AH! I am so sorry that this is more than a week late, I was kinda busy and then, well, just being lazy, and I'm super, super sorry! But, as a reward for all the magnificent reviews I have been getting, I decided to leave a little surprise in here! :D Let me know how KARKATS POV works.

That gog damned fucking dip shit, no-brained, cloud-headed derp bag. WHAT an asshole. He was just staring at me. What the hell did he expect? That I was going to fucking carry him to our next, indiscriminate destination? Well he had better fucking wake up and smell the metaphorical roses of our little "friendship" cause there was no way in Alternia that was happening.

"Are you just going to fucking stand there with your mouth hanging open, catching those human things called "flies" or what? Let's move. I have places to go and people to hate." I growled. The boy's cerulean fucking eyes blinked once, and then he shook his head as if to clear it and began to finally fucking follow me out the door. I thanked whatever pray-able God that was out there we didn't run into anybody. Terezi was bad enough, but if any of the others saw him, I would never be done, and I would never get some fucking sleep. Oh yea. Forgot about that, didn't you? I haven't fucking slept in DAYS trying to get this asshole here, and then finally, FINALLY just giving the fuck up on my useless, worthless little speck of hope.

I turned around to see John looking up and down at the quotidian grey walls. What the hell did he find so magnificently entertaining about those? I turned back around and slumped my shoulders lower as we dragged down the hall. The thoughts brewing in my think-pan were giving me a fucking head ache for monsters; how the hell did he get here? Why now? Why did he want to stay? Not that I would've been able to send him back to his planet anyways, what with my ridiculously incompetent skills of navigation and computer fuckery. That was Sollux's job. Tch. Fucking asshole.

"Hey Karkat?" I wheeled around on my heels and ended up face to face with the pink-skinned goof.

"What?" I managed to say, non to nicely. The boy cringed, and I felt a little pang of regret. Shoosh. You have no regrets, remember? You are the fucking god of douche baggery, and there was no room for regret in that kingship.

"Uh, where are we going?" oh. Yea. Maybe I have forgotten to mention that to the little weirdo. I felt my food-processor churn from the lack of nourishment.

"First we're going to get something to shove down our protein chutes, because I am fucking starving and if you fucking dare to question me, there will be no food for you. And then I have to take you somewhere you can stay until we can get your old hive back in order. Place is a fucking dump." I shake my head irritable, my black hair falling in front of my face. John's face twisted slightly in confusion, but he didn't say a word and stayed quite the rest of the way there.

"KAAAAAAAAAAAAARKLES~ HEHEHEHEHE!" oh FUCK NO. There was no way in hell I was hanging out with her right now! Nope, nope, nope, nope, no-

"Oh, hi Terezi!" John chirped from behind me. He smiled slightly and waved to the blind girl. Terezi stuck her tongue out and cackled a laugh.

"Well, hey there John! Having fun with my best moirail over here?" The girl said, slinging an arm over my shoulder.

"Terezi get the fuck off me! I just want to- OH FUCK! Why the hell won't you stop licking me! Get away from me!" I growled, pushing her away. The girl took no notice to my impenetrable annoyance and just giggled like a freak. I looked to John, hoping he wasn't to weird-ed out by Terezi, but he looked totally spaced out. His eyes were glazed over and his face was blank, as if he were in a trance or some shit.

"Uh…John? You alright?" I waved my hand in front of his face, but got no response. What was the little asshole up to now? Before I could stop her, Terezi jumped over to John and thoroughly slobbered all over the side of his face.

"Ew! Fuck, Terezi! You can't just go around licking people! Especially John; he is still innocent and blissfully ignorant of your annoying as fuck habits of sight!" Terezi chuckled and stared dead at me, even though we both knew she couldn't see me.

"Seems he's fallen asleep or something. He'll be out of it soon." She sniffed the air deeply and grinned wide, all of her pointy little teeth glowing against her darkened lips.

