Eek! Sorry guys! ;_; I haven't updated in like what. A month? I've been so busy with homework and tests and I've also started running an ask blog! If you want to know what it is, just ask me! ;D
Sorry for the few people who actually like this fanfic, but I'm thinking of quitting it. It's not going anywhere and I can't think of a concrete plot. So consider this the last chapter for this fanfic? I may write another entirely new one if I'm up for it. But maybe. x_x
WALL FOUR:
SWITCH TO KARKAT VANTAS
Karkat Vantas's eyes hungrily feasted on every single detail of Terezi's vibrant hive. It was packed to the brim with brilliant colors. It took a lot of willpower not to be rude and shield his eyes from the brightness. Karkat hated colors. He hated anything that had more than two colors on it. Colors reminded him of the hemospectrum, something that constantly reminded him of how much of a freak he was. His expression darkened at the thought. Karkat hissed to himself. Fuck the hemospectrum.
"So, what do you think of my respiteblock? Paradise or what?" Terezi sharply elbowed Karkat in the ribs, knocking the wind out of him. "Hehehe, don't you just love all the delicious colors?"
Karkat tenderly massaged his bruising chest. "No, I hate it. It looks like a fairy ate too much shit for lunch and barfed it all up into your hive."
"Don't be such a grumpynubs! I spent a lot of time decorating. Besides, I need to smell my way around here, so these colors allow me to have a clear route in my head!" Terezi grinned, showing all her sharp crocodile teeth.
As Terezi delved into a long, detailed explanation of how she finds her way around her hive, Karkat began to tune out her loud voice and started to explore her respiteblock. He grimaced. Colors, colors, and more colors. Why did Terezi have to be obsessed with colors so much? He mildly understood the concept of "smelling out a path hehehe", but he couldn't stand it.
"Karkat! Weren't you listening? Do you even know what I'm talking about?" Terezi glared.
Karkat spun around, nearly bumping into one of her plush scalemates. "Oh, huh? Er, of course. Smelling your way around here. Fascinating." He mumbled.
Terezi raised an eyebrow disapprovingly. "EERRRRNCK! Wrong! I asked you a question, dumbass! I said, what's your favorite color in all of paradox space?" She spread her arms out wide in a circle to emphasize how vast paradox space was.
Karkat spat. "Black. Gray. Anything that won't fucking blind someone." Any color that's not on the hemospectrum either, he thought to himself.
"Those are bland, disgusting colors! Chosen by a bland troll!" Terezi tutted. "I like all the colors! All of them! But do you know what I absolutely love the most?" She suddenly leaned in closer, inches from Karkat's face.
"Candy apple red!" She giggled. Karkat froze for a minute. He knew exactly what she meant, and she knew he knew what she was implying. He glared at her, enraged. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! I told you to never mention that again! I already know that I'm a fucking mutant. I don't need you to remind me that I am!"
Terezi frowned, clearly offended. "I don't think you understand what I mean, Karkles. Didn't you hear me? I said I like candy apple red the most!"
"Of course I fucking heard what you said. What the fuck do you mean by-" Karkat's flow of swear words were quenched by Terezi's delicate lips. His anger drifted away and was replaced by utter shock. How was he to respond? He couldn't just leave her like this! Karkat's insides did an acrobatic fucking pirouette as he awkwardly returned the kiss. The two trolls continued kissing, growing more passionate and energetic. Karkat wrapped his hand in Terezi's soft, dark hair. The blind troll gripped his back firmly, digging her nails into his fuzzy sweater. They only stopped every few minutes to gasp for air before embracing each other with their lips. After both were a few seconds close to passing out, they collapsed onto a bed of pillows and scalemates, all vibrant with color.
The two trolls said nothing for a while. The moment they just had was a bit overwhelming and Karkat needed to process it all in his head. He just had a sloppy makeout with Terezi Pyrope. No one must know about this, he thought to himself. This was a completely obvious statement. If what he just had with her leaked out, Karkat's life would be ruined. Butā¦Karkat blushed. He had enjoyed that. He had enjoyed it so very much, and every nerve in his body was craving for more. What was wrong with him? He wanted to scream at himself.
Terezi turned around to face her matesprit. "Candy apple red is my favoriteā¦" She sang softly.
