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(Two years later...)

Karkat's life had been going nowhere fast. Still working as a janitor at the market, still lusting after adventure, still sad and still lonley.

His friend, Sollux Captor, was supposed to be coming over soon. With the vagueness that he usually totes around, it could be any moment.

Then the paper balls come, "Karkat! Clean that up!"

Karkat growled underneath his breath, "Yes Grandma..." He still had to work on his 18th birthday.

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Sollux Captor had been preparing a special gift for his friends birthday. It wasn't going to be sentimental, no that wasn't Sollux;s thing. It was going to be something this asshole had been bitching about for years. Him and that present were walking down the street to the market now.

"Hey Therezi? Are you thure you want to go?" Sollux was unsure, Terezi had been a very close friend ever since kindergarten, and he hadn't seen her in at least three years.

"Yeah of course, Thollucks!" Terezi pushed up her red glasses and took another sip of her silver flask.

"Thop makiing fun of my liithp! Are you even old enough to driink?"

Terezi pondered the question for a moment, stopped on the sidewalk, and took out her license. She held it for awhile then said, "Well gee, Sollux, I don't know. I can't really make out my age on this thing, much less anything else."

Sollux reeled back, "Oh, yeah, thorry...ii forgot."

She put an arm on his shoulder and smiled, "No probs, Thollucks! I got over it a long time ago."

"Yeah, thath why ii piicked you for Karkat'th prethent, not Nepeta."

"Now that I think about it, yeah, Nepeta wouldn't make a very good mentor, would she?" Terezi giggled at the thought of Nepeta trying to teach someone.

They were infront of the store now marked: Tech Misc., and Sollux stopped Terezi before she opened the door.

"What?"

"Do you really want two do thith?"

Terezi looked at her psychic friend, puzzled, "What do mean by that? I already told you I would."

"What ii mean ith that ii know thith guy, really well, and he can be pretty...eathy two aggravate. Ethpeciially wiith your way of 'theeiing'"

"Don't worry about me Sollux. I'm not sensitive about that anymore. And if I were, why would I would I hang out with Nepeta?" Nepeta was always playfully teasing Terezi about her blindness.

Sollux sighed, "Thure, ii gueth. Let me go iin firth, though."

"Aye, aye, capn'!"

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(Karkat's P.O.V)

"Hey KK, ii'm here!" The bell on the door rung when Sollux came in.

"Finally where the hell have you been? It's bee-" I froze, "Sollux, who the hell is that?"

"Oh! Let me interduth you to Therezi Pyrope, bounty hunter." Sollux unceremoniously announced.

I couldn't speak, I was too stunned.

Terezi leaned over and whispered to Sollux, "Is he normally like this?"

"No. Um, KK?"

I walked closer to the bounty hunter, observing her. She was just a bit taller than me, with medium-length black hair. She was wearing a light brown jacket and Black jeans. Her silver flask held tightly in her hand.

This was her, the bounty hunter I had read about.

"The Terezi Pyrope?"

She looked at me weird and ran her hand through her hair, "Is that what they're calling me nowadays? I had hoped to get some cool nickname after I went blind." She shrugged, "Oh well."

Wait, what? Blind? The Terezi Pyrope that took down the biggest of the bad guys with cunning skill and technique, was blind? Then, I noticed the way her nose twitched constantly as if using it to figure something out. And behind her red glasses were vacant yellow eyes.

This can't be true. The bounty hunter I had read about when since I was 15, and eventually came to idolize, was blind? Not that I really mind, it actually makes her better for overcoming her handi-cap, but it's kind of a huge shock.

The disabled are usually looked down on in this society, what isn't normal is to be feared, what is feared is to be hated. It isn't a really big deal for other cultures for the disabled to be so revered and known. But, in this culture it's kind of a big fucking deal.

"Hey, are you alright?" Terezi snapped her fingers infront of me. I didn't even know I spaced out.

"Yes, I'm fine...Sollux, can we talk?"

"Uh, yeah thure KK." We went to the back room of the store where most of the broken items are stored.

"Why is she blind? When did this happen? And, why is she here?" Rapid-fire questioning never fails.

"Whoa, thlow down, man, what'th your actual problem?"

"I want to know what's going on!" I raised my voice above a whisper, which I don't even know why we were whispering in the first place.

He held out his hands and said, "Alriight, alriight. She'th your prethent Karkat, you're alwayth biitchiin' about how you'll never amount to thomethiing great and ii, beiing the great freiind that ii am, got you a mentor."

"A mentor?" I was confused, what'd he mean about mentor? A bounty hunter mentor?

"You're welcome. And, ath for the bliind thiing...you'll have to athk her yourthelf."

"Karkat! Who is this young lady!" Oh shit, grandma.

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(Normal P.O.V)

"I didn't know there was going to be five mouths to feed...I'll go get more!" Karkat's grandmother put the three plates down on the table and ran back to the kitchen to get two more.

The three sat down and began to eat while waiting for the old woman.

Karkat was looking at Terezi closely, she sniffed the air and started to drool, "Karkat, right? Your grandmother is amazing at cooking! Is this pasta?"

He was shocked at how energetic she was. Karkat had beaten it into his mind that bounty hunters were stoic and cool, not excited and hyper. He was also shocked at her accurate prediction of the food only by scent, "Yes she is, and yeah, this is pasta..."

"KK, ii don't know why you're beiing tho cautiiouth about your new mentor. You're thuck with her."

"Mhmmh" Terezi's mouth was too busy being stuffed to form a coherent sentence.

His mentor huh? Karkat looked at the blind bounty hunter, frowning at her lack of manners. No, this isn't at all what he thought a bounty hunter would be like. And he couldn't tell if he liked the idea of having a mentor like this, or if he absolutely hated it.

His grandmother came back into the dining room and sat down with his grandfather. He just started to dig into his food when a balled up napkin hit his head.

"Karkat! Clean that up, please!"

Karkat growled and ran a hand through his mussy gray hair, "Yes grandma..."

At the end of the table, Terezi was giggling between bites.

Karkat changed his mind. He would hate having a mentor like Terezi. But he was stuck with her, he guessed.

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Geez another chapter! I wish I could update this fast everyday! R&R~