Oh man do I suck :'D
Hey guys! Remember when I said I'd try and write a Christmas special? Well, it turns out that I had no spare time for that whole week _ Plus this Month has been hectic due to finding out I got into my University course (HELL FUCKING YES!) and just working out accommodation since I'll be moving out of my tiny country town (well, apparently we're not a town anymore because we have a population lower than 200...fuck the government, we're still a town damn it!) into the big city of Melbourne. To be honest, I'm trying not to shit myself because this will be a huge change for me, I've only got about a week or two before I have to move out :/
But to any of my readers from Melbourne, Hi there! :D You'll know it's me when you see some idiot constantly almost getting hit by vehicles or see a newspaper article called 'Country bumpkin hit by tram!'
Anyways, thanks to everyone for the lovely reviews :) I'm sorry the last one was just filler but...I have no excuse, I just suck.
Chapter Eleven
Today seemed very pleasant, especially for Houston; a perfect day to take the boys out for some sunlight and socialize.
Both boys strapped, Dave playing around with Cal, the puppets head flopping backwards and forwards every time Dave would shake him in his little hands. Karkat, who has become a bit of a guzzle guts lately, was contently drinking away at his milk bottle. The little tucker has filled out nicely; give him a few days and he'll be at a reasonable weight in no time. The only real concern is that Karkat refuses to talk, only communicating through growls, clicks and the occasional screech; from what Aranea and the numerous websites Dirk has been on, all grubs start talking shortly after their first pupation.
It's become a common occurrence of seeing people give Dirk a strange stare whenever he takes the boys out for some sunlight, probably because it's a strange sight to see someone always walking around with not only a baby but another one of a different race. Dirk doesn't take much notice of them, Houston's a big city, most people don't know him so why should he care what strangers thought of him.
Their little adventure ended up taking them to a park, which seemed pretty popular today; can't blame them for taking advantage of such a nice day.
"Alright guys, time for a little stretch." Dirk said as he stopped in the shade of a large tree, and proceeded to unbuckle the two little boys and sat them down on the grass.
"BRO!" Dave chimed as he dropped Cal, pushed himself onto his feet and plodded around in circles, giggling with enjoyment.
Karkat clung onto Dirks pant leg to balance himself, still trying to get used to walking on two legs. Once he deemed himself stable, he let go of his guardians leg and let out happy clicks as he (awkwardly) walked around.
Dirk placed himself on the grass beneath him, watching his charges walk around, roll on the grass and wrestle each other. It's hard to believe how much they've grown in such a short time; Dave couldn't do a single thing without Dirk other than cry and make a mess of his nappy, and Karkat was no bigger than the size of his palm when he found him.
Noon soon approached, both boys were sitting on the ground waiting to be fed.
"Alright, here ya go little man," Dirk said as he passed Dave his Sippy cup full of apple juice.
"Appa ju!" The tiny blond squealed as he began to drink the yellow drink.
"That's right Dave, Appa Ju," Dirk smirked as he rummaged the bag that was under the stroller for the other cup filled with milk. "And for the coolest little alien around."
Karkat took hold of the cup and smiled before he started sculling his drink.
Dirk helped himself to a bag of Doritos and just relaxed in the shade of the tree till the little tykes had finished their drinks, which they were then fed some mashed banana. After eating, both boys nodded off and fell asleep curled up on the adults lap. Carefully, Dirk was able to pick them up and buckled them back into the stroller without waking them up and started walking home.
The trip to the park certainly put the older Strider in a good mood, he'll have to bring them to the park again; and he can't wait till they're old enough to play on the playground.
As he turned a corner he met up with 3 teenage girls; all three of them had stopped what they were doing and looked like lovesick puppies as they stared at him, which was making Dirk feel very uncomfortable.
"Umm…excuse me, could you girls move out of the way?"
The girls snapped out of their stupor as the tallest and shortest moved out of the way for him, while the other just kept staring at him.
"Oh my god, YOUR HOT!" The girl squawked, which actually made Dirk jump slightly at the volume and pitch of her voice.
