A/N: One of these days, I'll write an acceptable chapter. Yep. One day.

Anyways, stuck at home for the day "sick" and watching my brother who is "sick" so I thought I may as well get some headway done on this.

Those of you reading for the Homestuck side, I've got a Sollux/Feferi FF out and a Karkat/John that I'm about to publish.

Those of you for Glee, I have a Klaine fanfiction and a Niff fanfiction that I am writing!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or Homestuck. Do you know how famous I'd be if I did?

"Where the hell is that air-headed dipshit?"

John sighed as his albino friend paced in front of him angrily. Karkat had waited for the juggalo after school let out and when he was a no show, Karkat became more pissed than usual. Now they had waited an hour and a half for the taller man to rendezvous with them and as much as Karkat wouldn't admit it, he was becoming worried. Gamzee needed a babysitter to make sure he got back to one of their hotel rooms and that he didn't end up wandering the streets of Lima like a hobo.

Gamzee still terrified John, in fact, the blue-eyed boy didn't believe there would ever come a time when the shaggy man didn't scare him. Clowns had always been a sore topic for the geek. His father had shown him all sides of the "hilarious" individuals, but each one only creeped him out more. Those unnaturally painted faces and wide grins would always horrify him.

John shivered.

"Now what's wrong?" Karkat growled, seeing the flurry of motion from the other.

"N-nothing!" John squeaked. Karkat sighed and continued his angry rant. It was obvious his furious rage was melting into worry and John tried to stay as out of the way as much possible. The two had just made up from their miscommunication from earlier and John really didn't want to fight with his best friend again.

"You're going to burn a circle into the ground," John laughed, patting the spot beside him on the table. The shorter boy sat down, strangely silent, and chewed on his nails. John sighed at the habit and ran his fingers through the other's pure white locks. Well, pure minus some green stains from slushie dye that was poorly washed out in a sink.

If Karkat weren't so small and worried about his complexion (surprisingly), John would have worried the shorter one might have killed those jocks for throwing a slushie in his face. Karkat hummed in appreciation and leaned into John's hand.

Shortly after they landed here in Ohio, John discovered that the trolls had sensitive scalps. Something muttered about it being something about their horns previously being there. Scratching any of their heads seemed to instantly calm the 12 used-to-be-trolls down. Weeks ago, John would probably be nursing a bitten hand for trying to touch his companion's head. Karkat was a biter and it took him a while to realize John wasn't going to give up and he had caved to the relaxing experience. Karkat let out a shaky sigh and John smiled as he watched the other's stress ebb away.

"Aw, Kar's got his cuddle on."

The albino instantly reeled away from John's touch and put as much distance between him and his dorky friend as possible. A small group of people had gathered at the door. John didn't recognize some of them but he was quick to notice the few that he did.

"Jade!" he exclaimed, spotting his sister and bounding over to her. They embraced warmly.

"Jade, who is this?" Rachel asked, putting herself between the two, which was comical seeing as John was taller than her. Karkat instantly bristled. How dare an outsider try to break the up? But hearing John's laugh put him at ease. At least for the moment.

"I'm Jade's brother, John," he said, introducing himself to the brunette.

Gamzee ran a hand through his shaggy blonde locks and starting wheeling Tavros backwards down the stairs. Some people followed him down including Brittany, who repeated his actions, but with Artie.

"Hey asshat! Where the hell were you?" Karkat shouted, approaching the taller and lankier man. He jabbed a nimble finger at Gamzee's chest. The blonde shrugged.

"Hangin' around," he replied with a low grumble and a lazy smile. Karkat groaned loudly and carded a hand through his hair.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting outside of this trash heap? What kind of lazy ass friend- You didn't even text or call or anything!" Karkat yelled, returning to the way he fumed and ranted in the Veil and his first few days on Earth before he learned what an appropriate decibel level was. He was now threatening to break the sound barrier with his volume. The kids from the game were unaffected; however, the New Direction kids were terrified. With each moment, Karkat had grown louder and his expletives became more colorful. John silenced Karkat with a hand on his shoulder and nodded towards the "normal" kids who were gaping at the scene. Gamzee let out a raspy laugh.

"Sorry brother, I'll call next time, aight?"

Karkat was still angry and embarrassed so he stomped over to John's car and slid into the passenger's seat, making an effort to slam the door. John took the signal and waved goodbye to everyone before sliding into the car as well.

When they drove off, all that could be heard was P!nk being blasted to full volume.

A few days had passed and everyone was beginning to settle into their lives easily. Jade and Rachel had become close and were always seem chattering. Eridan, Kurt, Kanaya, and Blaine had started meeting each other after school to discuss the more finesse points of fashion and culture while the two aliens found comfort in being able to openly discuss those they held romantic interest in with somebody. Nepeta had easily found her place with Mike and Tina, and although it seemed the two of them never stopped kissing, Nepeta felt welcome. Feferi and Eridan quickly became the star of the swim club; much to the latter's chagrin when Sam got closer to the athletic girl.

"And I was so glad that today in Chemistry, the teacher assigned us as partners for the rest of the year!"

