March is ending, and though I didn't see much of it, so is March!Amporas. So in honor of march!Eridan, have this fanfcition of little of that fantastic cross-dressing shark boy. This was from the comic by Pookie776! Go check them out on their tumblrs if you want to see the comic. I don't own homestuck either people. Sorry this is so short!


Sollux trembled. He was so fucking uncomfortable right now. Eridan was just dancing next to him. In a skirt. With pig tails. And- oh God, he's twerking. Sollux could see Eridan panties. It was white and hand his sign on it in purple with the word 'BRILLIANT' in bold. That. Is. It.

Sollux thew his arms up. He was seriously tired of this shit. "eriidan, 2eriiou2ly. wiill you ju2t look at your2elf?!"

Eridan flipped on of his pigtails before putting his hands on his hips. It was march. So this hand to be done. Plus he looked down right fabulous in a mini skirt. " I don't knoww wwhat you're talking about, sol." He moved his hips to the side. " I'm a master piece."

Sollux grabbed his hair. He was going to go crazy just looking at this pathetic excuse for a troll. "you're an a22hole dre22iing liike a woman!"

"You're embarra22iing your2elf!" Not to mention every other troll that lived on Alternia.

Eridan was beginning to get pissed. Why can't Sollux just realize that he was in love with him already? Eridan shoved a finger on Sollux's chest. "Wwhy are you doing this to me?" He begins to move even closer. "Wwhy can't you think I'm beautiful?"

Sollux began to move back because what the fuck is happening her? Sollux did not sign up for this emotional drama shit. Especially with Eridan Ampora. If he wanted emotional drama, he could have stay with KK to watch another shitty romcom. "II...II... uh"

Eridan began to cry, his masscare falling down his face, ruining his make up. "Wwhy won't you love me?!Aaaaaahhhhhh!"

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Sollux bolted up from his recoporcoon. He wouldn't stop screaming until his lusus screamed back from the top of the roof. God. What a horror terror. He really needs to coding right before going to bed. He sinks himself in the sopor, trying to close his eyes. And image of Eridan in a skirt and holtor top appears in his mind.

Nope. Fuck this. Nuh uh. Fuck sleep. He had some coding to catch up in anyway. Sleep can go fuck itself. Just like Eridan.


Once again, I regret nothing. Witch of Blood, out.