Hey, y'all! Guess what time it is~ Fanfiction time! So, guesswhatimahomestuck said last chapter was one huge block, and I'm super sorry about that! I'll try my best to fix it. I hate reading fanfiction like that. But Fanfiction and I just haven't been getting along as of late, so yeah. Hopefully it won't happen again, but no promises.

So for special people I'm gonna mention anyone who has reviewed/faved my oneshot, Dad, alongside people for this fic just cuz I know none of those special motherfuckers will ever be mentioned otherwise. So, special people who deserve glomps and digital cookies are: Lioness Deity (guest), renderingArtisan(my meowrial! X33), Dimple Bracegirdle, Flipnoteriversong, GamzeeMakaraBardOfRage, guesswhatimahomestuck, Dorodorocatchan.

Terezi's POV

I am TEREZI PYROPE. I am a thin, fifteen-year-old NINTH GRADER. I have SYNETHESIA (a fancy word that means I can smell colors). I claim to be able to TASTE color too, but it's actually just an EXCUSE to freak people out. I am COLORBLIND. I am constantly wearing pointed-red GLASSES because they smell AMAZING. I have a great love for JUSTICE and DRAGONS. I also love to ROLE-PLAY.

I see Karkat looking back in the direction we had come from with an awestruck, relieved look on his face from the back of the boat. I silently walk up behind him, not making a single sound. On a certain level, I expect him to call me out on sneaking up on him like they do in the movies, but he doesn't. He remains completely wrapped up in his thoughts until I lick his cheek and teasingly say,

He makes a high-pitched, surprised sound before scowling and yelling at me (as usual).

I smile evilly, quite enjoying the way his already pale skin became paler than before.

He quickly glances around the area to make sure no one had heard. He shifts uncomfortably. I sometimes find myself wondering if he realizes that he's such an open book.

About a week ago, I had went to Karkat's house for a surprise visit, even though I know he doesn't like me coming over. It was three in the afternoon. I had banged on his door. I heard a lot of cussing and thumping from inside the apartment. After a few minutes he opened the door looking like he had just crawled out of bed. His eyes looked... Different than normal. Not to mention that instead of smelling like a dull green as per usual they had smelled red. I had been giving him hell about it ever since.

Luckily for Karkat, he doesn't have to find an answer to that question, because a voice is stage whispering from behind us.

Before anyone can stop her, she has jumped onto Karkat, who is an inch or two shorter than her and way thinner than her. Her weight pushes the two of them over the edge of the railing.

Nepeta can't swim.

I call for help of course. I can swim, but not well enough to actually help her. The others come rushing out immediately to answer my pleas. I look over the ledge into the water a little ways away from the boat. Eridan had stopped the boat the second he had heard me, but we had still moved a little away from the spot they had fallen. Nothing was out there.

Equius dives in without taking off his shirt. We all watch to see who will, no, when they will resurface. Oh, please don't let them die. My slightly more sensitive ears hear sputtering and coughing. I say so and keep looking, but I only see Equius coming out of the water, looking heartbroken. But... he's not coughing.

I look directly down and see Karkat clinging onto the ladder with one arm, while holding onto Nepeta with the other. A wave of relief washes over me.

Equius slowly realizes that they're okay and swims towards the ladder. He has Nepeta climb onto his back and wrap her arms around him. Both Equius and Karkat climb up the ladder. When Karkat gets on the deck, I hug him as tightly as I can.

I plan on saying something to show my appreciation of him, and how he's such a great friend. I plan on saying something life changing. I plan on saying something that might make the usually grumpy boy smile, but all I can really say is, "Red is a great color."

A raindrop lands on the top of my head.