Thanks so much for all the reviews! :D They made me super happy
I have to admit something, I never meant for this to be a multichapter thing. It was just a fun on-the-spot thing I wrote for a friend, but I had no idea how to finish it, so... this happened :p Hope I can continue in a way you'll like


For a moment, nothing moved. Not Summoner, not the boys, even they critterbeasts in the hive seemed to feel the sudden change in atmosphere. Everything was silent.
Probably around a thousand thoughts flew through Summoner's head in that short moment. Most of them were the same one.
Fuck.

Gamzee was still stoned, but his head seemed to understand one thing: His dad was there, his face a weird mix of surprise and, for some reason, fear. Tavros looked just as surprised and embarrassed, and not just because they had been caught like that. Something didn't add up. Two boys together wasn't that weird a thing. And why was his dad there?
His voice slurred when it finally came out. "Dad?"
Tavros' head almost snapped, that's how fast he turned it to look at Gamzee. "Dad?" He looked back at Summoner, now confused. "Dad?"
Summoner slumped against the wall, sighing deeply. He had hoped he would never be in this situation.
"We need to talk."

Half an hour later, they were through the story.
"So.. We're, uhm, brothers?" Tavros slid his hand into Gamzee's and intertwined their fingers. Gamzee was silent. Ever since Summoner had mentioned the problem of the violent Highblood at home, he had been quiet and staring off into nothing. He seemed to share their father's concern about the frequent discussions.
"You are." Summoner sat down. He felt restless and constantly stood up, walked around and sat back down. He was unsure of what to do now, and clearly the kids felt the same.
"Well... What do we motherfucking do?" Gamzee finally turned around. He had sobered up and was dead serious.
"We, uhm. We had kinda talked about Gamzee living here with me..." A faint brown color painted Tavros' cheeks, and for a moment the kids smiled at each other. Summoner smiled himself, but his face fell when he thought it through. It could happen, but would be extremely complicated. Gamzee was too old to be adopted by a lusus, and Tinkerbull couldn't handle two troll kids. He was very small, and even though Tavros was no trouble, Gamzee was quite a handful. It would just be too much. And they were just not old enough to be living without a guardian.
"I have to admit," Summoner said and crossed his arms, "I would rather have everything staying as it is. But if you want to live together, I guess you'll be moving in with us. Even though I don't like it."
"But Dad will hurt him..." Gamzee said.
Summoner placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a small smile. "We'll take care of him together. Besides, he's smart. He'll learn to get by."
Gamzee smiled back, but it looked fake. He was still worrying.

No more than three days later, the carpenter drones had finished a new part of their hive. It was pretty much a replica of Tavros' old place, extended from the original structure, with his own exit and the rest of the hive being made four-wheel device accessible. Highblood had gone off to do some highblood-y stuff before construction even began, so he knew nothing of the situation with his sons. Tavros had moved in and the three of them were just waiting for him to come home and hell to break loose.
They couldn't possibly have expected what did happen.

One morning, the door to the hive slammed open and two adult trolls practically rolled inside. Highblood's deep laughter roared through the house, accompanied by another, and Summoner peeked out from the kitchen to see what the noise was all about. Gamzee soon came along, rolling Tavros in front of him. Highblood lay on the floor, limbs tangled with the other troll's purple cape. Incomprehensible blabber was coming from both of them. Summoner and Gamzee exchanged looks, while Tavros looked confused as always. Coming home drunk, the best way to meet your son after more than 5 sweeps.

Summoner walked over to untangle his matesprit, who seemed to have fallen asleep on the floor. He woke up quickly when the unknown troll rolled over him, though.
"Djuulsca, get offsch me!" He slurred and started waving his hands around, grabbing a hold of the Summoner's neck.
"Open your eyes, you drunk fool." Summoner got his partner free, but couldn't get him up since he was being pulled to the floor.
"Oh, hey, bwutterfly, I missed yuuu…" Funny how the Highblood's usual rage left him completely when he was drunk. He was almost too sweet. Not that Summoner minded, but this was just the wrong time.
"Come on, now, get up." With some trouble, seeing as Highblood was bigger than himself, and also had no control of his body, he managed to get him up in a chair. "How about you tell me who you brought with you home?"
"Hmm?" Highblood stared at him for a few seconds before looking at the sleeping figure by the door and remembering. "Oh, that'sch Djul- Du-al-scar. He's AWESOME!" Great, the volume was returning to his voice. "I met him at… that plache I was. And we, we, uh…"
"Drank yourselves senseless, we noticed." Summoner sighed. "Oh, well, you found your way to the right hive this time, that's always something."
The kids had been quiet, only speaking silently to each other, but Gamzee snickered at his father's words. "Did he all up and invade another hive last time?"
"I met an intereschting guy! He wasch, uh…"
"He somehow ended up at the executioner's hive." Gamzee snickered again, and Tavros even giggled a little. The executioner's fascination with Highblood was well known.
"That's kinda motherfucking creepy." Here, Highblood raised his heads and noticed the young trolls.
"What the hell did I tell you about MOTHERFUCKING SWEARING?" He tried to stand up, but fell back down. He sighed and relaxed. "I guess it doeschn't matter… Gamzeeeee," he extended his arms, "get over here. You're not gonna gets another fucking chance for a while."
Gamzee rolled Tavros a bit closer, and then ran towards his fathers. He jumped into the Highbloods arms and snuggled up against his chest. Summoner sneaked over to Tavros and whispered to him; "Moments like these are precious. We mustn't interfere." Tavros looked at his father, and then at the hugging trolls. It seemed to him that a hug wasn't a rare thing, but from what Gamzee and his father had told him, it was between those two.


I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD BE WRITING HOMESTUCK FICS! I actually promised myself I wouldn't, but now... I don't know what happened Xp