John: Be found by Karkat
Your name is John Egbert. Once upon a time you were nicknamed Egderp. You remember the people who called you this as your friends. They were good friends to you. But you haven't seen them in years. Not since you're before you were 14. Now your almost 17. In fact, tomorrow is your birthday. You can't wait. That was Sarcasm. Why would you want to remember the day that the game started? Tomorrow is also Karkat's birthday. Or wriggler day. You can't believe how many troll terms you remember since then. You find it almost funny, but you also hate it. You shouldn't remember that kind of stuff. You don't talk to Karkat anymore. You don't talk to any of them anymore. Not one of them. Which you know probably isn't fair. You know that they will have probably have tried to contact you at first. You know by now they should have given up. After all, it had been almost four years. In that time you haven't seen or talk to any of them. On the day you came back you went to talk to the trolls. You did, everyone but Karkat was online. All eleven of them. So you talked to all eleven of them and waited ages for Karkat, the twelfth and last of the trolls to hop on. He never did, apparently he wasn't anywhere. You had theories on why, but you tried not to think about them. You don't even know why you are thinking of this right now. Probably because you are trying your hardest not to fall asleep in history. None of it was very interesting. Not like the past, which your mind refuses to forget. 'At least this is todays last class.' You think looking at the clock. Yep, just a couple more seconds and you will be free...10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... DING DING DING the classic schoolyard bell rings overhead. You are the first to leave the room. You really want to leave, and now. You don't want to bump into anyone.
"Hahaha." You hear laughter behind you ad you know your efforts were in vein. You have been spotted by the worst jocks at the school. You have no idea why these jerks mess with you everyday; don't they have anything better to do? One of the three men grabbed your bag from out of the hand you were carrying it in. They start throwing it to each other. You roll your eyes. They do this every single day. And every day you do the same thing. Use the limited god tier powers that weren't taken from you and use wind to get it back. You have yet to do that yet because you want to hear the tormenting words they throw at you are.
"What you going to do? Use your magic?" One of the boys teases. 'Their nothing like Karkat. It was just the way he was. These guys are just bully's.' You think.
"No wonder your dad ran away from you you're a freak!" Shouted one them. That one was new. Of course they would know who you are, your picture was on the news so often after it happened. Your father had gone missing never to be seen again. But to tease you about that was the worst mistake ever. You know why your father isn't coming home, because he's dead. You say his body. He is dead and that is that.
"Don't. Ever. Say. Anything. Like. That. Again." You said, each word was like dagger. You were no longer happy in front of anyone. After you stopped talking to everyone your smiles faded. You didn't have anyone that would care about you like they did. Even Karkat knows that he cared about you and you know it too.
"What you going to do? Stare at us to death?" Said the third guy. He was the bravest of them all, the others not so much. You punched his jaw, something you had used on others a couple of times. But only when it involved your father. Now all of people who had been watching are shocked. You take your bag and you leave. Go back to your house. It's not your home. Just the house in which you live. You know you're not going to get in trouble for punching the guy. Your schools not like that. They don't really care want the kids do unless it's to one of the star pupils. That guy is anything but. Even so you take a mental note to stay away from the sports coach. Your glad you don't have gym tell the day after tomorrow.
That night you wake up screaming. Your glad your foster parents aren't home to hear you. They are on some cruise over the other side of the world. You were dreaming about your father. The one that had always been there for you while you were growing up. You dreamed about him almost every night. You dreamed of all the ways he might have died. You thought of reasons it was your fault. This time he was stabbed over and over until he died. It took three days until that happened. Jack, the reason everything happened, said that he would stop if your dad told him where you were. You knew he didn't actually know. But he pretended he did and won't say. On the third day when he asked and wasn't given an answer Jack lost his temper and pulled out your fathers heart. You know that's not really what happened. You had seen your father's body. The wounds didn't match up. This meant you could look forward to another nightmare tomorrow. You've grown used to them. When it wasn't your father death it was one of the others. You remember the first night it was everyone's. You watched and didn't help. You couldn't move your feet. Before all of them died in your dreams they gave you a glare. A death stare. The friends in your head blamed you and you agreed with them. You were supposed to be the leader. You were supposed to not let this happen. But it did and you blame yourself.
