Hey guys! Ok, I admit, this chapter SUCKS. You don't need to tell me, I know... T.T I didn't know where to go with this chapter! I'm sorry! I'll try my best to make it up to you in the next one! Ehh... That is, if you want me to. I need proof that this is even worth continuing! That is my deal.
Gamzee had no idea what was going on. This was worse than being immersed in his sopor highs... Meaning, it was very freaky. He and all his friends were gathered in a big... Field? He didn't know what to call the vast open space they were currently standing in and looking around. Suddenly, some big thing crashed into the ground about a mile from them, sending debris flying everywhere. Gamzee stumbled back in shock, a cry escaping his black painted lips. The rest of his troll friends screamed and a couple of them fell.
After the dust and who knows what else cleared, they ran towards the strange thing. They stopped a few feet from it and their eyes ran over it. Karkat nervously stepped forward and called out. "H-Hey! Anything in there? Come out and show your Gog-forsaken faces!" The door popped open, shooting a blast of air in their faces, blowing their hair back. Gamzee scanned the opening, and something stepped out. Well, more like stumbled out. It had blonde hair, and it was dressed in a white shirt with red sleeves, black pants, and dorned some dark glasses over its eyes. "W-What the hell... Where are we? W-Whoa! What the- what are you guys?" The being spoke. Gamzee and the other trolls looked at... Him(?) as if he was nuts. They could actually understand this... Thing!
Gamzee watched as more of them stepped out. So far there were four of them. One of them turned back to the opening and called out a name. "Harlow! Where are you?" Suddenly something tripped out of the opening and landed on their face. This one had black shoulder length hair with purple streaks in it. It was wearing black pants with rips in the legs, a black and purple short sleeve T-shirt that had something that said "All Time Low" on it, which he didn't have a clue to what it was, and had a pale complexion. She wore purple and black converse, which he thought was wicked.
When the thing looked up from its place in the ground, his breath was knocked from his lungs. It was definitely a she, and she was beautiful. Like a miracle,He wanted to add, but only in his mind. She had golden brown eyes, such a sharp contrast to his purple irises. Her eyes met his, and that was it.
He was awestruck, barely remembering to breathe. When she finally tore her eyes from his, she got up and dusted herself off. He looked over at his comrades, and they were also in shock. His eyes swept over the expressions of Karkat and Tavros, and he could have laughed at them. Karkat's eyes were wide, his mouth open wide, and Tavros' was pretty much the same, except he had a tan blush dusting his grey cheeks. He assumed they were looking at exactly what he was, and he didn't blame them, not at all.
"Uhh... Where are we? Who and what are you guys?" The beautiful one spoke. Karkat, of course, managed to get his tongue and mouth working. "W-We're trolls... I'm Karkat. And these guys are Aradia, Tavros, Sollux, Nepeta, Kanaya, Terezi, Vriska, Equius, Eridan, Feferi, and Gamzee." Karkat pointed to each troll as he went along. "Who are you guys?" He asked cautiously. Harlow smiled, and Gamzee thought he had died. "I'm Harlow Rowe, and these guys are Dave Strider, John Egbert, Rose Lalonde, and Jade Harley. We are humans from the planet Earth. Where are we?" Karkat swallowed. "You guys are on Alternia."
The kid named John stepped forward and said, "You guys are... Trolls? What? They don't exist!" Harlow punched him in the shoulder, which earned him a pained yelp. "They're standing rightin front of us, John! Rude much?" She rolled her eyes and stepped forward. She stuck her hand out to Karkat. "We come in peace, Karkat."
Karkat looked at her hand for a moment, then he took her hand, and she shook it gently. "Uhh, welcome to Alternia, then, H-Harlow... and your friends." He quickly let go of her hand suddenly, as if it burned him, and returned to his angry self. "Well, c'mon you grubbers!" Harlow blinked at him and began walking with her comrades behind the trolls. Gamzee looked back at her out of the corner of his eye at them, but mostly Harlow... He had a feeling that they would be good friends.