Pandas: So I was inspired by some friends to write some Human!Stuck / Sad!Stuck. This will be a JohnxVriskaxTavros story. I don't know myself how this is going to end. I just hope I don't end up super depressed by the end of this story.
Summary: When they were 13 she caused an accident. For three years it remained buried and untouched. Neither of them able to talk to each other. But three years later a discovery was made that changes the entire game. Things can never be the same now, but change is sometimes good.
Dislcaimer: I don't own Homestuck. Andrew Hussie does.
== BEGIN STORY
Three years ago. It's not that far into the past. Short enough that you could remember the memory crisp and clear, perhaps as though it had happened just a few seconds ago and you were merely thinking through the situation. You were thirteen, still a child just entering a new stage of life, teen years. But they were just entering that they were young and not ready for that.
It had been summer time, the last days of summer, the time where kids spent their days running around the neighborhood with friends, reminiscing what they could have done or even doing what they said they were going to do, and you were no different than any of these children.
This summer you spent most of your time with an old friend, a boy by the name of Tavros Nitram. You weren't sure why you were attracted to him. He wasn't the type of person that you necessarily liked. He was weak, stuttered a bit even, and way to easy to influence. You liked strong people who weren't easily walked on. You were a manipulator. Perhaps it was his weakness that did attract him to you. You saw potential you didn't see with most, he could do it, you knew he could and part of you wanted to be the one who made him stronger.
You had a weird friendship with him. You would push him around and manipulate him. But as cruel as you were you did care in your own way. Tavros was your Pupa. The nickname fit him and she would call him that. Despite their differences they did have a few similarities. For both of you, your current obsession being a love for Peter Pan. You loved the adventure and the idea of pirates and Tavros had a love for fairies and magical creatures. A weird balance, but the similarity filled your summer days.
A nice breeze that cooled you down when you needed it accompanied this summer afternoon. Tavros and yourself were by your usual spot, a small area filled with cliffs and rocks. Many of the kids would go down there once in a while jump around and have fun. But you and Tavros spent a lot of time here.
"Hey Pupa, why don't you try jumping off that cliff over there. You could fly, just like Peter pan." You said motioning to a taller cliff that no one had the guts to jump off of yet.
The worried look was noticeable on your companions face. "Uhh, I'm not…uh, sure about that Vriska. It… well it kind of looks dangerous." He stuttered out in his usual voice, forcing the words out. It was clear he didn't want to disappoint you but his hesitations were winning the battle.
You couldn't have this. Perhaps he wouldn't be so weak or pathetic if he jumped this cliff. The mere idea of this seemed to make him stronger. If he could triumph over than maybe he could be more confident instead of turning to that silly 'Rufio' as he called it. "C'mon Pupa if you do it I'll give you a kiss." A smirk graced your lips. Try to resist that Tavros, please try.
You could see the idea was tempting in his eyes. He just needed a little push, but you knew that he could do it. You moved closer to him and placed you lips on him giving him a kiss. "Go on Pup, you could fly, just like Peter Pan."
Tavros still looked worried but in the end he relented against you. "W-well I guess… uh I could … try." You gave him a wide grin, much to his displeasure and made our way to the tall cliff.
Standing on top a cool breeze swept by you and you glanced at your friend. "Are you ready to flyyyyyyyy Pupa?"
And fly he did, for about ten seconds.
The next part was a blur. You just knew he was at the bottom of the jump, there was red sticky blood that almost looked brown-orange when mixing with the dust and dirt. He wasn't moving. "Pupa?" You called out unsurely. This was a joke, he was playing a joke on you. But… that wasn't his style. Your face furrowed angrily instead of worried. "C-c'mon Tavros this isn't funny anymore." You growled but still no response.
And you back away the angry look never leaving your face. You do the only thing you can. You ran to get help but you never did come back to Pupa. You left him there in your usual spot, leaving him to bleed.
Why?
All to make him stronger.
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