AN: For some reason I love creating parental/family fanfics involving the trolls and their Ancestors. This is just the first to actually get written. The entire idea was based on the thought of Redglare with Terezi grub on her head; even then, I never planned to turn it into... Into a FANFIC, you know? And then I thought up the first few lines of this and I was lost. I had to do it.

Please note I don't completely understand troll customs and such yet. It will take more writing before I get them down perfectly. So if anything is off, I apologize in advance; just give me a friendly note about it and in the future I'll keep it in mind. Just... don't jump all over me about it, I'm kinda new to this fandom. Also for reasons Redglare is not currently suffering any sort of disability. Mainly because if I made her blind like Terezi or unable to smell like Latula I'd later forget about it and feel foolish.

But anyways enjoy this thing which apparently takes place After Signless until I can write more, okay?

Oh.

What.

What in the name of the law is going on here?

Your name is Redglare, and these are the thoughts currently running through your mind as you attempt to look up at the grub that is currently situated on your head and is… Don't tell me she's licking your hair. No. You can't stand for this tomfoolery. You will stop this grub at once and send it back to wherever the hell it belongs.

You begin by reaching up and prying the grub from your head and moving it so as to better examine it and attempt to figure out from whence it came. The grub gives a few frightened squeaks as you flip it upside-down, but that soon turns into what sounds like… Is that the grub version of laughter? You quirk an eyebrow behind your red glasses. Most grubs would still be quaking in their boots at being flipped in such a way, but not this one. It is now waving its legs at you and giving off the very general impression of – dare you even think it – cute.

You're quite sure your cheeks have turned teal in a rather unbidden manner. You hate them for betraying you like this. This grub is absolutely not perfect, cute, adorable, or someone you'd want to be your descendant in any manner. Not at all.

It appears to be a she. Also, by looking at her body and her large eyes, she appears to be a teal blood just as you are.

Well then.

You look around curiously- perhaps her lusus was somewhere nearby and you could quickly return the poor thing- a lusus-less grub, as you well knew, would not survive long. You also knew that any smart lusus would never leave such a young charge unattended for long. What if, heaven forbid, the grub had wandered out in daytime and had been blinded by the sun? You're not sure you want to think of that option. At first glance, however, no mighty lusus appears to claim the poor grub, who is now happily wriggling in your grip and is trying to get you to tickle her stomach. You give a second, hopeful glance… What's that?

…Never mind, that is your own lusus, Pyralsprite. You entertain the thought that the grub might have a dragon lusus, too. It seems somewhat unlikely, however, considering how rare they are. You're lucky you have one, though.

It appears the grub simply does not have a present lusus, which marks her for…

You gulp.

No.

You are not allowing that you happen.

Even with your upbringing as a protector of justice, even though you know every rule calls for this grub to be culled simply for lacking a guardian, you cannot bring yourself to do it. You will not.

Because deep down inside, you care… a bit too much.

Somewhere in your thought process you had brought the grub close to your body, and she was now sleeping peacefully, ignorant of the inner turmoil in your mind. To not turn her in was to turn on the law, on the justice you fought so hard to uphold.

But to turn her in also meant turning on your own heart.

You promised yourself you would never do that again.

That you would never be such a coward ever again.

Silently, one of your hands works its way up to the sideways six and nine hanging from your neck.

And, not for the first time, you wonder if troll laws are really as just as you thought.