"Mother? "
"..."
"Mother are you alright?"
"..."
Dear Diary,
She hasn't talked to me in days. Not since that night. Father came home after drinking with his friends. There was lots of yelling. Mother sent me to my room. She hasn't let me talk to the baby or her since then. I'm scared for them, I feel like something's wrong. -Kankri
"There you go, you can live here!"
"..."
"I think I'll name you...Karkat"
Dear Diary,
Mother threw out the doll she made. I know something's wrong. I fetched it out of the garbage bin. Its a small doll with short black hair and a fancy silk black suit. It has red button eyes. The perfect son. It was going to be a gift for the baby, but I've hid it in my room. I love him. I've named him Karkat. -Kankri
"Mother? I brought you dinner."
"..."
"So...H-how's the baby?"
"...shut-up..."
"W-what?"
"I SAID SHUT UP! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU INSOLENT BRAT!"
Dear Diary,
Mother yelled at me today. I wish she hadn't, but she at least broke her silence. Father has been out a lot. He's been drinking more than usual . He wont talk to me or mother. I talked to karkat today, he's a good listener.-kankri
"M-Mother?"
"...yes?"
"Can I-..."
"Can you what brat?! Speak up!"
"...Can I talk to the baby? Like you used to let me?"
"..."
"M-Mother?! Are you crying?"
"Get out of this kitchen immediately!"
Dear Diary,
I'm really scared for the baby. Mother has not let me talk to him since that night and every time I mention him she starts to cry. I'm worried for his well being. If something happened to him... but anyways, Karkat listens to me every night. The baby will like him.-Kankri
"Hey baby."
"..."
"Yeah its me again. I'm sorry I've been gone so long, Mother wouldn't let me talk to you, isn't that weird? But anyway what wanted to tell you was I got your doll, the one mother made for you! Isn't that great? She tried to throw it away, but I was able to get it out of the bin when no one was looking. I named him karkat so you don't have to think of a name! He's a great listener. I'm sure you two will be friends."
"..."
"Well, Mothers waking up, I have to go. Love you!"
Dear Diary,
I talked to the baby. Mother went to the hospital yesterday, and after that I talked to him while she took a nap. I told him all about karkat and how we can all play together after he comes out of mother. He didn't say anything back. He didn't even kick like he normally does when I talk to him. It's unnerving.-Kankri
"Mother, what are you doing with that book?'
"Get out of here, this is private."
"But mother, books are for reading not burning..."
"HEY! GIVE THAT BACK YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
"No!"
*SMACK*
"..."
"..."
"Put, that goddam book in the fire."
"No."
"PUT THE BOOK IN THE FIRE"
"AAAAAAAAAAAA! ALRIGHT MOTHER! PLEASE!"
Dear Diary,
Mother tried to burn a book today, It was weird. I was able to save it from the fire, but at a cost. My eye will be a bit bruised for a while but I was able to fool her into thinking I threw it back in. My hands hurt a lot as well and its kind of hard to write but I've gotten over worse burns from father. I think I'll take a little nap before reading the book though. There has been a bit to much excitement today.-Kankri