These first six chapters are becoming a game of "How-Many-Ways-Can-I-Introduce-A-Troll-To-A-Pony". Sorry.


Rarity had been working all morning on a large order for some of her new designs. She had just finished and decided to step outside to get some fresh air. What she saw when she stepped out wasn't just the green grass and blue sky she expected, however. The grass was still green and the sky was still blue, of course, but there was something else. On the lawn there was a black monster. Rarity screamed. The ponies were used to Rarity screaming over little things but no one would ignore her if they heard her. Unfortunately, no one but the monster was around to hear her. Fortunately, her scream didn't wake it up. She examined it from a distance. It had grey skin and somewhat messy black hair. Nested in its hair were small, nubby horns. It wore a simple black long-sleeved shirt with a grey Cancer symbol printed on it and simple grey pants. If she wasn't so scared by the monster itself she would have been horrified by its awful taste in fashion. She wasn't sure what to do. She was too scared to simply walk past the thing, after all, what if it woke up when she walked past, but she couldn't stay near it or leave it there. She decided to scream again, hoping someone would be nearby. There still wasn't anyone around but the monster began to stir. Rarity became even more terrified and screamed even louder. The monster started to wake up and, hearing the loud screaming, became annoyed. It let out a sleepy, angry moan. Rarity screamed even louder.

The monster had enough. It jumped up to a sitting position and shouted, "SHUT UP!"

Rarity jumped in shock. She stopped screaming, too scared to find her voice. She looked into its angry eyes. They were yellow where they should have been white and had black irises, matching its pupils.

"OH GOOD, YOU STOPPED. I'M NOT SURE HOW MUCH MORE OF THAT I COULD HAVE TAKEN, MY THINKPAN WAS STARTING TO HURT," he shouted.

Rarity would have been offended by its rudeness if she wasn't still terrified. She managed to find her voice, though a little quiet, "Wh-what are you?"

The monster sighed, "I'M A TROLL."

"D-do you have a name?" she asked the troll. At least she knew what it was now.

It sighed again, "KARKAT. MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS. WHO ARE YOU?" he asked in return.

"Ra-Rarity," she said, shaking.

"WELL THEN, RA-RARITY," he said sarcastically, "WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?"

Rarity was starting to lose her fear of the troll and become more annoyed by his rudeness. "Well," she huffed, "if you're going to be so rude about it."

"FINE, I'LL FIND OUT ON MY OWN," he said. He got up and started looking around, trying to figure out where to go. While looking around, he accidently glanced up at the sun. "ARGH!" he screamed in pain. He closed his eyes and brought his arm up in front of his face before any permanent damage could be done. Trolls eyes were very sensitive to light and even though Karkat's eyes weren't permanently damaged he wouldn't be able to see for a while. He fell back to his knees in pain.

Rarity was startled by his sudden outburst. She wondered what to do, should she help him? He looked like he was in pain. She decided to see if he was okay. She walked over to him, "are you okay?" she asked.

"NO, I CAN'T SEE," he said angrily.

"Here, come inside," she said as she took his hand in her mouth. He rose to his feet, still holding one arm over his eyes. She led him into her house and onto a chair. She sat down next to him, "what happened?" she asked.

"I LOOKED UP AT THE DAMN SUN." He slowly put his arm down and tried to open his eyes, "OW. STILL HURTS. TOO BRIGHT IN HERE," he said quickly shutting them again.

Rarity turned off the lights, "is that better?"

He tried opening them again, this time more successfully. They didn't hurt in the dark room but he still couldn't see, "IT'S BETTER."

Rarity couldn't see very well in the dark but Karkat couldn't see at all so this was par for the course. His eyes were bloodshot, turning somewhat red though not nearly as bright red as Terezi's. Rarity no longer feared him after having seen him like this. Karkat, on the other hand, felt embarrassed that this little pony had seen him in a moment of weakness. Back on Alternia he surely would have been killed but it seemed the inhabitants of this world were much friendlier. Still, he didn't like that she saw him like that, "LOOK, PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS, OKAY." He requested turning what he assumed was away.

"About what?" she asked.

"ABOUT WHAT JUST HAPPENED. ABOUT MY STUPID LAPES IN JUDGEMENT AND LOOKING AT THE SUN LEAVEING ME TEMPORALLY BLIND AND COMPLETELY VULNERABLE TO WHATEVER WOULD WANT TO ATTACK AND HAVEING TO BE PROTECTED BY A LITTLE PONY. ABOUT THAT," he explained.

