I honestly just forgot to post this. Seriously. I was busy asking someone to Prom. This is April's chapter guys.
And if you're wondering, it was a yes.
And I had tons of fun with her there.
"And that is all I have to say for this morning. You are dismissed may all return to your respective classrooms. Please do hurry, as I believe that your students will be waiting impatiently in front of your doors," Aradia concluded.
All of the instructors stood up in unison and gave a sharp bow before filing out the door, discussing various topics with each other as they exited, and Sollux was in mid-laugh, laughing at the art teacher's joke, when Aradia's voice stopped him dead.
"Sollux Captor, I need to have a word with you before you leave," was what she said, but the way she said it sent chills down his spine. He could feel the psychic energy laced within her voice breaking down his mind's barriers, one by one.
He winced when the first invasive pulse of her energy made his head throb painfully.
"You may leave, Mynresia."
The green-blooded art teacher flinched when her attention was called and she gave a hasty bow in Aradia's direction, looking scared for her life.
"Y-yes, Headmaster Megido. I will be on my way immediately. Please excuse my insolence," she stammered. She tossed a quick glance at Sollux, then rushed out the door as if her life depended on it, slamming the door behind herself.
Sollux stared at the closed door for a second, then turned back to meet Aradia's glare. He grinned nervously and forced a laugh.
"So that's what her-"
"Yes, Sollux. That's what her name was," Aradia cut in, "but that is not what I wanted to talk about."
Sollux's migraine was increasing in intensity by the second, and it was all he could do to hold his head up to continue to talk to her.
"Then what did you-"
"I wanted-" another surge of power pushed into his head and seared through his mind, an invisible force throwing him to his knees, "to talk about what you did," she demanded. "Why did you not bring your charge here?"
"Karkat?" Sollux replied. "Why would I bring him to the staff meeting? He's a student!"
Aradia exhaled in exasperation and the psionic felt the pain lessen considerably, but the he still felt her power holding his legs to the floor. "Of course you wouldn't know. You don't see the future," she muttered to herself. "Of course it was logical for you to leave him with Tavros Nitram. Tavros Nitram accompanies him for a majority of school hours and eats lunch with him daily. If you had no way of knowing, then this was unavoidable, but of course the future is always unavoidable. Why didn't I consider the possibility that the staff meeting could have been the cause?"
"Why? What's the matter, Aradia?" Sollux asked. "What happened?"
"Karkat Vantas is in the recovery block at this moment, throwing the wildest fit ever known to Alternia! He won't let anybody touch or even come within three standard measures of him," she growled, her voice echoing with fury. "If he continues, then the- wait." She paused her angry tirade abruptly, her blank eyes suddenly no longer trained on Sollux, but staring out, as if she could see through the wall.
The yellow-blooded teacher was utterly confused. "Wait for what? If he's in there, then he's probably hurt!"
Aradia only held out a hand in front of his face and hushed him. "I… see. Yes, of course. But that would mean that I would have to… yes. That makes sense. Sollux."
"Me?"
"Yes, you," she clarified. "Get up, Sollux. Now." Immediately, the force holding down his legs let up and he stood up, albeit unsteadily. He didn't say a word as he met her refocused gaze on with bleary eyes. She held him steady by his shoulders and spoke low and fast as she gave him her final order. "Karkat Vantas will endanger his own life if you do not take action. You know how to take care of him, I trust, and I will not stand for any of my students to be harmed. You must not only calm him down, but you must ward off any authority that insists on taking disciplinary action and deter any of the medical staff to touch him. Do you understand?"
"How much longer are you going to keep me waiting here, AA?" Sollux replied. "I get the picture!"
Aradia released the force holding down his legs and made a sharp gesture with her wrist, sending him straight into a standing position.
"Go," she hissed.
"Get the fuck away from me you-! Ow, shit, shit- NO! I said keep your grub-fucking-hands-off… of me!" Karkat screamed, kicking and fighting the medical trolls trying to restrain him while attempting to force back the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes at the pain ripping at his abdomen, protesting his rough movements. For the life of him, he had no idea why he was fighting the trolls trying to help him, aside from the thought of anyone touching him, taking the liberty of exploring his body without his consent, taking his liberty away. The thought alone was enough to explain his frenzy.
But after long while of fighting off the medical trolls attempting to grab him, he shied away to the very corner of the room, throwing his wild glare at anyone who came too close. To any onlooker it would seem that his think pan was rusted right through and the medical trolls gave up trying to approach him at all. Many of them had scratches on their faces, their varying blood colors bleeding from the abrasions.
One of medical troll, by the door, reached into her pocket and pulled a communication device to her lips, flicked it on subtly and spoke through its receiver.
"Alternia High to Threshecution Base," she muttered, pausing to wait for the response. "Alternia High to Threshecution Base, do you read?," she repeated.
"Threshecution Base, responding," came a growl from the other end. "What services do you require?"
"Back up. Troll of unknown blood color resisting medical treatment. We request assistance immediately," she hissed urgently.
"Connection broke up temporarily. Please repeat. Troll of what blood color and what do you request?" was the correspondence's reply.
"Unknown blood. Back up requested, back up," she reiterated, but only static came through with the correspondence's voice coming in second-long cracks. "Wha-?"
Her question was cut short when the device promptly shattered in her hand, forcing her to turn away from the small explosion. When the medical troll opened her eyes again, fragments of the communication device lay smoking on the floor and a voice muttered in her ear, irate.
"Step aside. You are all unqualified to handle this."