Okay, it was between when I wrote the previous chapter and this one that I started thinking about making it a SolKar. I don't even know why, I mean I ship JohnKar SODAMNHARD but I think it wouldn't fit here. *le shrug* Ah well.
AND PLEASE DON'T ASK ME WHY THEY HAVE CINNAMON. I DON'T KNOW, JUST PRETEND THEY HAVE CINNAMON ON ALTERNIA.
The Longwinded Biography of a God
Chapter 6 ...in which Karkat eats cinnamon.
A three sweep old Karkat ran through the dim halls of his hive, seemingly screaming bloody murder. But that was if you didn't know the situation. His neighbor, a small yellow blooded troll with two sets of horns and mismatched eyes chased after him, a spoon of some fine brown powder in his hand. "Come baaack!" he called, his lisp painfully obvious. "It'th juth thinnamon! Don't be thuch a grub!"
"BUT I DUN FUCKIN WANNA EAT ANY GOGDAMN CINNAMON!"
A thud was heard as the yellowblood tackled Karkat to the ground, narrowly missing a set of stairs. There was a short struggle, followed by the screaming of ironic blood-color-oriented insults, then silence.
"I dun wanna eat the cinnamon, Sollux!" Karkat shouted suddenly, almost knocking the spoon out of his small hands.
"Not a chanthe, KK. Eat the thinnamon, or I'll thove it down your gogdamn protein thute," Sollux growled, putting the spoon to the smaller boys lips. Karkat shook his head, knocking a portion of cinnamon onto his shirt.
An irritated growl came from the yellowblood, followed by a sigh. He certainly wasn't making this easy, was he? But then an idea popped into his head. It was something he had seen his own lusus do when one head wouldn't eat. It was rather cute, but he had no idea how Karkat would react. Well, only one way to find out.
Sollux bent down and placed an itty bitty butterfly kiss on Karkat's cheek. The raging three sweep old paused in his rant, looking mildly stunned. His mouth was slightly agape, and Sollux took this opportunity to stick the spoon in. Instantly, he was coughing and hacking like his life depended on it.
Grinning, Sollux helped the poor boy into a sitting position, then papped his back a few times. The painful expression on Karkat's face almost, almost, almost made him feel guilty.
Almost.
But not quite.
"Thee? That wathn't tho bad, wath it?" he chuckled, papping the smaller troll's back a few more times for good measure.
Karkat glared. "F-Fuck you..." he managed to whisper. His voice was hoarse, and Sollux laughed.
"Come on, KK," he said, picking up the smaller troll. "Let'th go get you thome water thall we? That lookth kind of painful."
Karkat tried to say something else, but it was lost in a fit of dry coughs. Instead, he simply relaxed in the larger troll's hold, a serene look in his eyes.