MultipleAnecdotes: Sorry for the long wait guys! Had to prioritize school for a while! As always, I own neither Homestuck or Supernatural, although, at this point, I probably need to incorporate more supernatural!

Baby's First Hunt

Karkat came to it, once again, in the afternoon in the same shitty bed. At least his hands weren't handcuffed this time around. He sat up but practically shrieked in pain, holding his head. It was like a double-hangover. No, a triple hang-over. A triple-hangover that released a thousand little bees into his head at the velocity of 50 million. Jesus fucking Christ his head hurt.

"Yo kid, you up?" Sollux called and you hissed, pressing your hands against your temples.

"I'm up, cock-muncher, but this hangover has literally grown a dick, fucked me anally and prolapsed me within 5 minutes." Sollux snorted.

"Gross." And with that Karkat threw the covers off of himself and pulled his triple-hungover ass out of bed, standing on unsteady feet. He stumbled into the wall but managed to get into the kitchen, falling down onto a chair and thumping the side of his face on the table.

"Not a morning person?" Aradia presumed, bacon sizzling on the pan. Karkat shook his head the best he could with it laid down on the table. She chuckled, though the tone was almost emotionless and it gave out a rather unpleasant and creepy tone, "get used to early morning, we usually burst out of a place pretty fast." Karkat looked up, eyes droopy and tired.

"Pfft," he mutter warily, "if you weiners hadn't drugged me I could be up and out within 10 minutes, I'm a speed demon, pun intended fucktrucks." Sollux groaned and rolled his eyes, Tavros just seemed amused.

"Lithen kid," Sollux snapped, obviously unhappy with the group decision of letting Karkat in, "if you wanna be with uth then you gotta go through a little inithiation beforehand to make thure that you don't die within 2 thecondth like I'm pothitive you will."

Tavros sighed, "Um, give the kid a chance, Sol, we, uh, need more hunters. Our species is a, um, dying one, y'know?"

"Mithter Pothitivity," Sollux mumbled and Aradia smacked him on the head with a wooden spoon, he groaned again and rubbed his head mumbling something about psycho bitches. Aradia dished out the food and they ate in silence, devouring the meal in front of them.

"What's the first job?" Karkat's voice cut the silence, inquiring. Even Karkat was unsure of what to think of these people, he just didn't want to be alone anymore. Being alone meant a higher chance of dying, being alone meant being alone and that itself was terrible. Karkat was always clingy as a tot and well into his later years but hes managed to break himself of that, considering he never had anyone to cling to anymore.

"Weeeell," Aradia dragged out, "we heard a case of mysterious deaths in a town nearby, not a drip of blood left, all shriveled up." Aradia sighed dreamily, "How amazing, the frailty of humans when confronted with a being they can't comprehend. How amazing, how amazing." Karkat squinted his eyes in confusion and slight alarm, looking to Sollux and Tavros helplessly. Sure, he'd met people obsessed with death, but those people were often not people at all and trying to kill him.

"Get uthed to it kid," Sollux advised, "if you're gonna roll with uth-"

"You gotta get used to Aradias slight, um, obsession with death," Tavros finished. Karkat shrugged, yeah, he could probably do that.

He scoffed, "I've dealt with pussy willows worse than you demon stalkers, I can deal with an obsession with death," he then added on after a thoughtful pause, "if you do think about it, not that I'm banking on you guys having brains, the frailty of humans often stems from the dumb ass refusal to acknowledge all the crazy horse shit out here."

Aradia nods, almost looking excited judging by the glint in her eye, "Oh yes, oh yes," she replies with enthusiasm, "we outright refuse refuse refuse to accept entities beyond our own and, as always, ignorance is their downfall. Though some people do believe in such beings like ghosts and demons."

Karkat snorted in disagreement, "Yeah, but everyone has their own little version of what they find to be out there, they don't truly know nor underst-"

"Alright!" Tavros announces, loud enough to snap both Karkat and Aradia out of their debate and Sollux to look up from his furious typing. "We need to, uh, get going right now. The long we. Um, wait, the more people die to... whatever we're going to be dealing with."

"Alright!" Karkat explained, "lead the way Mr. Stutters, make sure to pack all 6 of your laptops, lispy."

"Fuck you!" Sollux exclaimed, slamming his laptop shut in frustration.

With almost practiced ease, Karkat replies, "No thank-you, not really up for your more than likely diseased dick. Well, actually, more like probably dusty from disuse since you spend so much time working on your darling computers." Sollux was silent for a second, them smirked, saying nothing but going to follow Tavros out to the car.

Karkat followed Aradia almost happily, he was on his first hunt with his new group that he hoped didn't turn out to be psychopaths that preform rituals to summon Satan to bring hellfire and acid rain upon the land. Take it from Karkat's word, those guys are not fun to be around.

"Sit in the back with me?" Aradia offered, turning only slightly to Karkat, to which he nodded enthusiastically.

"You bet your hairy ass I'll sit with you, corpse molestor, you're the only one I can really stand." Aradia laughed again, the same emotionless tone but Karkat found that he was already getting used to it. Yeah, he really could get used to this. Life was looking up. He could even overlook the fact that they drugged him.