What's going on? I'm writing again? Huh? It seems as if I came back from the dead to write a lovely story for y'all! This is a Meenah/Karkat story and also a mermaid AU. Please, enjoy my readers. Enjoy.
(I shall be adding more characters as the chapters progress, no this is not a GamKar story. Sorry!)
Chapter One
The short boy who wore sweatshirts by the beach and had shoulders so slumped, you'd think he was holding the world on them did not enjoy his life. It couldn't be that bad, I mean, he had a family, a house, friends, and a promising career, but what of that mattered if he could hardly bear the present?
Wait, friends? Why yes, of course. If you'd count the only other person in the universe who could stand his company a "friend" then yes, he had a friend. The stoner clown who rambled about "miracles" and got distracted by his own head was everyone's number one candidate for a best friend, right?!
"Shut the fuck up, Gamzee, I'm not in the mood." Karkat growled.
"Aww bro, you ain't ever in the mood for miracles." Gamzee smiled lethargically. "You need to embrace the miracles, brother, embrace them and accept them as your own."
"What the ever-loving fuck does that even mean?"
"Whatever you motherfucking want it to mean, Karbro." Alright, so Gamzee Makara might be the only person he knew to somehow incorporate either 'bro' or 'motherfucker' into each and every sentence. And an amazing feat at that, it was also his only useful talent.
"Okay, but I really think you are missing the point here, see I was trying to tell you that I don't fucking ca-"
"SHH!" Gamzee hissed, covering Karkat's mouth with a bony hand. "It's Tavbro, be cool. Be motherfucking cool."
Karkat bit down on Gamzee's hand aggressively, making him pull away with a small yelp. "I am the motherfucking coolest person at this table, why don't you be cool instead of ogling over him like some sad puppy dog."
"I ain't ogling Tavbro, just admiring his miracles." He rested his head in his hands, a dreamy look crossing over his features. "That boy has the most motherfucking sparkle I have ever seen in a person."
"What the fuck?" Karkat nearly laughed, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "You're insane. You're batshit insane."
Gamzee waved drunkenly at Tavros, catching the shy boy's eye.
"No, fucking stop that you asshole clown." Karkat grimaced. "Oh great, now he's looking at us way to go, Gamzee."
Surprisingly, Tavros waved back, a slight blush dusting his cheeks as he looked down at his shoes. Jade, a tall girl with huge glasses, tugged on Tavros' arm, sending a fleeting glance at the two.
"Heyyyy, Tavbro!" Gamzee called across the cafeteria. "Come sit with us!"
"What the fuck are you doing? You're not seriously asking them to sit with us?" Karkat gaped incredulously, eyebrows raised in surprise.
"Why not? I mean, they aren't bad bros and Tav is motherfucking adorable, so yeah. Yeah I did ask them to sit with us."
"Uh… Hi Gamzee." Tavros blushed again, walking over to the pair with Jade gripping at his arm like a vice. "So can we…?"
"Sure, bro!" Gamzee smiled, patting the seat next to him. "Pull up a chair."
"I'm assuming that invitation was extended to me, as well! Hello Gamzee." Jade released Tavros' arm and plopped down on the other side of him, across the table from Karkat. "And hey Karkat…"
Karkat grunted in response, returning his attention to his forgotten lunch.
Jade mouth twitched down, "I said, HEY KARKAT."
"Yeah, wow congrats you know how to greet someone." Karkat sent her a look filled with hatred. "Would you like a medal?"
She sighed, "No, but you could learn to be a little bit nicer!"
"Why?"
"Because you're being extremely rude to me right now," she huffed. "And whenever I try to talk to you, you do the same thing."
"WOW, okay. I'm so fucking sorry that we are on different levels of humor. Would you like a dictionary in addition to your medal? How about you look up the word 'sarcasm' first?"
Jade bared her teeth, "You are an asshole! Stop being such a fuckass, fuckass!"
Karkat glared at her and she glared right back. It was in intense glaring duel, whoever broke the concentrated stream of hate would just hatesplode from all of the utter loathing.
"Yooooooo." Gamzee waved his hand between them. "How's my miracle family doing? Brother, sister? You okay?"
"Fucking fine." Jade snapped, "I'm going to go eat my lunch elsewhere because some people are not civil enough to handle being mature adults!"
"At least I'm not a pathetic baby who can't handle my own problems!" Karkat screamed after Jade before glaring his salad down like it was the merciless god who had cause the problem itself.
"Uh…" Tavros tugged on his shirt collar, "I um…"
"Yeah bro…" Gamzee said sadly, "I get what you mean. Go on and sit with your motherfucking sister-pal."
Tavros stood quickly, knocking his legs on the chair as he nearly ran away from the situation, "Bye Gamzee and… uh… Karkat."
