankri: Ah- uh- WE WILL FINISH THIS C9NVERSATI9N!
Karkat: BYE!