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Karkat walked aimlessly around for about all of two seconds before he got fed up with passing identical looking trees. "You know what? This fucking sucks. I have know idea where the bulgelicker I'm going."
"Well," John said, "are there any buildings nearb-"
"No there are no gogdamned buildings, if there was, being lost wouldn't be a problem, would it?" A John fell silent in thought, Karkat looked around. Even with his advanced night vision that came with being a nocturnal creature, there was only trees within his sight. Trees to the left, trees to the right, trees in front of him, trees behind him- wait. Those weren't trees. They were wood...in the distance, it looked as if there might be...hoofbeast stables? They sure looked like hoofbeast stables...well, fuck me with a human dildo, something that isn't trees, Karkat thought. "Hey, I think I found something. It looks like someone's keeping hoofbeasts."
John looked up into the interior of Karkat's gut, where the voice was coming from. "Alright! Let's go!" The human had been trying to think of how to find a landmark, but without being able to see around them, he was left a bit clueless. At least, indicating by the rainbow light, his wounds were starting to heal. John fought the urge to touch them. It itched. A lot. But at least that meant he'd be able to move around soon.
The details of the wooden structure came into view as Karkat weaved through the trees silently. He didn't want to attract the attention of anything else that might be lurking in this forest. Slowing sneaking closer to the stables, he sniffed the air. Expecting only hoofbeast scent, he was rather startled to find...what was that. Some kind of bird-scent? But it's mixed with the hoofbeast scent..? The troll went up to the half-door of the stable and looked through it. What the ever-loving fuck were those? Karkat looked at the bird-hoof-beasts before backing away. Whatever they were, he didn't want to mess with them.
"Well? Did you find the horses?" John called.
"They aren't hoof-beasts...they are...something else. Large as hoof-beasts...but with the fronts of talon-beasts. Lets not fucking mess with those, John. I'd rather not have my bloody entrails ripped from my body in a righteous flood of bile and stupidity." Karkat continued, "And it probably wouldn't be very good for you, either."
John started. "What is with this place and violent birds?"
"I have not the slightest nook-sucking idea."
"Oh. Well. Are there any other buildings nearby?"
Karkat looked up from the slightly horrifying creatures in the stable. Trees, trees, more trees...there! It looked like some sort of hut-like structure, made of stone. And the lights were still on. "Yeah, some small hive some ways ahead. I'm going to head that way, see if I can find out where the fuck we are. I hope you have the brains to know to stay quiet, because, as you can imagine, it might be a bit disturbing, maybe off-putting, to some, if they knew I ate something alive." Karkat finished sarcastically.
"Oh shut up," the human muttered. "I'm not that stupid."
Karkat rolled his eyes. Re-orienting himself, he set off to the tiny hive at the edge of the woods. Hopefully someone fairly non-violent creature would answer the door.
HOMESTUCK-HP-HOMESTUCK-HP
HOLY SHIT IT WAS A GIANT-MUTANT-PURPLEBLOOD OH SHIT OH SHIT.
Karkat, upon knocking on the door, was greeted to the rather startling sight of a giant person.
"Whoa ther' calm yerself, lad. Who are ya?"
Karkat realized he'd backed up rather jarringly, and was shaking of fear. Taking a closer look at the giantmutantpurpleblood, called GMP for simplicity, the troll realized that it wasn't a purpleblood at all. Though the size and hair fit, the skin and eye color didn't, and paired with the fact that knocking on the entrance hadn't ended in disembowelment, this wasn't a purpleblood. It wasn't a troll at all. "W-What are you?" Karkat managed to say.
Hagrid hadn't expected late-night visitors. He rarely had in visitors in the first place. So when there had been a rather firm set of three knocks on the door, he had presumed it to be that trio that always managed to get into trouble. He was rather surprised when his eyes met the figure of a rather short, but well-built teenager. Said teenager having gray skin and horns had not deterred the half-giant at all-it still looked humanoid, and it could've been the victims of the most recent Weasley prank.
So, coming to the conclusion that, for whatever reason, a student had come to him for help, he was even more startled to see said student back up in what seemed like deep fright. He was even more surprised that his inquiry of identity was met with the question of what he was. And the fear was too real to be a mean prank.
Hagrid realized that this was not a human child. But then, what was it? And how had it ended up here?
He decided to ask.
"I assume yer no' a studen' a' the school, then?" The foreign creature looked up, seemingly startled that Hagrid had addressed it. "I mean, yer no' human, tha's fer sure, and ya don' seem ta know wher' yeh are. Do yeh need help?" Hagrid asked. Perhaps he could help this creature, whatever it was. And Professor Dumbledore would want to meet it for sure.
"Uhhh...I..no. I'm not a member of any 'schools' or whatever you said," visibly losing fear, the creature added, "And I would like to know where the fuck I am." It seemed to pause, looking like it was listening to something, "And when."
Hagrid gave a bit of a strange look to the newcomer at the last question, but answered anyway, "...yer a' Hogwar's School o' Witchcraft and Wizardry, an' it's September 2nd, 1993."
"...And what planet might that be on?"
Hagrid stared at the creature. What. What planet? Haltingly, Hagrid answered. "Earth. Yer on the planeh' Earth."
"WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?" Shouted John, causing Karkat to break into an impromptu coughing fit to hide the noise. John, taking the hint, said much more quietly, "Did he say Earth?!"
Karkat stared at the inaccurately named GMP. Earth. That couldn't be right-he had seen it die on his own monitor. For fuck's sake, John had experienced it. Where in the Empresses' land had that damned portal sent them?