Little Skaia Things (Homestuck)
Author: Ashynarr
Summary: So I promised myself a while back I would write some things for Homestuck, see as it's my other favorite fandom. This is a storage place for all my drabbles for the series and characters.
Disclaimer: Homestuck's not mine.
Warning: Multiple drabbles
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Jade looked up to her opponents, who were all waiting in eager anticipation for her next move. Leaning forward slowly, she rested her hand on top of the deck of cards, sliding the top one off carefully before turning it around so she could read it with a critical eye.
"Come to Dubai, where you can relax in our world-famous spas, experience the nightlife, or simply enjoy blank by the poolside."
In an instant John and Dave had slammed down cards in front of her, while Rose thoughtfully tapped her own hand before picking one and setting it down as well. Noticeably, her stack of black cards was almost twice as high as the rest of theirs, something the boys called cheats on but which she countered with psychology.
Or, in her words, "I've known you idiots my entire life, of course I know how to pander to you."
Jade picked them all up, shuffling them a few times even though she was fairly certain she could still guess whose was whose, and turned them around to read them out loud as well.
"Come to Dubai, where you can relax in our world-famous spas, experience the nightlife, or simply enjoy black people by the poolside." Snerk from the boys, grin from Rose.
"Come to Dubai, where you can relax in our world-famous spas, experience the nightlife, or simply enjoy turning the rivers red with the blood- sorry, boold of infidels by the poolside." A raised eyebrow from Rose and a oh of surprise from John.
"Come to Dubai, where you can relax in our world-famous spas, experience the nightlife, or simply enjoy… dead parents by the poolside. Rose!"
The seer hid a smile behind her hand while both boys shouted 'oh snop!' in unison. "You can't prove it was me."
"I know Dave was boold of infidels because he'd find the typo hilarious, and John is black people because he hasn't refreshed his hand in a while."
Rose sighed, smiling in good humor at being caught out. "You have to admit I would have had the point if your memory weren't so good."
"I guess, but since I caught you, and since Dave's is pretty funny too, I'm giving the point to him."
"Hell yeah," The knight cheered, taking his black card and dumping it onto his small pile. "Seriously though, why haven't we invited the others to join us in this? 'Cause Roxy at least would be able to counter Rose's bullshit fortune powers."
"Because three of them wouldn't get half of the jokes, Jane is busy Saturday evenings with her shows, and the trolls don't get any of the jokes we try to make," Jade offered, waiting for John to pick out the next black card.
"That doesn't explain how you get most of them, since you lived on an island too," John pointed out, reaching for the deck while still looking to her for a reply.
"Well, isn't it obvious? I'm friends with you three - I learned most of this stuff in self-defense."
The other three laughed while Jade grinned wildly. If nothing else, the games they played together every weekend truly showed how much they'd come together as friends over their wild lives. If even Mario Party couldn't tear them apart, nothing would, except perhaps whose turn it was to deal with laundry.
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It's a wriggler, somehow outside the caverns despite being just too young to have made it out of the trials, and without any sign of a lusus. Not to mention it's a hideous bright red that the rainbow drinker part of her both wonders and reels at. After all, it could be the most delicious meal she'd ever had, or the last, depending.
The empress has ordered all mutants culled to avoid spoiling the gene pool. Porrim had only just been allowed to exit the caverns to get the supplies the other jadebloods could not make or remake on their own, the predawn sun already preparing to rise over the distant horizon. There was no reason for her to do anything; it would roast on its own in the heat, and perhaps feed a passing lusus with its own, normal charge.
The mutant grub screeched again, wriggling around on the remains of its meteor before falling off and onto its back. It's tiny legs flailed in the air, a hilariously vulnerable display that another grub would have taken advantage of for an easy pretrial meal.
She sighed, sliding down into the crater the thing was crying in, if only to get it to shut up before to drew the attention of the creatures that prowled at this time of night for any prey foolish enough to not be burrowed in sane fear of the sun. It screeched more as she tucked it under an arm, squirming as she quickly clambered back up and stood there, looking out to the distant entrance to the brooding caverns, and then the other way to the nearby settlement she was supposed to be heading towards.
Well, she supposed her cloak could hide the thing enough to protect it from the dawn, and then when she reached the small cospe of trees just before the outer limits of town. Maybe there'd be a lusus or something there that would take the thing, either for a meal or a ward, and then she wouldn't have to worry about it anymore and it wouldn't draw predators to her main route home.
Nodding decisively, she readjusted the squirming screaming bundle of grub under her cloak and made her way onward, hoping the delay from her minor detour wouldn't be noticed by the others; she hated lusus cleaning duty and had no desire to take the task usually left to the younger jades and the punished.
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Oh moons it wouldn't shut up. Why wouldn't it shut up? Porrim could feel the headache pounding steadily as she made her way onwards, the morning sun going unappreciated because of the little mutant runt she was ten seconds from leaving to the undead regardless of whether it would put them on her own scent or not. She groaned and pulled out one of the grubloaf bars meant to last her the journey, after a moment deciding she wasn't that hungry and shoved the other half in the runt's mouth.
And then there was blessed silence, the mutant seizing the package with its front claws while it bit into the bland food with an eagerness that was almost admirable. Well, that was one mystery solved nicely, and her headache was fading now, so she made her way onwards, already spying the fuzzy edges to the horizon that marked the closest edge of the cospe.
By the time she finally reached it, it was well into the day, and the grub had fallen asleep, meaning it wouldn't start complaining or wriggling when she tucked it into a cove created by the roots of a few trees. There, let it survive or die on its own - her work here was done. Humming cheerfully, convinced she'd never see the mutant again, she made her way on to the town, going over the list of supplies in her mind and forgetting about the grub almost entirely.
(Meanwhile, in a tree above the suddenly awake, alone, and hungry grub, a rustblood wearing a spectacular green dress took the brief break in her work to laugh at what that poor, unsuspecting jadeblood was destined for. Interesting times, indeed!)
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AN: Another multipost in order to conserve space and stuff, whoops. First one is, obviously, CAH being plays by the beta kids, which tbh would be hilarious to watch probably. I picked one round from a video at random I was watching at the time, then picked the cards that fit people, and then this was a thing.
Second one is a prompt from the KM basically asking 'uh, trolls don't DO the warm fuzzy parental feelings to babies. So who in the world did Dolorosa manage without that instinct?' I blame time shenanigans, Damara having a good laugh, and a constantly exhausted Porrim who somehow manages to raise a mutant grub to become a rebel leader despite biology working against her.