A/N: Hey guys! I decided I'd add to the handful of Homestuck and Glee crossovers~! Soooo yeah! Post-scratch, kinda AU on the Homestuck side, set in season 3 of Glee (I can't NOT have Blaine in any of my Glee stories)
I wanted to make a list of pairings that will probably show up in this fic whether implied or whatever: John/Dave, Karkat/John, Karkat/Sollux, Gamzee/Karkat, Gamzee/Tavros, Rose/Kanaya, Sollux/Aradia, Feferi/Sollux, Vriska/Tavros, Terezi/Dave, Karkat/Terezi, Dave/Jade, John/Rose, Kurt/Blaine, Santana/Brittany, Puck/Everybody, Mike/Tina, Artie/Tina, Artie/Brittany, Rachel/Finn, Quinn/Finn
just pairings galore, guys. It's a crazy pairings cabaret.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee nor Homestuck
"Geez, Karkat! It won't be that bad I promise!" John drawled, attempting to drag his companion through the school doors.
"No! Get the hell off of me, I'm not going anywhere near your stupid, trashy, human 'school'!" he protested, trying to cover his blindingly white hair with his hoodie.
After they all returned in the alpha session and didn't have to worry about the game, it was quickly discovered that all the trolls had accommodated to human appearances and anatomy, much to the chagrin of a specific friend-leader. As the new kids were off saving the world from doom on an alternate timeline in an alternate dimension, the twelve trolls and the humans found themselves scattered in a public park of Lima, Ohio. They had all convened and Dave and Sollux were able to whip up a boon dollar to dollar converter, and with all the boons they had acclimated, none of the kids were worried about money, knowing they wouldn't have to for a long time. However, they were only all roughly 15 by time they got back to Earth, and although some of them may have looked like adults, they wouldn't be able to take care of themselves. Currently though, they had taken up the task of getting into school, trying to regain a sense of normalcy even after all the tragedy in the game.
John rolled his eyes.
"No, c'mon! School is fun!" the blue-eyes nerd pleaded. The late bell was about to ring and Karkat was still not having it inside of school.
"No!"
"If you come, I won't make you watch Con Air for the rest of the week!" John whimpered. Bargaining off Con Air was only an incentive in the most desperate of battles. It was his trump card.
Karkat perked up. Now that was a proposition he could deal with. Of course, the albino teen wouldn't give up without a fight.
"Tch, whatever. Wouldn't want these school-feeding nooksuckers reprimanding me on my first day," Karkat said as he walked into the school. John fistpumped at this small victory and trailed after him, babbling about their schedules and where they were gonna sit at lunch and which clubs should they join.
"Lookth like thomeone wath able to convinthe KK to thep inthide enemy territory," a familiar voice called, leaning up against the locker in front of the two other boys.
"Oh fuck. It's Sollux. My day has officially been ruined at the sight of your hideous face."
Sollux only grinned as he pushed himself off of the locker, his lanky figure looming over Karkat's shorter one. He mussed some of the pure white locks on Karkat's head before patting him on the cheek, nearly getting his fingers bitten off.
"Love you too, KK," Sollux said teasingly as his gaze then flickered over to John, who had been shuffling about on his feet nervously. John and Sollux had a rocky relationship. Well, the four original kids and Sollux all had a rocky relationship, seeing as Sollux didn't even care to acknowledge their existence as intelligent beings for a really long time, and wasn't so keen as to having his best friend (or moirail as they called it) snatched from under him by some alien.
He snorted and walked past the two, presumably to his first class. John only chewed his lip.
"C'mon dipshit, we better get heading to Biology."
Artie wheeled his way into the school, a few minutes prior to everyone else due to his wheelchair, and searched for his locker. As he neared it, he realized that the school had accidentally given him a top locker. Again. He groaned and set his face in his hands. He always hated his conversations with Principle Higgins, and it was always difficult to get into his office. Ever since he came to McKinley, he had been assigned top lockers, and each year he would have to wait weeks, wheeling around all of his books, for the school to change it and give him a bottom locker. This was magnificent. He was about to turn around until he nearly crashed into someone else.
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean-"
He paused when he realized that the other person was wheelchair-bound, just like him. The other boy squeaked when acknowledged.
"O-oh, no it's fine! I, uhh, d-didn't mean to, um, get in anyone's way," he said nervously, moving his hands around in what he hoped conveyed what his stutter couldn't. Artie beamed at him.
"No it's okay, really! I didn't notice you were there, uhmm…"
The other boy realized that he wasn't sure what to call him, so he jolted up and shot out his hand in a very blotchy, ungraceful movement.
"M-my name's Tavros. Uhh, Tavros Nitram," he mumbled, blushing from embarrassment. Artie took his hand and laughed.
"It's chill! Are you new here, Tavros?" he said, not paying mind to the other students surrounding them and flooding the hallways. Tavros shook his head animatedly.
