Surprise, I actually did continue this cracky story! Cause guess what. I'm addicted to crack.
There are a lot of big paragraphs in this story, so it's a little more wordy that some of my other stuff has been, but I hope you like it anyway. Nothing naughty in this chapter, so it's still okay for all you little kiddies out there, but there will be yaoi later, so...you have ben warned. Don't like, don't read. You know, all that jazz.
Of course, I don't own this. But you know that.
Before you say anything, it has been alluded to multiple times that trolls have pretty much the same foods as us (or at least some of them), so don't complain about my pancakes. Or I will get Equius to trample your head. =]
Also, this might be made into a doujin later. Yeah. I can hear the squees now. Ugh...
Anyway, on with Chapter 1.
Oh, what a horrid dream... Equius sighed and sat up in his recuperacoon, reaching out to grab a towel off of his bedside table. As he dabbed at his face, he wondered why his mind had been giving him such vivid and frightening dreams as of late. He had had similar night-terrors every day this week and he was growing rather weary of them. This particular night, he had been reliving the scene of his death, and Nepeta's after it. He had hated lying there, helpless, while his moirail was murdered. For many nights after that event he had wondered why he had still been conscious after that, why he had not simply ceased to be after he died. It had taken him a while to realize that he could leave his motionless body, but even then he knew he could do nothing to save her. He shook his head to bring himself out of his reverie and stood to go to his bathroom, taking his customary clothing out of the chest of drawers before heading to the bathroom down the hall.
As he walked, his thoughts once again turned to his continued existence here. Perhaps it was by the design of some monstrous deity who simply wanted to torture him...maybe it was just his fate to live in this world of fragments forever, never really moving forward in his life, just constantly reliving his death in his sleep. Or maybe this was meant to be a blessing; to get to see some of his acquaintances again. He was happy to see Nepeta again once he had found his place in these floating little worlds. They chatted online for a while before they decided to see each other again. But when they did, Equius found it hard to look the girl in the eyes. He still felt guilty for not having saved her. He knew in his heart that he could have saved himself (he was clearly stronger that Gamzee), but his deep belief in the hemospectrum and its order had cost him his own life and hers. Not to mention however many people the highblood had met since then... Equius was trying to work on his problems with the blood castes, but he was not having much luck. He desperately wanted to get over this for Nepeta's sake, but for all his trying, it was still proving difficult. Old habits die hard, after all (or so they say).
The blue-blooded troll sighed as he filled his bath, setting his clothing neatly on the counter. The fixtures in his bathroom sported quite a number of dents and cracks due to his STRENGHTH, but he was slowly learning to control it. He had to, if he desired to ever have a matesprite (or keep a good piece of furniture...). Though he knew the concept of such a romantic relationship was quite far-fetched for him, he still held out hope that he would someday fill his quadrants. For now, Nepeta was nice, but, as loath as he was to admit it, he was getting lonely in this bubble of his. He stripped off his night clothes and gingerly sank into the steaming water, letting his muscles relax.
Equius had been quite tense as of late and he was beginning to think that some time in his robot room would do him some good. After this bath, he though, I will go down and destroy some robots. Perhaps that will make me feel better. As he scrubbed his arms, his stomach protested at that plan. Some breakfast first though...
When he was clean, he stretch out in the tub to relax for a moment, hands moving idly in the cooling water. He looked up and frowned as he heard the slight sound of footsteps in his front room and then a soft mechanical hum as the television was turned on. This had happened a few times before, so he wasn't really alarmed, mainly just annoyed. He stood and stepped out of the bathtub, drying himself off quickly before putting on his clothes, only managing to get on his underpants, shorts, and shirt in his haste. He heard the music from a familiar video game as he walked down the hallway.
"...What are you doing here?" (As if he really needed to ask...)
"Playing 2uper 2niper 3," came Sollux' monotone reply. He didn't look up from the screen and other than those four words, he did nothing to even acknowledge that Equius was there. The lowblooded troll said that he was getting bored with his own video games, so over the past month, he had started showing up in Equius' house to commandeer his gaming system and television. At fist Equius had thought this move quite bold, but Sollux really made no big deal about it and didn't seem to want to do anything besides play video games, so Equius simply allowed it. He kind of liked the other's company anyway. Sollux was silent and made no demands, even helping with dinner on one occasion.
Equius walked over to the kitchen and started to take out things for his breakfast. He wasn't a spectacular chef, but he usually could manage to cook for himself without burning anything... He looked up as he took a box of pancake mix out of the cabinet, turning to the living room with the box in his hand. "Ah...Sollux, would you like some breakfast? I am making pancakes and sausage."
"Yeah, sure." This time Sollux did turn around for a moment, but he quickly looked back towards the television. I guess I will get no help from him today... As he went about mixing the pancakes, Equius glanced over at Sollux, frowning slightly at the back of his head. This troll was really starting to confuse him. Unfortunately, quite a few things confused him lately. Life in general was becoming hard to understand and he just didn't like that. Things had always been difficult for him, and now that he thought about it, the hemospectrum really just gave him a way to judge people without having to actually get to know them; quite simply, it made his life easier. He was really starting to re-think all of his opinions of his acquaintances though. Take Sollux for example. Yellow blood wasn't exactly good, but he acted a lot more dignified that most of the highbloods he knew. Same with Aradia and Tavros. Perhaps he had had it backwards the whole time...
He continued to think as the pancakes cooked, almost letting the first one burn because of his idleness. He quickly flipped it and went to get a plate to put them on. He made quite a few pancakes, but he ran out of batter a little sooner than he might have liked. This will have to do. He paid more attention to the sausage and it was quickly done and on another plate. He poured himself a glass of milk and juice for Sollux before taking all of the things to the table, managing it all quite well as he only cracked one glass. He walked towards the couch, waiting until Sollux was a a saving point in the game to very lightly tap his shoulder.
"Breakfast is ready if you would like to partake of some. I have already set the table and poured you a beverage."
The other troll nodded and paused the game before getting up to go to the table, walking with his eyes on the floor. He sat down as Equius did, looking a bit stiff in his chair. Equius raised an eyebrow a his friend's odd behavior but said nothing as they both helped themselves to the food. As they ate, Equius once again sank back into his thoughts, the rhythmic scrape and clatter of forks and knives on fine china - and the occasional soft thunk of a glass being set down - starting to lull him into a trance-like stupor. He didn't even realize that he had finished his breakfast before he heard Sollux snicker when he brought his empty fork to his mouth.
"Well, that wa2 undignified."
"Yeah, well..." In Equius' eagerness to come up with a quick response, he accidentally said something rather uncreative and very improper. "Screw you, 2ollux." Sollux finally looked up from his pancakes, an incredulous look on his face.
"Um..." Equius could have sworn he saw a light blush on the other's cheeks before he shrugged and spoke a single word pretty cavalierly.
"Fine."
Buahaha, cliffhanger. And I know this chapter is kinda short, but I'm in college and I have other stuff to do. Sorry. =/ But I will work on this and hopefully have the next chapter up next week.
And this is the part where I ask to to review because I'm an attention whore and OMG ICANT GO ON WITHOUT PRAISE.
Srsly though.
And thanks again to WaterGoddessYuki for going over this and being my inspiration. Kinda. lol
Thanks for reading~
Lasciviously yours,
Emiline Vance