Rarity laughed, "Alright, I won't tell anyone. I promise," she said. "You're too cute," she said, finding his embarrassed, angry rambling adorable.

"I'M NOT CUTE," Karkat protested, "ADORABLOODTHIRSTY," he stated. He and Terezi settled this matter earlier.

"Adorabloodthirsty?" she asked, "Alright, you're adorabloodthirsty," she stated, letting him keep up his tough guy act.

"STOP THINKING I'M CUTE. SHIT, HOW MUCH LONGER AM I GOING TO BE BLIND?" he began ranting, getting back to his usual rage.

Karkat continued ranting about whatever came to mind so Rarity just ignored him and left to get some pastries from the kitchen for them to eat. Karkat didn't notice her leave. She came back with a large plate full of small individually-wrapped pastries. She put the plate down on the table and picked up one of the pastries. She placed it in his hands, "Here, try this," she told him.

"WHAT'S THIS?"

"Just a pastry. I figured you must be hungry. Try it, it's good."

He was a little hungry so he tried it. It was good but he wasn't about to show that he actually liked it. He just ate it quietly. Karkat doing anything quietly was a miracle, really. Karkat began to notice that his vision was starting to return, though blurry. He rubbed his eyes trying to clear them up a little more.

"Is something wrong?" Rarity asked.

"NO. MY VISION IS STARTING TO COME BACK."

"Don't rub them; you could hurt your eyes."

"ALRIGHT," he said as he put his arm down. He blinked a few times as his vision slowly became clearer. Once he could make out distinct objects he began to look around the room. The room was rather tastefully decorated, though not his style, but at least is wasn't covered in bright, obtrusive colors like he expected. Karkat blinked a few more times as his vision cleared up completely.

"Is it okay if I turn the lights back on?" Rarity asked.

"YEAH, SURE," he answered. Rarity flicked a switch and the room was instantly covered in a bright, dazzling light. Karkat quickly lowered his head and covered his eyes to shield them from the brilliant light.

"Oh, sorry," Rarity said as she turned a small dial to lower the brightness of the lights. "So, do you ever wear anything besides that awful outfit you have on?" she asked. She had been dying to ask that for ages now.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MY CLOTHS? FASHION IS STUPID ANYWAY," he growled.

Rarity was taken aback. Fashion stupid? What? "Well, your cloths are drab, boring, have very little color and are just awful," she explained, "and fashion is not stupid!" she added.

"UGH, FINE, WHATEVER," this girl was just like Kanaya, obsessed with fashion. This was evident with all the materials and completed outfits around the room.

"Well, I'm just going to have to make something for you," she said while picking up a measuring tape with magic, wrapping it around him at several points and writing down the measurements. It would be a challenge to make something for someone of his size, shape and complexion but she was up to a new challange.

"HEY, WAIT, WHAT? NO, NO NO NO! YOU'RE NOT MAKING ME A GOG DAMN OUTFIT!" he protested as he swiped at the constantly moving measuring tape.

She simply ignored his protests and wrote down the last of the measurements she needed. "Hmm, what colour should I use...?" she wondered aloud, pulling out several different coloured fabrics from the shelves and holding them in front of him.

"NO, YOU'RE NOT MAKEING AN OUTFIT FOR ME! WHAT PART OF 'NO' DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?" he yelled as he tried to pull a bright red fabric out from in front of him.

"Perfect," she said in delight, picking out the red fabric and putting the other fabrics neatly back on the shelves.

"NO!" he continued to protest, starting to give up. There was no stopping her; she was going to do whatever she wanted. Besides, he was getting a little tired. He didn't realize how much time had gone by.

"I'm going to get started on this. I'll probably be working on it all night. If you get hungry feel free to take whatever is in the kitchen. And I don't have a spare bed so you'll have to sleep on the couch, sorry," she said as she trotted off to her room to start her new project.

Karkat sighed after she left. Well, might as well get some sleep. He turned off the lights and plopped down on the couch and slowly fell asleep.


Wow, this was longer then I originally intended... And I didn't mean to make that so... adorable... I'm just going to clear this up now, I'm not shipping anyone. No trollXpony romance here.

And if you're wondering about Karkats uncharacteristic lack of swearing or milder swearing, lets just say he was trying to be nicer around Rarity and not that I'm clearly too much of a sensitive wimp to write it (It's weird, I can read it and listen to it without a problem but I can't bring myself to write it... I guess I'm like Tavros in that sense... This is going to be a problem...)