"And what's this I smell? Ooooooooooo, are you jealous, Karkles?" I felt my face began to heat, and stared angrily at the Libra. No. there was no way in hell I would let he compromise me like this, especially in front of this little fuckass.

"Shut up Terezi, you are such a fucking load of shit." I growled menacingly, willing the heat in my cheeks away like a forgotten nightmare. Terezi just rolled her eyes behind those stupid, stupid red glasses and pouted.

"Come on Karkat, don't be such a stick in the mud!" The girl cackled again and began to walk away. But before she left my field of vision and hearing for good, she muttered, "And keep a close on your Johnny Boy." At that moment John gasped and his eyes flew open. He stumbled and I felt myself, regrettably, holding out my arms to catch him.

Well shit. Here I was, John in my arms, and he was fucking staring at me again with those fucking BLUE eyes. How the hell did a pigment as pure as that even exist? I gulped and helped him back up. John shook his head to clear it, and then looked at me again.

"What?" I growled. John looked away, down at his shoes and fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"N-nothing. Sorry. Lead the way." He said gesturing to the hall in front of us. I sighed and grabbed his wrist, pulling him along behind me. If I run into anybody else, I swear to Gog…

We reached the room without anymore incident, thank fuck. There was a table and chairs set up in the middle of the room, and I let go of John's wrist to gesture for him to sit down while I got us something to eat. Standing in front of the dull cupboards, I wondered what kind of shit John ate. He was human, as far as I could tell, and I wasn't sure if anything we had would fit his appetite. I settled for some asparagus and this thing Terezi calls a "cookie". She found a human recipe and was able to make them with some Alternian ingredients. They weren't that tasteless. I grabbed the food and set some down in front of John before sitting across from him and shoving it all in my face like a starved hamster in a lab experiment.

I took a brief moment from my glorious protein-chute-stuffing to gander a look at the blue-eyed boy sitting motionless before me. I swallowed the food in my mouth and curled my tongue around my teeth before staring hard at the boy who seemed to be in a dream-state again. Gog damn it. What the hell was with that august look in his resplendent eyes?

"Not hungry?" John jumped slightly in his seat and pierced me with his ocean-clear gaze.

"Uh, no! I mean, yes, I am, I was just…thinking about something. Sorry!" John broke his ogling and began to hungrily gobble up his food just as badly as I had. Maybe I should set a better example…..the whole food down his throat might not be a good look for him… I watched in amazement as the food disappeared in less than a minute, spare crumbs gathered on his slightly reddened cheeks. Scratch that….

I shook my head to clear it and finished my food. There was no way I was thinking about that right now. I was too tired, and John was too distraught. Or at least, I assumed he was. But then, there wasn't much I could fucking sympathize with in his situation; it's not like I had ever been ripped from all I'd ever known and taken to some creepy as fuck planet with asshole like me prowling around as a fucking tour-guide. I got up from my side of the table and motioned for John to follow me. There was no way in hell I could take him to any of the others' hives; he'd been eaten alive with fright. I growled inwardly as the only plausible conclusion came to my deluded and sleep-deprived think-pan. He would have to stay with me. I turned my head around to catch a glimpse at the uncharacteristically quite figure behind me. The boy's eyes were on the ground, and his hands folded in front of him, twiddling his thumbs. I turned back around and kept moving forward to the door that I knew would lead me out of this gog-forsaken lab and into the "delightful" Alternian landscape.