Karkat stopped himself from going into an all-out rage fest. This time, he knew what she meant. "That's fucking stupid. Teal is so much more appealing than red." He muttered.
Terezi giggled. "Are you sure about that? After all, red is the color for the flushed quadrant!"
"It's also the color of my retarded blood," Karkat shot back.
"All the more to love red! Red smells delicious! Like candy apples, hehehehe!" The blind troll smiled. He lightly gave her dainty nose a small peck. Please don't let this moment pass. Let it last forever. Karkat pleaded, to whom he did not know. He suddenly remembered something vitally important.
"Terezi, what was it you wanted to tell me? The reason I came here in the first place?" He asked.
Terezi nuzzled in deeper into Karkat's cozy sweater. "Hmm? Oh, that! I just said that so you would want to come in and I could play with you! Hehehe. Sorry!"
"What? That was fucking cheap, Pyrope. No one can beat you in a manipulate-off, apparently," Karkat tried his best to sound annoyed and pissed, but he was too content to succeed. He just wanted to lie in this atrociously colorful pile with her forever.
"I'm simply the best there is! Way better than Vriska!" Terezi grinned, flashing her teeth.
Karkat remembered what Sollux told him. "Oh, yeah. You're not scarred for life or anything, are you? You have any more nightmares, you better let me fucking know. I swear, if you start talking to Sollux for things like that, I will conjure up all the rage and hate stewing in my soul and start rampaging around Alternia like a fucking monster out to wreak havoc. The wrigglers will be so terrified of me, and you will wish that you had never made a sound in front of that psionic bastard. Everyone will be-"
Terezi silenced him with a quick kiss on the lips. "Oh, stop it. We all know that won't happen. Haven't I given you enough proof that I won't ditch you for another matesprit?"
"No, you have not. In fact, now I am even more certain that you will go and run off with another troll. Nice job, Terezi. Way to make things fucking better for yourself," Karkat complained stubbornly.
Terezi smirked. She leaned in and kissed him more zealously. This time, Karkat held her until he was satisfied enough to let her go. "How about now?" She grinned.
Karkat blushed and looked away. "Maybe. For now, I shall believe that you will be a faithful matesprit. But not for long." Oh, you are so milking it. He smugly said to himself.
To his disappointment, Terezi sat up and stretched. Sighing, Karkat reluctantly heaved himself off of the pillow pile and dusted the lint of his clothes. Terezi looked up at him.
"I guess it's just a troll thing how we naturally reveal our feelings in piles of assorted items," She tilted her head.
"That's because piles are the best fucking places to do it. If you want to spill out your feelings or have sloppy makeouts, why not on a pile of fucking pillows and stuffed dragon dolls?" Karkat said sarcastically.
Terezi grinned widely. "Good point, nubby. My mound of scalemates is rather comfortable."
Karkat tried to stifle a yawn, but to his utter horror, it escaped his lips in a big huff. Terezi raised an arched eyebrow. Desperately, he covered his open mouth with his hand.
"Am I that boring that you have to yawn right in front of me?" She remarked drily.
Karkat widened his eyes. "No, of course not! You're never boring. In fact, you're unpredictable and spontaneous, much to my utter annoyance."
"Then why are you yawning? It obviously means that-" Terezi stopped herself. After a few seconds, she looked up at Karkat with a malicious grin. "You must be tired, Karkles! When's the last time you slept?"
Oblivious to Terezi's hatching plan, Karkat shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. It's hard to fucking remember what with everything that's happened."
Karkat felt a tight grip on his arm. He looked down to see a grinning Terezi pulling him back down into the scalemates pile. Karkat faceplanted into a yellow plush dragon.
"WHAT THE FUCK, TEREGGTFFHGT," Karkat screamed. He felt his matesprit squirm closer to him.
"You need your rest, Karkat! So sleep!" Terezi giggled.
Karkat rolled forward to look her in the eye. "What, right now? That's fucking retarded, Terezi. I don't have time to sleep."
"Well, you had time to walk all the way to my hive, didn't you? This is your consequence for doing that! One free nap in a fluffy pile of scalemates, courtesy of yours truly!" She stuck out a tongue. Karkat sighed in defeat. Fine, he decided. I'll get a little shut-eye if it'll make that manipulative psychopath happy. Despite Karkat's resistance, he drifted off to sleep after he closed his eyes for a minute.
