A/N: POV switch back again to Terezi. I think I'm going to keep it going like this. Every odd chapter being Terezi and every even one being Karkat.

Something was touching you. This is definitely not what you needed right now. Your senses were going crazy, your head was spinning, and that same annoying voice was trying to comfort you into staying asleep. You would have listened if you didn't hear the muffled yelling from the physical world that you recognize immediately. While you were hoping for Sollux, it was such a relief to hear Karkat even if he was yelling profanities at the top of his lungs. Opening your eyes, you sit up out of the sopor, leaning up against the side to cover yourself. Karkat would be such a wriggler about it even now, much less if you didn't take the moment to make sure you weren't exposed. " I DON'T NEED TO SEE THAT, TEREZI. WE'RE ONLY 6 SWEEPS. WHAT THE HELL." And then the usual getting flustered, ranting, and not looking at you for the next half hour, even if you did get dressed. You know that's how it would play out.

There's still sopor in your hair but most of it has rolled down off of your face by now. You slick your hair back, gripping on to the side of the recuperacoon with one hand to keep yourself balanced and above. The wounds on your face start pulsing with pain; you almost forgot about this. You still couldn't see but for some reason you now could tell where he was. Only him though, and you couldn't pinpoint why or anything about him but you could tell where the edge of your coon was and where the angry younger troll stood. Maybe you were just used to the room and your senses were compensating. You could hear him breathing, him speaking to you (even if you weren't listening to exactly what he had to say) and his little groans of frustration made you giggle. You could also smell him though. He smelled… amazing. You'd worn one of his sweaters before, you knew his scent well, but you never could smell him from this far away. You assume again that it's your senses over compensating for your lack of sight, your body is going through a lot of shock at the moment.

You couldn't help but crack a smile when you could practically hear his shock. Even though you couldn't see yourself, you figured that since it hurt like hell it must look close to the same. Sadly, you were completely right. Wounds of teal bordered your, now, cherry red eyes. That was always one of the colours you loved the look of the most and now you wore it. Those teal wounds had already started to heal from the sopor; it was like sunburn that only turns your skin a harsh colour, no blood or breaking. Your skin was extremely tender, sore to any kind of touch whether it be someone actually touching you, your shirt being pulled over your head, or a small current of wind travelling through your hive. What did worry you now though was that after the sopor, a lot of the pain was gone, and now you could feel yourself blink. You could feel your eyes open. They just weren't working.

He was stuttering again. Trying to think of something to say, probably not able to decide whether or not one of his insults were too harsh. Probably, he doesn't know whether to be angry at you or worried about you. He can't seem to settle on one when you finally hear him speak. "What.. What the fuck, Terezi?" He's had his better moments but for now it seems the man who could ramble on forever on one subject completely on metaphors is speechless. It must really be that bad.

You don't know what to say so you stay quiet until he decides to speak again. It takes him a while but finally, he speaks up. "What… What happened?" His voice gets more loud and panicked as he goes on, you can just imagine his expression. His forehead wrinkling from being pushed together, looking worried but every once in a while his eyebrows pulling down into anger, like he's readjusting himself because he forgot that he's supposed to be furious. But at the same time, you can imagine his eyes wide with horror. Maybe even him looking slightly irritated because a grin has spread across your face. You can't help that his ranting and raving and now suddenly his worry is at least slightly amusing. You can feel something in front of your face. It's like how you knew he was there but you couldn't pinpoint why and you knew it was close and moving. "Terezi? You even there? "

You not looking directly at him makes him think you're not paying attention. You wonder where you actually are looking but try to adjust yourself as much as you can, hoping to actually look like you can see him. He's waving his hand in front of your face but stops as soon as you move.

"Can you get me my clothes?" That really helps his frustration. You know he probably thinks that you're avoiding his question but at that moment, your mind is scattered and you really could care less how much it helps his temper. You know he's going to get irritated by it and you're completely prepared to deal with it. He's going to get irritated by anything so you would rather it be while you're actually dressed.

Karkat hands you the towel from beside your recuperacoon, the one you usually use to clean up the sopor that gets on the floor after stepping out in the evening, and sets your clothes down in the only dry place where it was lying. You giggle after hearing him groan in frustration or disgust and his footsteps grow farther away. He's going to stand against the wall, you assume, as you crawl out and dry yourself off. Sopor always did have an odd smell to it but now more so than before. It smelled sweet now, like vanilla but then had a spearmint kick to it. It smelled… delicious actually. You try to redress quickly to minimize the scolding you knew you would get from your angry friend.

Another thing you could practically smell was the worry falling off of Karkat. As you finished dressing, you threw the towel down on the floor, standing on it to make it soak up the sopor you had spilled earlier. "You don't have to hide now." You giggle, or at least your version of a giggle. Karkat always tells you it's an evil cackle, like nails on a chalkboard. You hear him turn around and as he gets closer, you get a better sense of where he was. This was.. odd. When you had closed your eyes before, turned off the lights, anything like that you were completely blind but now you could tell where things were. Still not see but you didn't know how to even begin to explain it to yourself. You walk forward, trying to find Karkat. He was being so quiet, it was odd for him, and when you moved you had a hard time telling where he was. You end up bumping into him, which gets you the usual scolding. "You couldn't have waited another fucking second? I was coming right back over to you. "

You can tell he's staring down at you. He's probably trying to figure out what's wrong with you. He knows how troll biology works, he knows what that red means. He's probably in denial, probably not ready to believe that it's permanent. Probably not ready to try to inform you like you hadn't already figured out your sight was gone. "How did you… How did you even fucking manage to do this to yourself? You disappear for a few fucking days and worry everyone and then I come to find you looking like you've gotten the shit beaten out of you and…"

He doesn't finish. You were right about him not wanting to admit it, though still not sure if it's to himself or to you.
"And now I'm blind. You can say it, Karkat. I'm not going to hang you for slander." You giggle again, trying to walk around your hive like you usually do. It's a force of habit when you're around Karkat. Say something that will probably piss him off, laugh, walk away with your 'cocky swagger' as he said once. Then turn back around when you're a few steps away and grin at him, that mocking grin you use. It makes him more flustered than usual and you hate to admit that watching the shorter boy flounder really is one of your favorite past times.

"You're not blind. That'll heal in a few days, okay. I mean, it's not like you're Vriska. Your eyes are still there, her one is gone. Your's can be fixed."

Vriska? Her eye is gone? You can't hold yourself back, even with as much that has happened already that's glorious! You laugh like an idiot, cackling while you can just hear the confusion and irritation coming off of Karkat. He knew you two weren't on good terms anymore and knew that you had platonically hated her but that was about all.

"Sollux and I did it!" You almost scream, still grinning. Oh god, you wish you could see his expression. "I didn't think it would do that much damage. I just wanted to scare her, tell Mr. Vanilla Icecream on her, not that but ha! What happened? Did he just take out her eye or the whole side of her face too? Did her lusus try to eat her yet?" The last question set off the giggles again. You could imagine Spidermom doing that. Vriska's weak; Vriska can't fight; Vriska can't provide. Well then, something needs to feed her lusus. That would be perfect.

There is a long silence from Karkat. He's not answering your questions, he's just standing there. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Well then, looks like it's about time to explain this jumbled mess you have here.