"We're going to my hive to get some sleep. It's not that far away, but don't go on one of your little fucking adventures, or you'll end up some poor troll's lusus' fucking breakfast." I growled through clenched teeth as I opened my way the fuck out of here. John grumbled something behind me, but when I turned to ask him what he'd said, he looked so forlorn and depressed I didn't bother. There were so many little things that I was catching, things that were different, that I didn't particularly like. Things like how quite he was, or how sad his eyes were. When we were just little trolls fucking around, the kid wouldn't fucking shut up. He just jabbered on like no tomorrow, always insisted I accompany him on his adventures through the Alternian woods in search of buried treasure and other false hoods. His eyes were always shinning with mischief and a cheerful disposition that sickened me to my gut. But all that was gone now; he seemed like just a dead thing walking around in a shell. As we walked out into the Alternian night, he held his arms wrapped around his torso, shivering as if cold-although this night was one of the warmest.

I grabbed John's wrist to keep him from wondering too far and began making my merry fucking way back to my hive. John's gasp from behind me paused me in my tracks. I turned to find him gazing in amazement at the sky, far and wide, above us. I looked up to see what he found so amazing, only to be greeted by the usual, dull purple night-time glow. The stars illuminated and yellow against the dark night shined brilliantly next to the dual-moons of Alternia. John pointed his free hand to afore-mentioned moons with trembling fingers.

"There's….there's two moons! And they're such weird colors!" John whispered in his astonishment. I grunted in response, this was nothing new to me. But maybe his home planet had a different nocturnal perspective then ours. John's eyes caught a glow not unlike that of the magnificent stars as he gazed up at the night sky. As I watched his entire facial expression change-relax into something peaceful and happy, I felt a small smile begin to tug at my chapped lips. I relished in his happiness, that something I might have shown him gave him that look.

"I hate to break your eye-fucking o the night sky, there John, but we should really be getting back to the homestead, as you call it, before the sun comes up." I shivered at the horrid though. John tore his gave from the sky and nodded his head at me, eyes still holding some of that cerulean shine.

The walk was, again, quiet. John's silence burrowed like a nerve into my skin; when had he gotten so quiet? This wasn't like him, was it? I kept glancing over my shoulder to make sure he was still following me, and always he was there-the same blank expression on his pale face.

"Well, here we are. Hold on a second, I gotta make sure my lusus is asleep." I grumbled as I opened the door. I peeked my head inside, and upon hearing the quiet snoring coming from the opposite end of the hive, I quickly and quietly ushered John inside and upstairs to my room.

"What's your lusus like?" John asked suddenly. I turned around, the boy standing in the door way with his pink hands clasped together tightly. I shrugged my shoulders. What the hell could I tell him? My lusus was a fucking dick wad shit brain.

"The freak's an asshole. He's got huge claws and chases me around the hive all the time. I have to keep him inside or else risk being pestered by numerous dead troll bodies littered across my lawn." I gritted through my teeth. John's eyes widened slightly, but he shook his head and didn't say another word. Gog fucking damn it! Why the hell was he being such a mute?

"I am tired as fuck, so I am going to go to fucking bed. There are some blankets and shit over there in the corner, as, if I remember correctly, spoor slime plus you sleeping don't mix well at all." John furrowed his brows as he walked over to the pile.

"What's spoor slime?" he asked as he began arranging the blankets in a huge, circular pile. I walked over to my recouperacon and dipped my hand into it, pulling out a handful of goopy, disgusting slime and showed it to the pink-faced wonder boy. His face twisted in a weird, disgusted fashion as I swirled the sickeningly electric-green substance between my grey fingers.

"This is the shit. We sleep in it and it, theoretically is supposed to keep our terrifying nightmares away." Shit. What if John wakes up in the middle of the day? What would I do then?

"Oh, and if you happen to wake up at any point in time, please, please-for your own fucking safety and well being, do not wake me up. You will be greeted by the worst possible attitude in all of fucking Alternia. Just stay in here." John smiled slightly and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Not exactly the morning type, huh?" I grunted and shook my head. None of us fucking were. I took off my shirt and slid into the gooey substance, shivering slightly at its cool temperature. Immediately, I felt the calm beginning to take over me. Just before my eyes slid closed, I peeped up to make sure John was settled down.