"Err, thanks?"
"Oh my god, you have babies!" the shorter one squealed as she moved in front of the stroller to look at the tiny passengers; the other girls let out an 'aww' as they joined their friend.
"Look at this little guy, he looks just like you!"
Dirk cracked a little smirk at the girls, 'that's my little brother, Dave."
"Aww he's so cute! I wonder what the other loo-oh mY FUCKING GOD!" the loud girl boomed which startled Karkat awake.
"Is-is that a troll baby? EWW!" The tallest one gagged at the sight of the grey skinned alien.
"Oh…wow…it's ugly, just-just yuck."
"Oi, what the Hell!" Dirk growled at the teenagers as they gave little Karkat looks of disgust.
"Trolls are fugly, I don't know why we have to share a planet with them!"
Karkat seemed to understand the situation and growled at them.
"Is this thing retarded, I thought they were smart enough to talk." The short one sneered.
"FFFFFFFFF!"
After hearing that sound, Dirk drew his attention to Karkat, eyes wide in anticipation; will this be the moment he says his first word?
"Pfft, what the heck is it doing?" the one with the loud voice sneered.
"FFFFFUUUUUU….FFUUU!"
…I-is he going to say what Dirk thinks he's going to say?
"Oh wow, ugly and stupid."
"FFFFFF….FAT!"
Dirk quickly moved his hand in front of his face as he tried not to bust out laughing. That was probably the last word he'd expect Karkat's first words to be and he almost thought his first word was going to be a swear for a moment.
"FAT FAT FAT!"
All three girls looked at Karkat with a horrified expression, eyes wide and mouths gaped open.
"Well, I think it's about time I leave you 'fatties' alone, I hope I don't see any of you again you racist pigs." And with that, Dirk pushed forward, leaving the girls completely quiet and speechless.
It was when they got back to the apartment that Karkat began crying.
"Shhhh Shhhh Shhhh, its okay little man," Dirk hushed as he unbuckled the wiggler and brought him to his chest to hug him, allowing the tiny troll to cry into his shoulder. "You did well, you did really well. You managed to shut those mean girls up."
Karkat's grip tightened as he began trembling.
"Don't believe what they say, you're a Strider! You're too cool to put up with people like them and soon you'll have girls, or guys, fawning over how hot and awesome you are!"
Karkat seemed to settle down and began nuzzling into Dirks neck and let out a few chirps before going limp.
Dirk let out a tired sigh as he moved the stroller into their bedroom and proceeded to strip Karkat before placing him in his slime, and then moving Dave out of the stroller and into his cot.
When he left the room and into the kitchen to make coffee, whatever rage he built up was beginning to seep out. He's absolutely furious at how horrible those girls were behaving. Dirk could deal with racism since it's a very common thing to see in the city, but to pick on a defenseless baby?! God, Dirk was tempted to punch one of them in the face, not only did they insult Karkat in front of him, but he made the little guy cry. What those girls did was unforgivable. Dirk could just…just, urgh! He really needs some coffee.
I had this up yesterday morning on Tumblr since I was away and only had access to Macca's wifi which is not only slow as all fuck, but fanfiction is also blocked...I've got a system to upload on Tumblr first so if you want to read newer chapters earlier, feel free to follow either of my blogs which can be found through my profile (pfft sameless self advertising!)
Alright question time!
Anyone knows what their God Tier is?
I am the Knight of Space! I've taken another test which got me Maid of Space (so I'm destined to be a space player) but I found a test that goes more in depth psychologically and I ended up getting Knight. This title bloody contradicts itself since the Space players are probably the most important one to have on your team to create the new universe; but as a Knight, It's my job to protect the other players (and is the class that dies the most)...hmm, If I were to be the graceful person that I am and fall down a flight of stairs and managed to get in the way of a bullet that was going to hit an innocent old lady, would that count as a heroic death? XD
Pfft, I'll stop now, I've left this to almost 2am to upload this and I'm absolutely knackered from such a long week. I'll upload this chapter to my AO3 account when I wake up
Good Night everyone U_U ...zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZