Author: So, I've decided to start a new story on top of the one I am currently working on. I'm Hoping it'll turn out good. Enjoy.

It Begins

It was a normal day, just like always. The humans and the trolls lived together because, well, when you win the game, you just don't know anyone in the universe you created. The humans and the trolls didn't know if the new race was naturally hostile, naturally good, or naturally half 'n half, so they decided it would be best if they stuck together.

Upon entering their new universe, their Godhead separated from their mortal bodies to become the gods of that universe, leaving them to live their lives as mortal beings. This, of course, pissed everyone off because they thought they deserved immortality after all the shit they were put through in the game.

Earth had once again been relocated into a stable orbit around a star similar to its original sun. All of the creatures that evolved on the planet were strikingly similar to the humans—so similar, that unless looked closely upon, as in the fingerprints, you would never notice a difference. Never. This meant that the eight humans could roam around freely as they pleased. The remaining trolls, however, could not without getting frightened looks from everyone because of their horns.

John and Jane had been reunited with their father, and though being biological mother and son, lived together with him as brother and sister.

The same can be said for Dirk and Dave. They were reunited with Dave's bro and Dirk's Bro, who, though being biological father and son, lived together as brothers while continuing to raise their biological son/father as brothers. Dave and Dirk continued their lives as brothers, though they were biological father and son. Confused yet?

Rose and Roxy were reunited with their moms. The two of them, though being biological mother and daughter, raised their biological mother/daughter as daughters. Roxy and Rose, though biological mother and daughter, lived together as siblings.

Jade and Jake were reunited with Grandpa Harley and Grandma. Though the two of them being biological father and daughter, they raised the two biological father and daughter as brother and sister. They also acted as their parents. Jade and Jake, though being biological father and daughter, lived together with their biological father/daughter as siblings. How about now?

Nana Egbert and Poppop, though being biological father and daughter, acted as Grandpa Harley's, Grandma's and Dad's parents, as well as Jade's, John's, Jake's and Jane's grandparents.

And all was peaceful in the families.

Yet, we still do not know about the remaining trolls.

What about them?

Well, I was about to talk about them until you interrupted.

Oh, sorry.

Uh huh.

Now, the trolls were never reunited with their lusii or dancestors, mainly because their lusii were completely obliterated and had no souls to reap from the outer ring, and their dancestors were dead for far too long. Therefore, in order not to be hunted down or ridiculed by this new human-like species they had all created, they took up residence with the humans. Karkat and Gamzee took up residence with John and Jane. Terezi took up residence with Dirk and Dave. Aradia stayed in the furthest ring. Sollux decided to stay with Jade and Jake, because Jade was the most tolerable to him, and Kanaya took up residence with Rose and Roxy, mainly because of her matespritship with Rose.

However, there was a problem with this. None of the guardians have ever seen a troll before, and were most likely to freak the fuck out if they happened to see, say Kanaya and Rose, or Karkat and John (yes, they are in a stable, "active" matespritship) making out. Therefore, the humans came up with a plan. They would use makeup and human clothing to disguise the trolls as humans, or whatever the new species is called and it was all successful, until one day, when John woke up…

This brings us back to "It was a normal day, just like always." John's alarm woke him up, telling him that it was time to get ready for school. He liked school in this universe exceptionally more than in his old universe because the kids here were nicer. They were all more than happy to help out.

He went into the bathroom and stripped down to take a shower. After getting out he wiped off the mirror to shave, brush his teeth, and comb his hair when he saw something in the mirror. Well…he didn't actually notice something more as to think there was something different about his appearance. He scans over his face. He runs his hands around to feel for any difference. He does this with his chest, back, legs, and other areas as well. Nothing. He must be imagining things.

After he gets out of the bathroom he goes down to the kitchen where Jane sits at the table eating breakfast made by their father: homemade biscuits and gravy. This was the one thing that John actually enjoyed eating that his father made because it wasn't Betty Crocker's recipe, until he found out that Betty Crocker was his adoptive great-grandmother and that she came up with the recipe, which was passed down the generations. Then he detested them just like everything else that came out of an oven.

He grabs his lunch that Dad had packed for him and begins to head out to his truck when his dad speaks up, "John, are your eyes bloodshot?"

"Uh, no. I don't think they are." He walks into another bathroom just off the kitchen and looks in the mirror. Sure enough, his father was right. His eyes were bloodshot. "What the—" he mutters to himself.

"It appears that they are." He calls out.

"Please don't tell me you're coming down with the same thing as Karkat," his father says. Karkat had recently come down with a case of the flu, so he wasn't going to school today. Gamzee had told them that he would stay home and take care of his rekindled moirail while so everyone else can go to school and work. He thought it would give him and Karkat enough time to fully get back into their dedicated moirailship.

"Dad, I can't catch what Karkat has," John says.

"Why not?"

"Well…uh…I got my flu shot a couple months ago."

"Uh huh. Of course you did."

"I did."

"Okay. Just go to school already."

"What about me," Jane pipes up.

"John, take Jane to school."

"Okay. Jane, come on. I'm not waiting."

"John, I haven't even finished breakfast," Jane complains as she gets up and rushes out to the truck with John.

"It's Betty Crocker. You'd be better off without it," John says back to her.

"Whatever. Just drive already," Jane replies as she buckles in. John doesn't bother to put on his belt. This is a first. "John, aren't you going to put your belt on?"

"No, why?"

"Because you always do. To you, safety is numéro un, as you always say. Seriously, that gets to me too. Why don't you say it right: numero uno."

"Numéro un is French, not Spanish. And I don't know why I'm not wearing my seat belt. I just feel like I don't need it. I don't know how to describe it, but I feel…tougher."

"Tougher? Just last night you got a paper cut and cried until Dad reassured you you were going to live! You don't just go from that to 'tougher' in one night."

"Like I said, I don't know how to describe it."

At school Rose and Kanaya met with John and Jane at the door. Upon seeing John they automatically tilted their heads as if they were freaked out about something. "Uh, John," Kanaya says, "are you feeling well?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, it's just…it's…I don't know how to tell you this…but…"

"John, what Kanaya is trying to say is…well…your eyes…"

"I know. They're bloodshot. I don't know what's happening. Karkat has some weird troll disease and now Dad is worried I'm getting it too."

Jane walks in front of John and looks at his eyes. "John, your eyes are more than just bloodshot now."

"What?"

"Rose, hand him your mirror," Kanaya says.

Rose hands John the small mirror in her makeup bag. He looks at his eyes and stares in horror. The whites were no longer whites. They were a pale orange surrounding what used to be completely blue irises. His irises had developed small red rings around them with a slightly deeper shade reaching in toward his pupils. "Kanaya, what's happening to me?"

"I don't know. Just because I'm a troll and I've studied your race doesn't mean that know everything about it. I can't just snap my fingers and all the answers will appear—"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it: you don't know. I was just wondering if you would know something. Rose?"

"I don't know what's wrong either, John."

"Damn it. I don't want anyone to see me like this."

"John, it's okay," Jane says. We'll just use some of the makeup that we use on the trolls to color your eyes just like we do to theirs. It's no big deal."

"But you must be warned, John," Kanaya begins, "it does feel a little uncomfortable the first couple of times."

"I don't care. Make me up."