"I don't really know h-how to, uhh, get to any of my classes though," he said, fumbling with fingers in his lap. Earlier when he had taken a look at his schedule, he realized that he still wasn't very good on reading Earth's alphabet and had no idea what his classes were, who he had, or where they were. Dave had only patted him on the back and told him to tell everyone that he wasn't from here, and that he was Hispanic. Which was pretty believable, since Tavros had the skin tones and physical complexion of someone of Spanish descent. He, however, didn't really understand what this meant, but he trusted Dave in a pale way so he would go with it. He suddenly regretted not shaping up on Earth's customs and languages when he was spending time in the Veil.
"Well that's okay! I'll show you! And I'll even tell you the shortcuts and wheelchair accessible routes!" Artie said, clapping him on the shoulder before wheeling away. Tavros smiled. He was warned that not everyone on Earth could be nice, but he was happy, he might already have made a friend here!
"C'mon Tavros!"
Oh no.
No, no, no, no, no.
There was no way someone of Kanaya's class and elegance was to walk amongst these cluttered and dirty hallways brushing shoulders with people she swore had no idea that pale yellows simply did not pair well with white and oh lord what was that teacher wearing? Sweater vests are so terribly out of fashion. Kanaya could feel a headache coming on as she gracefully strutted down the hallways massaging her temples. She rarely even noticed how the students seemed to part for her, or the catcalls coming from boys here and there. She looked down at her schedule, her slightly upturned, emerald eyes glancing back over the neatly folded piece of paper that had her locker number neatly scribbled across the top. She glanced up and followed the numbers until she came to hers, before putting in the correct combination and opening it.
She still had yet to receive her books, seeing as the school year only started, so her locker was barren, save for a picture of her and Rose hanging on the door. Kanaya's darkly tinted lips curled upwards as she fondly regarded the photo.
"You're new here, aren't you? Word of advice, try not to slam your locker too hard or it won't open when you want it to," a gentle voice said from beside her. Kanaya looked up and met a pair of beautiful glasz eyes. Inspecting him, she realized that unlike the rest of the population of this school, this boy obviously had a taste in fashion; nothing clashed, and everything complemented something. Kanaya sighed in relief muttering a soft "thank god".
"What? Were you expecting some paparazzi? Because with the way you dress, 'm starting to question whether you're a celebrity or not.," he said with a light laugh. Kanaya found herself smiling back.
"Well thank you. And no, I was not expecting neither pop nor rozzy. It is simply put that the inhabitants of this school have the slightest inkling on how to properly dress themselves. It is quite horrifying," she replied smoothly. "And I was thrilled to see that you were unlike the others in the fact that you have a passion for fashion. You are looking magnificent today, might I add."
Her locker partner stood, looking astounded at her for a moment before laughing. Kanaya frowned and tilted her head to the side. "Have I put the proverbial foot in my mouth?"
"No, sorry! It's just that I wasn't expecting you to compliment my wardrobe. Usually no one cares or no one likes it. I'm Kurt, by the way, Kurt Hummel," he said, holding out a perfectly manicured hand. Kanaya took it with her equally primped hand and shook it delicately. "Kanaya Maryam," she responded, closing her locker. She wished to ask why no one accepted his clothing, deeming it far superior to what their colleagues wore, but she remembered how fashion was a dwindling art form back on Alternia, so she decided to keep the comment to herself.
"You also speak like you're from late 18th century England or something," he added with a flick of his wrist. Kanaya's curt smile grew, seeing as she really didn't know how to respond to that.
"Kanaya, there you are. I thought we agreed to meet outside the school?"
The two fashionastas turned their attention to the third party. A pale girl with short blonde hair and piercing eyes that looked between lavender and light pink. She sported a black pencil skirt with her white and ruffled blouse tucked in. Simple, yet it looked absolutely beautiful on her.
"Rose, dear, why aren't you wearing the outfit I picked out for you?" Kanaya said, fussing over Rose as she circled her.
"Yes, well, I had an incident this morning before the doors opened that involved a blue slushie coming into close and cozy contact with that particular outfit. The kind girl I was talking with when this happened had gladly allowed me to borrow one of her outfits as she said this was a common occurrence for her," Rose stated, her voice staying monotonous as she spoke.
"Wait, the school year hasn't even started and you're already being slushied?" Kurt asked, overhearing the conversation that was previously interrupted by this Rose.
"It was not for me, rather, the charming Asian that I was conversing with. I do believe her name was Tina," Rose answered, raising a perfectly penciled eyebrow at the boy he had seen Kanaya talking to before she approached.
"Ah…" Kurt hummed in understanding. "Well ladies, good luck! I'm off to class. It was a pleasure to meet you Kanaya, and….?"
"Rose," she answered, holding her hand out to the boy politely.
"Kurt. I'll see you two around," he said as he departed.
The two girls watched him depart before returning their gazes to each other.
"I do believe we can acquaint ourselves with him."
Please excuse any typos~! I'm kinda new with the whole publishing thing, and I don't necessarily have a beta for Homestuck/Glee crossovers.
