Ahhh my poor readers! I'm so incredibly sorry! This next chapter is taking a long (loooooooooooooooong) time to finish, I am so incredibly sorry. I haven't been here in so long that they forgot my password (sweat drip). Well, I wish I could offer you the next chapter, but it's not done. Instead how about this filler? I've got two throw away chapters and a few other odds and ends here... I hope this makes up for the hiatus.
This is where Karkat finds Terezi after being on Earth for a while.
Karkat adjusted his hat so that it covered more of his face. He hoped no one would look closer. He shoved his hands further into the pocket of his smelly sweatshirt. It was quite a prize; he'd found it on the sidewalk somewhere and it looked warm. Besides, it covered his hands: that was essential.
He let the crowd push him around. He didn't know where they were going, but it didn't really matter.
The crowd slowed down, and Karkat heard the rustling and the clinking of coins.
Shit. Was there a toll or something? Why was Earth so damn expensive?
But no, they were just throwing coins into a rusted can that sat beside a girl with the sign "Blind w/ skin condition. Money please." the strange thing about the sign was that it was written in leetspeak, and the girl... The girl...
"Terezi?"
She turned her head slightly, as though not believing what she heard.
"Terezi!" Karkat shoved his way through the crowd, stepping on feet and knocking people over with out apologizing.
She lifted her head up and smiled, a full, beautiful smile that caught the light on every tooth, throwing each into sharp relief.
(Geddit? Geddit? sharp? Cause she has sharp teeth? Eheheh, I crack myself up)
Unfortunately it scared off the human crowd. Wait, did I say unfortunately? I meant fortunately.
Karkat crouched in front of her. "Terezi! You're okay!"
"Karkat! Your not a sobbing mess in the corner!"
"What the fuck. I actually did miss you. And you ruined it."
She pinched his cheek. "I was teasing you! I knew you'd be okay because you're the 'strong and powerful leader'!"
"Shut up."
She laughed before grabbing him and pulling him into a hug.
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Alright, that was sweet. Now here's the conversation between Dirk and Roxy while on the bus on their way to the first guardian at Rose's school.
The third and fourth person Dirk could tolerate. It was the fifth when his eye began to twitch.
After the seventh person had gotten up and asked him what the deal was with the costume, Dirk leaned over to Roxy.
"What do you have in the bottle?"
She hiccuped. "Gartoraid. Oops, Gatoraide. Fuck, Gatorade."
Dirk raised his eyebrows.
"What, its not leik you want a drikn- a drink."
"Roxy..."
"Oh my jegus you do wnat a drink! Hahshajskzkzkzha, thats so funny!"
"Roxy, please."
"You were diggin into me aaaaalalll that time fro drinkig, and now you want a sop. Sip. Youre such a hypocritte." She laughed.
"Roxy just give me the goddamn bottle
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So, enjoying the filler so far? I most certainly am. I loved writing these scenes, but I never got a chance to use them... Until now that is! Well now we'll move onto profiles and facts and stuff I haven't mentioned but you may like to know anyways.
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Headcanons:
This part could actually pretty much be a novel, but I'll stick with the stuff that applies to this story and, well, the things I actually like.
Sollux and Karkat headcanon:
Sollux wasn't always friends with Karkat. They just... kinda knew people who knew people who knew them. Sometimes, they would play games together, but never one on one, always with a big group. It always took a lot of convincing to get Karkat to join one anyways.
But then Aradia died. And Sollux was messed the fuck up. That's when he began to hate himself, but not how we know he does now; he hated himself in that he actually wanted to kill himself. And he wanted to do it the same way Aradia went.
But his powers were messed up. They didn't work so well now. Soon, his desire grew into a complex, a fixation... He couldn't pick up a damn pencil with his powers anymore, but he was going to change that.
In his fixation, he neglected the most recent game the group would play. And it just so happens, that in neglecting the game, he forgot to send Karkat the pirated copy he'd been sending to everyone, and of course Karkat got pissed off and stormed to his house in a rage after Sollux refused to answer all of his messages and hassling.
And he found Sollux beat up and smoldering with red and blue smoke.
That's when he and Sollux became friends. He taught Sollux to vent his anger at Karkat, and he taught Sollux to love himself.
Every troll should be their own Moirail? Wrong. Some were their own Kismesis.
They're best friends now, acting almost unconsciously as each others auspistice and loving hating themselves and knowing they will never die from that.
I'm sorry. I really am. I'm so sorry.
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On to lighter topics! An explanation of my ships and how they appear in this story!
Karkezi (Karkat and Terezi): Man, this ship gets a lot of hate, even though they are cuties. But still, I hold firm the best of besties pale friends could get. In other words, Terezi and Karkat are pretty much almost moirails they have such a close relationship. Seriously though, Terezi needs some love right about now; she's bein' beat up by her abusive boyfriend! Jeez, the poor baby...
JohnKat (John and Karkat): Obviously flushing red for each other :D Okay, but seriously, no, they have a mutual platonic friendship that could easily teeter on into- I'm not going to finish that. This is supposed to be serious. Get it together Petty! You get it together, you're the one writing! Auuugh I didn't need an answer! Sorry. Anyways, to keep this from receding into babble as I am prone to do, I like to think that Karkat is kinda the universal moirail. He's just the guy you go to with problems.
DaveKat (Dave and Karkat): See above. Yes, all of it.
Sollia (Sollux and Aradia): They used to be matesprits, yes, but, well, things 're still very close friends, and if there's a problem they're likely to turn to each other... unless the problem concerns the other. Aradia isn't very fully emotionally developed, probably an aftershock of being dead, so sometimes she doesn't register if something's morally wrong. In other words, a bit of a sociopath. Sollux is likely to turn inwards with his problems, and it always takes a lot of coaxing to get them out.
Kanrose (Kanaya and Rose): Sweeties all around. 'Nuff said.
HAMMERTIME! (John and Dave): As much as I want to, I am afraid I must have to leave this ship out as much as possible. I know this because otherwise I'll just end up writing a bunch of smut.
Stridercest and the Lalonde reciprocal: See above
Dirk and Roxy: Not romantically involved, nor will ever be (most likely at least), but I feel I should mention them because I want to express their relationship with the others: alienated. They're like the trolls a bit (although they do have a home) in that they have no idea where the fuck they are or who these people are. And while the trolls would shoulder the hurt and focus solely on survival, these two don't need to worry about survival. All they have is an endless supply of various inebriating liquids.
Erisol (Eridan and Sollux): I know they're no relevant yet because Eridan is dead (so far, wonk wonk), but I just wanted to ask all you readers out there if you've read any good fanfics. I've been in the mood lately. Actually, any gooey romantic Homestuck fanfic would work.
So, I know I'm leaving a lot of ships out, but just assume that they're irrelevant or I just forgot.
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And before I sign off, I have a treat for you! This is a SHORT SECTION PREVIEW FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
Lunch detention. Two of the most beautiful words Dave has ever heard. He won't have to find somewhere to sit at lunch, nor will he have to talk to people or have people talk to him. Nothing but blissful silence.
Passing period on the other hand, was painful. People stopped to turn and look at him, calling out to him like they were friends and asking for a reenactment of the PE incident. Stupid lousy goddamn temper. Got in the way of rational decisions.
And wow that was a lot shorter than I thought. Sorry! Well, I hope that even though this was a piss-poor apology for having a chapter take a month, I hope you enjoyed it anyways.
I did.
As always, your humbled author,
Petty
