I'm ba-ack! (If you understand this song reference I love you)

So, someone mentioned Karkat was a bit OOC in the last chapter, which I agree with. Remember, I take all helpful feedback seriously! I appreciate that you take the time to criticize what I write yet still enjoy it!

So please pay special attention to Karkat and let me know in a review if I've done his character well.

I don't have the trolls say hives, I just feel like they wouldn't say that in this AU…? And plus they haven't been saying it this far so screw it. Sorry :P

(Also I'm a little sad I only got 4 reviews last chapter, please review more?)

Read on~


John Egbert was sort of freaking out right now. He had kissed a troll yesterday and now he had butterflies in his stomach. It sounded like the summary of one of those really bad romance fanfictions he used to read on by that one crazy girl who shipped all the gays together ((A/N: *cough*ME*cough*)).

He was currently in the bathroom of the guest room he stayed in, washing his face and brushing his teeth. It was the morning after the kiss he had had with Karkat, and he was freaking out as he splashed cold water onto his cheeks. Sighing, he stared at his reflection in the mirror, studying his sharp cheekbones and bright blue eyes.

"Egbert? Breakfast is getting cold and I'm not going to reheat it for you." The troll's voice floated up from the stairs below, and John hastily dried his face before making his way down to the kitchen.

Two plates were set out on the table, both filled with frozen waffles heated up and two slices of turkey bacon. John silently approached Karkat from behind, not meaning to scare him, but did anyway.

"Jegus fuck, Egbert!" He basically yelled in the other's face, dropping the orange juice carton. It spilled onto the floor, soaking the troll's feet in the orange liquid. Scowling, Karkat stomped off to go find a towel, muttering under his breath. John quickly picked up the dripping carton and put it in the trash, taking a deep breath.

When they had both sat down at the table and met eye contact, John offered a small smile. Karkat simply scowled and stuffed a bite of waffle into his mouth, taking out his phone from his pocket. He began to type out a message on his phone, leaving John to wonder what exactly had happened in the last twelve hours that had changed Karkat's mood so drastically.

"I'll be going out. Don't bother calling because I won't pick up." Karkat stood up and rinsed out his mouth, dropping his plate in the sink.

"Wait, Karkat!" John followed him to the door, eyes widening at the troll's sharp attitude towards him.

Karkat slammed the door behind him, leaving John with a frustrated look on his face. One minute later, the door reopened, and Karkat stood there, his face red with embarrassment as he took a step forwards and swiftly kissed John on the mouth, deeply.

"Seriously. Don't call me." He closed the door again and was gone.

"I—" John stood there for a while, a blush spreading over his own cheeks as well. He closed his mouth and touched his own lips gentle, smiling to himself. Karkat was such a funny troll.

He was going upstairs to take a shower when the house phone rang. Humming to himself, he took out a towel from the cabinet and cradled the phone between his ear and his shoulder.

"Hello?"

"Heyyyy Johnny boy. You free or is the fire-breathing troll holding you captive?" Dave's voice spoke on the other line, and John smiled happily.

"Hey Dave! Karkat just went out, so we should hang out." He replied, walking over to the closet and pulling out a set of fresh clothes.

"Cool. I'll come pick you up in ten minutes for our hot date." The blonde hung up, leaving John confused. Did Dave really mean a date, or was he joking around ironically as usual? Shrugging off the foolish thought, John took a quick shower before waiting downstairs on the couch for Dave.

"Ready, dork?" Dave knocked on the front door, grinning when the ebony opened it up for him. Nodding, John followed him into the sleek red car, happy to be with his best friend.


Karkat grew up in a household where his feelings were always suppressed. He didn't know how to express himself properly, and he was starting to regret that now. He didn't know how to be around John after they had kissed.

Were they a couple? Were they dating? Should Karkat call John his boyfriend? Should they use cue pet names around each other and be lovey-dovey? Or was John having second thoughts about the kiss?

All these questions were driving the troll insane. He wanted answers, but of course, Gamzee was having a crises and needed his best friend. So he left John with an unexpected kiss, on both parts, and drove over to Gamzee's house, determined to only spend an hour there. He wanted to take John out on a real first date, maybe even for dinner. There, he could get John's full opinion on them together.

"Gamzee, you stupid juggalo, where are you?" He called as he knocked on the troll's door and opened it. It was unlocked it. He stepped into the house and called out for his best friend again.

"Hey there, motherfucker. Honk, hehe."

The last thing Karkat felt was a sharp pain in his head before he blacked out.


Ooh, cliff-hanger! Review and tell me how the chapter was.

~samx