AH! I know that im like writing two other fanfictions right now, and im sorry im not working on them. Ive got this idea in my head and I have been wanting to get it down. This is my first homestuck fanfic, and I have not yet finished homestuck, im working on act 6 currently. So I apologize if there are any errors. Johnny is John…..just in case nobody gets that…
The night sky is dark and yields no notion for stars or moons. The rain pelts at the window of the hive relentlessly. Laying at your door step is a wriggler. But strangely, it is unlike any wriggler you have ever seen. It is pink, not grey. And it has four legs, not six. Its cry is unlike that of any wriggler you've heard before, soft and wailing. You do not usually consider taking in wrigglers. They are not something you've ever liked, too much sweat and blood in your personal, beastly opinion. But the flying fuck it won't shut up. It's face and body is wet, the blankets around it soaked through from the rain. Its pink little face is red from crying and the cold. You step outside, the pelting water not bothering you as you look back and forth down the way for any sign of the despicable excuse of a troll or lusus that left this poor thing here on your door step of anybody's.
You are not kind of heart, never have been. But something inside you tweaks, turns, and pulls at your infamously darkened heart. The little wriggler's eyes open suddenly, and you are startled to find them the color of a stormy ocean. Never before have you heard of a wriggler with such color to their veins. Sure, there are blue bloods. But that's blue colored…not this ocean shit. You have no idea what to make of it, but gogdammit those eyes are fucking staring at you now, and the little wrigglers bottom lip is puffing into an adorable as fuck pout. You notice it doesn't have any teeth, another strange thing. Sighing heavily, knowing this little freak has won you over; you pick the thing up and carry it into the hive. You suppose the first thing you should do is make it warm. It's kinda cold. So you go through the necessary preparations and wrap it up all cozy and shit and hold it. The thing is still whimpering though, and you feel your heart squeeze a little, an altogether foreign and not entirely unpleasant feeling. Maybe it's hungry. You look in the food preparation room and select a green stringy object that looks good and healthy. You try to feed the thing, but the little wriggler just looks at you like you're an idiot. It can't chew that thing, what the hell were you thinking? Stupid. You look some more and find a white liquid in the freeze-box, that looks nutritious, right? You then have to invent the task of feeding this little thing. You sigh. Being a custodian is a lot harder than even you thought. You put the little wriggler down on the table and look for something that will work. Lucky for you, there's a turkey baster in one of the drawers. You take that and fill it with this white shit, and proceed to take it to the little pink things' mouth. Annnnd you have a success, although you take note that the white stuff is pretty freakin cold and that maybe next time you have to feed this little shit you'll warm it up. As the little wriggler suckles down all of the food, you see its bright, bright eyes slowly start to get sleepy, its lids drawing closer and closer to a close. You feel your lips turn up slightly as the little wriggler pops the turkey baster out of its mouth, moves around a bit, and falls gently into sleep. You put the feeding instrument down and carry the little thing into the lazy-room, the one with the moving-picture screen, and make a small nest out of blankets to lay the thing in. As the wriggler moves a bit in its slumber, you take inventory of what's happened to you. You have adopted a wriggler, although it is the strangest fucking wriggler you've ever seen in your life, but the fact that it's survived despite its abnormalities proves to you that it's strong enough to live a life on this monstrous and violent planet, regardless of the shit you're going to get because of it. Looking over at the strange wriggler, which you are deciding is less like a wriggler, or any kind of troll for that matter, than anything you've ever seen. You decide to call it Johnny. It's a weird fucking name, and you know it. But you see it fit, considering this is one weird fucking wriggler.
You have just become a Lusus to the strangest wriggler to ever live on Alternia.
You have no idea what you just got yourself into.
Future you, once Johnny and the other young trolls obtain the ability to speak, is called Imp Horned Lizard, or to your strange little troll, simply, Impdad.
"Arrrrrrrrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!" You are roughly three sweeps old and currently attempting to put your Lusus back in your hive and out of the public eye. Not that there IS much public eye in the middle of the woods next to a waterfall, but still. Impdad is sure to pull some kind of prank on your friends once they arrive for the aligned date of play, but you want that job for yourself. Your pink lips form your devious prankster smile as you prepare the trap over the door and await your friends' arrival. Today your bestest buddies Karkat and Terezi are coming over for a jolst of pranks and games. It is going to be a fun-filled day.
Your Lusus doesn't usually let you play with your friends, but you don't really know why. You are a bit weaker than them, and when they play roughly, you usually end up with some pretty bad scratches, but they always heal.
"Hey John-" but the little pieces of asparagus fall from the ceiling, cutting your friend off as he walks through the door. His expression, you decide, is simply priceless. You fall to the floor in a hysterical fit of giggles; rolling around like the goofball you are, oblivious to your friend's irritation.
"Hahaha, very funny Johnny." Karkat grumbles as he stalks through the door, little pieces of asparagus sticking in his hair. You get up as Terezi walks through the door, taking a huge whiff of the world around her.
"Yup, I can just smell the prankster in the air. Good one, Johnny!" Terezi cackles at your joke, and it makes you happy that someone appreciates and understands your sense of humor.
Several minutes into the group play date, Karkat is stomping around your hive grumbling and wiping slime off his face after Terezi licked his face.
"Come on, Kar~ tell meeeeeeeeeeee!" Karkat growled at the troll girl and barred his teeth.
"Shut up!" he proclaimed with exasperation as he stormed out through the door. But you don't want Karkat to leave yet, he's your best friend, and you don't get to play with him often.
"Wait! Karkat!" you scramble to your scrawny feet and fly out the door, but being as clumsy as you are, tumble down the steps, past a grumbling Karkat, and land painfully on the grass below you.
Whimpering, you sit up. You rub your aching elbows and knees. The other trolls that you know are stronger than you are, and wouldn't have been hurt very much from that fall, but for you it hurts. A lot. You look down at your knees when you feel something warm and wet, and discover the blood. You sigh and take off your shirt, pressing it to your scratched knees as Karkat runs over to you, crying out for Terezi to "get her big butt out here".
"Here, Johnny, let me help you." Karkat says softly as he gently takes your hand and removes the cloth. But as soon as Karkat sees your knees his eyes widen to the size of dinner plates.
"Y-you're blood…" he whispers in awe. Suddenly, you remember something. Your blood is weird. You remember one time when you went to get food for you and your lusus, when another troll, an older one, started chasing you and calling you "freak". You fell and scraped the palms of your hands, and then when the troll was over you, and you held your hands up to protect yourself, the boy had gasped and stepped back from you, eyes disgusted.
"You're even more of a freak than I thought. You're not worth my time." Your blood had saved you then, but there's no telling that it could save you now- save you from the judgment of your friends, the only people who didn't care that your skin was pink, not grey, and that the only horns you had were in your bedroom, attached to a make-shift hat that you wore whenever you knew you might come into contact with other trolls.
Karkat stares at your bloodied knees, and then back up to your eyes full of fear, and then back at your knees.
"B-but that's….that's impossible!" he murmurs with astonishment.
"I thought….I thought I was the only one and….and your eyes! They're BLUE! This isn't right, this isn't right…" Karkat muttered to himself, shaking his head. Terezi finally came out of your hive and leans over you, sniffing the air. Suddenly, she stops and her mouth turns up into a smirk.
"Well, well, well. What a wonderful surprise Johnny-boy~ you really are an odd one." With that, the girl reaches out her hand for yours, and you take it great fully, trembling. Karkat's eyes are still wide with shock, and Terezi just can't seem to stop smiling, which you find odd.
"Can we go back inside now? I should clean up." Karkat shakes his head and stands up, walking back in through the door and sitting down in the food-prep room while Terezi goes to the lazy room and finishes her court hearing with your stuffed, long-eared creatures.
You were sleeping soundly in your nest of blankets and stuffed blankets that are fluffy and soft, when your lusus barges into your room on all fours full of rage and panic. You sit bolt upright and crawl over to him, trying to calm him down. But nothing works. He bites at you and growls, his head fully fanned out in predator mode. You know some things wrong, and you decide the best course in action would be to investigate. So you rummage around your room until you find your "Troll Hat," stuff it over your head, and put on your creep shoes, perfect for the prime spying you plan on enrolling in just a few moments.
You creep past your lusus, who is still going berserk, and crawl down your stairs to the first floor of your hive. You hear deep, low voices, which troubles you. Nobody has deep voices here; they're all kids, right? Your only explanation is that an adult is here, which seems too impossible to be true, so you rule that idea out.
You turn the corner of the wall and shuffle along the edge, making as little sound as possible. Suddenly something crashes to the floor, it sounds like it came from the food-prep room, and you make your way over there. You can feel your heart beating faster and faster as the voices get louder and louder, until you can hear what they're saying.
"Well then how the hell could it have gotten here? Correct me if I'm wrong, but wrigglers can't transport themselves through space, let alone human wrigglers." Your nose scrunches up at that. What's a…"human" and why did that deep voice say it with such disgust in its tone?
"You expect me to know? All I DO know is that we have to get the little freak back to its' own planet, Earth. And it lives in this hive. The lusus has already been drugged and taken care of; he should be scrambling around madly upstairs by now."
Suddenly, you feel sick. You're trembling, and you are very, very scared. They took out Impdad? How? Was that even possible? And now what were they going to do? The one guy said that this…"human" thing was at your hive of all places, but that seemed improbable considering the only things living at your hive were you and Impdad. So why did these strange guys come to your hive in the middle of your sleeping hours, and hurt your lusus?
And then, like the klutz you are, the table next to you that holds your favorite bowl knocks over, and the bowl shatters. You are frozen in horror; that was a very loud noise. Your cover has been blown, you know it. Right on time, three figures run into the hall to see what happened, and catch sight of you- trembling with fright in the dark corner you'd been hiding in. You look up to meet the eyes of these intruders, and what you find frightens you beyond belief. Three adult trolls, all with blue-colored eyes glaring down at you with disgust and malice.
"Well, well, well. Looks like we didn't have to search very hard for the little freak." The one in the middle says. The one on the right comes near you, and you cower in fear. What is he going to do to you? What have you ever done to be searched like this? The man takes off your hat and throws it to the side.
"Tsk. He doesn't even have horns, what a disgrace." You squeeze your eyes shut as tears drip from behind your lids. Why are you crying? What's going on? Why are these trolls doing this to you? They never come here, ever!
"Get over here, you little brat!" the troll on the left says, it sounds like a woman; her voice is higher than the others. When you don't move, she growls and comes over to you, putting something over your nose and mouth. You struggle, but soon everything become blurry and you feel hazy, tired. Maybe you should just close your eyes for a little nap. That couldn't hurt, right? And so, you fall asleep.
BE THE SCARY WOMAN TROLL:
Ugh. Why? This is so pointless and stupid. The thought that this tiny, pathetic creature even managed to survive on this planet is a disgrace to all Alternia. But regardless, you follow your leaders' orders. You take the strange little thing in your arms and huff with annoyance as it cuddles against you in your sleep. What an odd fucking creature. What the hell.
You take it back with you to your ship, the grandest in space. Your orders are to transport it back to space, so you put the little human on the Sendificator and press "go" in seconds; the little pink thing is gone from Alternia for good. Such a weird thing to have happened. You wonder for a moment how it could have gotten here, but then think better and just walk away, preparing for your next mission.
BE THE ANGRY, ANNOYING ONE:
HEY! You're not angry, OR annoying! Dumbass. Today you and your…friend, Terezi are supposed to go to your friend Johnny's hive. He's a pretty cool guy; you enjoy his company as much as you can when you hate everybody and everything around you. FUCK. WHY does Terezi keep fucking LICKING me?! It is so fucking gross.
"HEY! Johnny! Open the fucking door before we freeze out here!" you won't actually freeze, it's not cold on this planet right now, but you know that will get him running to the door. You wait for ten minutes before you bang on the door again.
"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR YOU BUTT HEAD!" there is still no reply. What the fuck, if this is another prank you are SO kicking his pink little ass.
"I'm opening the door, Johnny, if this is another prank, and I swear to all Alternia I WILL murder you!" You open the door, but nothing happens. No pranks, no falling greenery. Terezi slides past you and whiffs the air. She turns to you, surprised.
"He's not here….but he was….and there were three other trolls here." She murmurs quietly. You gulp. There were other trolls here? How? Nobody knew where Johnny lived except the two of you. Terezi walks forward and sniffs the air. She gasps suddenly and runs up the stairs, past a fallen table and a broken bowl-the one that you'd given to Johnny a while ago because you didn't need it. You frown and follow Terezi up the stairs. Something isn't right here.
When you reach the top step, you find Terezi slumped to the floor in front of Johnny's room, her eyes watering.
"This is unjust, this is horrible." She whispers. Before you is Johnny's room, but that's not what it looks like. The place is a total mess, and right in the middle of it is Johnny's lusus- Imp Horned Lizard. The poor beast is shivering in the pile of blankets that Johnny sleeps in, Johnny's Troll Hat is in his mouth, and big, fat tears crawl down its face. Something has gone horribly, horribly wrong.
And Johnny is nowhere to be found.
Sooooo? What do ya think? Good? Bad? Terrible? Should I continue? Let me knuuuuuuu!