"Little Red, be a dear and take this to our grandmother." Said Karkat's sister, Kanaya. She could do that herself, but unfortunately she had to work two jobs because their mother died from an accident that happened four years ago. Their father was so distraught by this he was forced to leave his children. His sister was the brave one in the family, she never cried, never looked back, and never regretted. Karkat secretly admire Kanaya, she was strong in mind and body. She was also a splitting image of their mother, whenever he tried to think of his mother, he'd see Kanaya.
"Okay, fine. But when I get back there better be fucking cookies waiting for me." He said, putting on his candy red cloak that Kanaya made for him on his 17th birthday.
"Sure, whatever you like Karkat." She laughed. Kanaya handed Karkat the basket filled with jars of either grape or strawberry jam. He personally liked the grape jelly one.
"Bye Kanaya. I'll be back soon." He said to her waving good-bye, leaving their little house.
"Good-bye Karkat, be save." She said, doubting that Karkat heard her.