It's Just A Story

by EridansLoveBug

Emma Johnson, a human girl, is a good friend to the Beta kids. After their sburb experiences, Rose begins to tell Emma their story. Em wants to know more, so she's given one of the troll's chumhandle's, as a joke It's Eridan's. The two might end up having some flushed feelings for the other. But what happens when the story doesn't end like it should? It IS just a story... Right...?

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Ok! So I'm reeeaaally new to this website! So if I do something wrong, then pleeeaaase tell me! I would love all the help I can get! :3

"Then what!" I said smiling; I was so excited that if I had dog ears they would be perked up like idiots. I rested my chin in my hands, as my elbows were on Rose's counter. She shrugged and took another sip of her coffee.

"I think that's enough "story time" for today…"

"Aaaaaaawwwww! But, Rosieee that was SUCH a good part!" I complained whilst flopping all over, the previous said mentioned counter. She just smirked and grabbed both of our coffee mugs in the sink. I groaned. "I'm finally able to get ya to tell me your story of playing sburb…." I grumbled to myself. She just turned back around, and gave me THE LOOK, as I flashed out the full on puppy eyes, with a little pout mixed in. Rose just rolled her eyes, darn it. "Can you at least tell me a bit more about the trolls?"

"You ask me that every single time." She said exasperatedly.

"But they're innnnterestiiiiiiiing!" I wined back. She huffed, sitting down across from me.

"Fine. I'll give you one of their chumhandles, just so you'll stop bugging me." My pretend puppy ears were back up again. She popped open a drawer for a pen, thought for a moment, then scribbled down a handle on her notepad. Ripping out the page, and handed the paper to me. I hopped up, shoved the paper in my pocket, and grabbed my jacket; which was wrapped around the back of my chair. Rose looked at me amused, and smirking, as if she had a really funny trick up her sleeve.

"Well, I'm gonna head home! Auntie's probably waiting!" I said over my shoulder cheerily, that was a lie. And she knew it. My Aunt hadn't given a shit about me since the day I was accepted into her home, at age 10. From then on I had fended for myself, staying over at friend's houses, more than half the time, you know the regular. But hey! Because of that I had met, and become good friends with Rose, Jade, and John. So all in all, I didn't let my head get down, it just didn't seem justified.

I skipped home, after rushing out of Rose's abode. Still wondering about that one chumhandle on that silly little paper, in my pocket…