You look at the clock next to your bed. 3:30 in the morning. That was more sleep then you were used to. You get up and walk over to your computer. You don't know why but you still downloaded pesterchum onto it. You don't have any reason to still have it. Yet you do. You have less reason to log in, but you do that too. When you hop on you see there are three people on. Rose, Dave and Karkat. You are very tempted to talk to them. You want to, but you also don't want to. You wonder why you even logged on. Even seeing their chumhandles brings tears to your eyes as you remember the good times before the game and the bad time during it. You are about to log off after less than two minutes when you are pestered. First you look at Dave's. He is asking you were the hell you have been and why you haven't been on and if you have meet up with any of the trolls. You wonder what this means. You thought all the trolls were back home, then again it has been years. He was saying how much you missed over the years and how much they missed you. You didn't reply though. You didn't want to. You didn't want to get into a conversion with Dave Strider. You were about to log out again when Rose started to pester you. You sigh and read what she says. She is saying stuff along the lines of what Dave said, but she also adds that she is sorry for the loss of my father. That she understands what I'm going though. That Dave and Jade did too. Shit, you had forgotten that they also lost the ones they cared about most. Dave had lost Bro, Rose had lost her mum and Jade had lost Bec, her only company on the island she had lived on. You feel so selfish. How could you? They were your best friends and they lost just as much as you did. You are slightly tempted to reply, but now you are ashamed of yourself and you exit the chat. Once more you go to log off, then you realize that Karkat messaged you a while ago. About the same time Rose did. You open the chat up and read what he has to say.
-carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] at 03:33am -
CG: WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN EGBERT?
CG: WE HAVE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER YOU FUCKING RETARDED PLANET IN SEARCH OF YOU!
CG: NOT GONNA ANSWER? THATS JUST FINE FUCKASSE ITS NOT LIKE WE HAVEN'T TALKED IN ALMOST FOUR YEARS IS IT? NO NOT AT ALL
CG: YOU'LL FIND THAT IS SARCASM
-carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB] at 03:35-
Karkat had pestered you, or trolled you really, and you hadn't even noticed. You feel bad and start talking to him. You don't know why, you just didn't want him to think you hated him and he was the only one you hadn't said goodbye to.
-ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 03:38-
EB: sorry Karkat. i know we haven't talked in ages, i was reading what Rose had said.
EB: i'm gonna go now, i don't even know why I'm on.
You regret it as soon as its sent. Why did you do that?
CG: WAIT! JOHN DONT GO YET!
CG: ARE YOU OKAY? WHY THE FUCK HAVEN'T YOU TALKED TO ALL OF US FUCKASS?
CG: ITS BEEN ALMOST FOUR FUCKING YEARS.
CG: DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA HOW MUCH YOU MADE EVERYONE ELSE WORRY? JADE WAS FUCKING CRYING WHEN SHE FOUND OUT YOU WEREN'T GOING TO FUCKING TALK TO ANYONE.
EB: i'm sorry Karkat. I really am, but after what happened I didn't want any reminders
EB: i knew talking to you guys would make me remember what happened.
CG: WELL DUH FUCKASSE! WE ALL KNOW THAT!
CG: BUT AT LEAST THERES SOMEONE THERE WHEN YOU WAKE UP AT 3 IN THE MORNING SCREAMING YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!
EB: is that what happened to you?
CG: FUCK NO! I'M ROOMING WITH SOLLUX! IT HAPPENS ALL THE FUCKING TIME!
EB: so why are you on pesterchum?
GC: ...
GC: NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!
GC: ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS KEEP IN FUCKING TOUCH WITH EVERYONE!
EB: but Karkat, i'm not going to, after this I'm hoping off and never coming back on.
EB: i don't know why i was on in the first place.
EB: the only reason I'm talking to you is cause I want to say goodbye to you.
CG: HOW THE FUCK WILL THE OTHERS FEEL ABOUT THAT?
EB: i don't know
EB: but it'll be best for me.
EB: Happy birthday to us I guess.
-ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at o3:46-
-carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] at 03:46-
CG: BUT JOHN,
CG: THE ONLY REASON I'M ON IS TO KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR YOU
-carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB] at 03:48-
You log out quickly so that you don't feel the need to talk to Karkat. You missed his last to messages. You wonder why you even talked to him. You promised yourself that you wouldn't talk to any of them again. But you guess you really wanted to see that grey writing. Just like you really want to see Karkat. John! Don't forget the others! You know you should have said all of them, but really you want to see Karkat the most. You sigh. It was like this when they game was getting closer to the end. You just couldn't stop thinking about him and how much you wanted to see him. But you are not a homosexual. Or at least you don't think you are. You never really thought of it too much. -You never really thought you were interested in boys- You're not interested in any boys so you don't have to worry about it.
The next time you wake up it's six. You at least got some sleep. You wonder what calmed you down so much then you turn to see your computer on a pesterchum open, though you weren't logged in. It wasn't a dream then. You really talked to Karkat. You sigh as you get up and prepare for the day. You remember what you did yesterday and shiver. You really shouldn't have done that. Now you have to be very careful, who knows what will happen to you if the jocks find you alone.
As you walk to school you think about your conversion with Karkat. He had been acting different. Not swearing or insulting you as much as he used to. You wonder if he might have changed a little over the years. You quickly dismiss this thought though because the Karkat you know wouldn't grow up so easily. As you walk into school you make sure to hide with the biggest group as everyone rushes to make their way to homeroom. You guess the first bell already went and go passed your locker so you're not late and end up alone in the hallway. That would be bad. When you sit down you notice that a guy who is mostly covered in a coat fills the chair next to you, which used to be empty. He seems to be wearing gloves. Now of that worries you. It's the hat on top his head that un-nerves you. It's the same as the hat your dad used to wear. You can feel tears forming in your eyes so you quickly wipe them. "What the fuck are you starring at?" The guy says loudly, and rudely, as he turns his head to look at you. He is wearing sunglasses and it reminds you of the dark shades Dave always wore. "Uhhh... N-nothing." You say turning your head and trying to hide the tear that falls down your face at the memories of your best friend and of your father.
The morning drags on and on, you're not too sure why but this new kid is in every one of your classes. He's not normally sitting next to you. Only in homeroom. But he is in every one of your classes and sitting more or less near you. In 5th period your glad the day is coming to an end, but your still trying to figure out why the strangers voice sounded so familiar. When the bell finally goes you are more distracted then you meant to be. You end up going to your locker later and now the hallway is empty. At first you can't remember why you didn't want to be alone but then the other two other jocks are on either side of and you remember. You know these two are going to try to hit you, you also know there is no way you're going to be able to fight both of them. You could only hit the other one because you were angry and he was surprised. Now you are scared and these two know what their gonna do. Out of the corner of your eye you think you see movement. But you're too frightened to turn your head. You left your hammer at home. Who the hell would bring a hammer to school? Not you that's for sure. Though you are now regretting it. You make a note to always take it with you even if it's hard to touch it on account of your memories.
"What's wrong John? What happened to all that anger you had yesterday?" The guy to your left teased.
"Yeah Egbert. We just want to thank you for breaking Bill's jaw yesterday." The guy to your right adds. At that moment you have you back to the guy on the left. He grabs your arms and traps you. Then the other guy gets ready to punch you. You brace yourself for impact, but before you could be hit the guy who was going to hit you is hit so hard that he falls on his ass.
"For Fucks sake John. You have to look more like you used to. It looks so much fucking better on you." The guy from homeroom says. He was right. You now had longer hair and never wear the t-shirt you used to wear ALL the time. Though you still own it. You also no longer where the same glasses. Though they really are the perfect one's for you and you still have them.
"I can finally take off this fucking rip-off of Striders sunglasses, he called them that right, no wonder Terezi got them. Why the fuck she wanted me to wear them when I went looking for you is beyond me." The guy said throwing off his glasses to reveal his eyes. Eyes you love just as much as he loves yours. Of course you don't know this yet, but you'll find out later. You realize his once grey irises are now tinted red. You like them even more, and to believe that you wanted to see him so much this morning, Dave would think the irony was perfect. "Happy wriggling day to you too fuckass."
"KARKAT!" You exclaim getting out of the jocks hold easily now that he was to shocked to really try to hold on to you and hug the troll.
"W-what the fuck Egbert!" He says and you can see his grey face trying red.
"Well, we haven't seen each other in almost four years. I thought a hug was in order." You say giggling at how cute Karkat was when he blushed. Okay, yes you thought that. You don't mind that now. You can't help it. You really do like Karkat.