"Bye Tavbro." Gamzee said, waving sadly at his back.
Karkat stopped glaring at his salad to offer a sympathetic glance at the stoner, but lo and behold—it looked as if he was already over it! He was smiling happily and gazing dreamily across the cafeteria at the table that Tavros had taken a new seat in.
"Siiiiiigh." Karkat bit his lip, "I guess you don't need an apology then?"
Gamzee ignored him, mouth only stretching up further.
"Alright, perfect."
"Yo bro, hop on up and let me whisk you into a miracle world." Gamzee said lazily.
"I still don't know how it's legal for you to drive this thing." Karkat mumbled under his breath.
"Chill, it's only a little scooter, bro."
"You mean your bedazzled purple death bike with an engine?"
"Yea." Gamzee shrugged, "Just get the motherfuck on, I wanna show you something miraculous."
"No, Gamzee, I'm so fucking exhausted I could sleep through a parade of screaming children with candy and fireworks."
"Wow bro, even your miracle metaphors are getting tired." Gamzee gazed solemnly at Karkat, handing him a helmet.
"Yeah, can you just drop me off at home? I'm really not in the mood for anything right now."
"Awww…" He pouted, "Come on Karbro, it'll only take a few minutes."
Damn Gamzee and his stupid fucking sad face. "Fine." Karkat jammed the helmet onto his head. "Ten minutes."
Fifteen minutes later, Karkat was pissed off and sunburned.
"Jesus you fucking douchebag, at lease tell me where we're going." Karkat yelled over the wind blowing on his face. "And slow the fuck down; we'll be road-paste if you don't stop drive ninety on a forty road!"
"MIRACLE ROAD BRO!" Gamzee screamed, "JUST GOTTA KEEP GOING FASTER."
"SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!" Karkat screamed back. "I don't want to die tonight!"
Gamzee screeched his motorcycle to a stop in front of a small cliff overlooking the ocean, "We're here!"
"Shit man, you didn't need to throw me off my seat." Karkat muttered, pulling the helmet off of his head. His dark hair popped out in stark contrast to his pale skin, even though they lived right near the beach. Seriously Karkat, he really needed to get out more instead of moping around his room watching shitty romcoms. They're not shitty, you dickwhore! Yes they are Karkat, don't deny it. Oh shut up! You must admit that you couldn't stop talking about How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days for a month. Cram it, shitstain. You're breaking the fourth wall! Anyway…
"Sorry bro, I was just really motherfuckin' excited all up in here." Gamzee pointed to his head, smiling lazily.
"It's okay, assbutt, just don't do it on the way back." He grumbled.
"C'mere." Gamzee held out his hand. "I gotta show you the miracles."
"What miracles? I've seen the ocean enough times from my window. I don't need a closer look."
"But get this bro!" Gamzee wailed, "Mermaids!"
"Shut the fuck up, you hallucinogenic clown." Karkat hissed, "I can't believe you dragged me all the way out here for your made up bullshit."
"No!" Gamzee pleaded, "Please stay, bro! It's not made up, I promise!"
Maybe it was the desperation in his voice, maybe it was the sad face again, or maybe it was the thought that Gamzee was actually telling the truth, but Karkat stayed.
Four hours later, he was still watching the waves crash against large rocks and fading in and out of consciousness against Gamzee's shoulder. No mermaids in sight. Fuck you, Gamzee Makara. Fuck you and your dumb drugs.
"Karbro…" Gamzee whispered, voice filled with urgency, "Karbro, look!"
"Wha…?" Karkat rubbed his eyes, blinking at the sun that was starting to dip below the horizon.
"There it is…" Gamzee pointed towards a spot in the water that had become afflicted by the sun's rays. "There is the miracle."
"Shut up, there's nothing there." Karkat closed his eyes again, burrowing back into Gamzee's side.
"Karbro!" Gamzee shook the small boy, "Look!"
"What?" He hissed, "I told you there's nothing there, so shut the f—" Was that a fin?
"Did you see it?" Gamzee said again. "It was there, for real!"
"I… Yeah…" Karkat blinked a few times, "I think I saw it."
"Look closer this time." Gamzee held up his hand again. "It's pink and I think it's got black hair, too."
Karkat squinted in the light and—there it was again! "Are you sure it's not just the light?"
"I'm sure!" Gamzee whined, "It's a mermaid, I swear!"
"Okay." Karkat muttered. The two sat on the ground for a little longer. The mermaid-fish-dolphin-thing didn't appear again.
"Let's head back now."
"Okay." Karkat said quietly. "Are you sure it was a mermaid?"
"Never been more motherfucking sure."
Thought Karkat wanted to deny it more than anything, he was quite sure he saw it too. God, he hoped it was just Gamzee's weird-ass drugs that were affecting him. There was no way mermaids were real. No way at all.