I unceremoniously felt a small smile creep its way onto my face as I saw the pale-skinned boy burrowing himself deeper into the little nest of blankets he'd made for himself; just like he used to do when we were young.

"Good night, Karkat." I heard a soft mumble from the floor. I grunted in reply.

"'night." As I closed my eyes and blissful black overcame me, the realization that John was very greatly changed flew through my mind. He was nothing at all like the boy I used to know, but he still had those adorable little quirks. I felt my lips tug up into a smile again as I fell asleep.

Be the overly tired, confused boy on a not-so-foreign planet:

Well yeah, sure, right when I'm about to fall asleep. Gee, thanks.

My heart was thudding wildly in my chest as I settled down into the nest of blankets I made for myself. I tried my very best to keep my eyes away from Karkat as he stripped himself of his t-shirt and climbed into his sleepy thingy-mer-bob. What was with all that green slime? Did it really help him sleep better? If I had to sleep in that stuff, I would never be able to get comfortable in all that goo! I shivered as a sudden chill over came me and nestled closer into the blankets, wrapping them around me like a cocoon. I was so tired, the whole ordeal of discovering where I might really be from, who I might really be, where those first six years of my life disappeared to, it was all so invigorating and exciting. I hoped that Karkat's lack of sleep was the sole reason for his grumpiness, but it seemed highly doubtful. I thought back to when we had met Terezi in the hallway on our way to the kitchen-Esq. room. The experience I had had then was unlike anything I had ever felt in my life. As soon as I saw the two of them together, and Karkats groaning reaction to the female troll, my vision went blurry and hazy, before finally clearing-but in a completely different setting. I felt like I was shorter; everything was taller than me. There were two figures sitting across from me, one a little boy with unruly black hair and grey skin, the other, a girl, with bright red glasses and a sharp, cackling laugh. They were younger versions of the trolls I had just been with. But why were they younger? What were they doing so little? What was I doing in their past? I looked down at my tiny hands and the sudden, gratifying realization that this wasn't, simply, their past- it was mine. Mine, all mine; to have something so sweet as a past, even that small inkling, made me feel more free, more myself, than I had ever felt in my whole life.

I heard Karkat grumble in his sleep and the sloshing noises of the slime as he moved around. I smiled to myself as I closed my eyes for the night, and beautiful, wonderful sleep fell over me.

His hands gently patted my hair down as I lay. I opened my eyes to his magnificent red ones, and felt my lips turn into a smile. The boy's mouth turned upward to reflect my own, and as he smiled, I saw his tinny, tiny sharp teeth protrude from his lips. Why couldn't I see anymore of him? I wanted to know who this boy was! His hand slid down my face to cup my cheek, and I felt my skin reddening in heat at his docile touch.

"If you want to see me, then open your eyes John." His voice, still so rough, and so remarkably familiar, echoed through my head. I opened my eyes a little wider, desperate to see his whole face, to put a figure behind the comforting voice I had come to know. It was a slow process. First I caught a glimpse of his forehead, then his nose, an eye brow. And finally, finally! His whole face. His skin, slate-grey in complexion, was smooth and hairless. His lips were parted slightly as he breathed, and his nostrils flared. A little pink tongue flicked between his lips, as if he were tasting the air, and then it was gone. His blood-red eyes roamed over me.

"Can you see me now, John?" I felt my heart beat wildly in my chest as my arms slung around his neck.

"Yes."

I awoke in a cold sweat, the blankets wrapped so tightly around me I could hardly breathe. My heart was beating at a thousand miles a minute and my head was spinning with anxiety and curiosity. The boy from my dreams, the one with the wild hair and beautiful eyes, the one whose voice I knew so well! I mentally kicked myself for not recognizing it sooner and shivered at the dream memory of his hand on my cheek.

Karkat.

Soooooo?! How'd it go? Did I get Karkat's character okay? I'm really nervous about that! Let me know what you thought of this chap in a nice little review~