Eridan groaned as Feferi chatted excitedly to Jade. He wasn't really too keen on hearing about Feferi's new interest and constantly talked about friend Sam Evans. It didn't help that he was still trying to coax some form of a relationship from her and Jade continued to insist that what Sam and Feferi had was love at first sight and that they were a match made in heaven.

He was going to be sick.

"Could you please take your conversation elsewwhere? I'm tryin' to study," he growled, slamming his pencil on his desk and effectively silencing the two.

Feferi and Jade huffed.

"Well excuuuuse me! Sorry you don't like the wave I go a-boat things with my moirail," Feferi replied pointedly. Eridan ran a hand through his hair at the use of her fish puns. She was mad.

The two had attempted to rekindle their friendship on coming to Earth. Turn over a new leaf and all. However, Eridan was still being difficult and it had reminded Feferi of why they fell out in the first place.

"Let's go, Feferi. We'll go shopping or something," Jade offered as she stood. The dark haired girl never liked Eridan and wasn't enthused at spending some time with him, but she was always there to support her tangle buddy. Feferi stood tall in her shiny stilettos and the two left Eridan to his own in favor of some shopping time.

…

Mercedes had insisted that she and Sam went shopping.

"Look, boo. You just moved back and you need some new threads. Kurt has been chewing my head off for walking around with you," she sighed, dramatically diving into the racks of clothes. Sam furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why does Kurt care?"

Mercedes rolled her eyes as if Sam had just asked the dumbest question in the world. "Because I associate with you and he associates with me, too. Soooo, that means that Kurtie is connected to you and the two of us look fabu, and," she paused, looking Sam up and down, "you don't."

Sam looked down at his fraying Converse in embarrassment. Yeah. When your Converse are fraying, you need a new wardrobe.

"Sam!"

The blonde looked up in response to the excited voice and smiled. It was Feferi.

"Hey!" he responded, brushing past Mercedes and taking the tall girl into his arms. The action had caused Mercedes to raise an eyebrow.

"Water you doing here?" she asked, her eyes shining behind her pink glasses. Same gestured to Mercedes and mumbled "shopping", his grin wide. And if Sam Evans could do nothing else, it was smiling wide. Feferi mirrored the expression and turned to Mercedes, holding out her perfect hand.

"Hello! It's nice to meet you! I'm Feferi Peixes," she giggled. Taking her hand, Mercedes smiled.

"So you're this new chick that Sam's all sprung for," she said, glancing at the now blushing blonde. Feferi giggled again. She then pivoted on her tall heel and faced Sam, pointing to Jade.

"This is my frond, Jade," she introduced, clinging to Sam's arm. Jade waved.

"We know each other from Glee club," Sam cleared, smiling back at the familiar, green-eyes girl. Feferi made an 'o' with her lips as Mercedes took Jade's thin arm.

"I think Jade and I need to go over something from that new song we started working on," Mercedes said, dragging Jade away. Both the islander and Sam mirrored each other in confused complexions. Feferi was just looking worried by the odd behavior. Mercedes, realizing Jade didn't get it, whispered in her ear.

"Give 'em some alone time."

Jade smiled and followed Mercedes, leaving Sam and Feferi alone.

"I liked her!" the tall girl chirped suddenly.

The two of them continued their shopping together, completely forgetting that they had come with other company. Feferi easily picked out a new wardrobe for Sam and was very pleased with her decisions.

"Wow, this stuff is expensive," Sam muttered. Feferi waved it off.

"Don't worry! I've caught it!" she exclaimed, holding both her clothes and his. Sam stared at her incredulously.

"You can't do that! You've got the entire store on your arms!"

Feferi rolled her eyes but kept her smile.

"Well then be a gentlefish and kelp me carry it!" she rebutted.

"Fefer-"

"I'll handle it," she stated slowly, glowering at him in a way she used for control over low blooded trolls. She hated it but it was always effective, even now. She watched Sam swallow around a lump in his throat. Feferi smiled warmly and continued talking in a gentler tone.

"If it bothers you so much, you can buy my dinner at the food court," she said.

Sam nodded and took the few clothes that Feferi handed him. As the tanned girl continued with chatter and her cheery demeanor, the blonde couldn't help but smile as well.

"Isn't it weird that we've only known each other for a few days? I feel like we've been buds forever," Sam said as they waited in line at the counter.

Feferi stopped talking and looked into the other's chocolate eyes.

They had only known each other for a few days, didn't they? It was odd because Feferi, too, felt like she knew this boy her entire life when she only knew him and entirety of 72 hours. And suddenly, Feferi didn't believe she could ever go without him. This was Sam Evans, and all she really knew about him was that he sang in Glee club, swam, played guitar, and lived in some place called Nashville when he was younger. All at one time she felt foolish, happy, and proud. She wanted to scold herself and drop him; after all, she didn't even know all that much about him. But her thirst for Sam's company won her over.

To him, she wasn't just the Empress, or a leader fated to win some game and maybe save their race. To Sam, Feferi was just an above average girl that he enjoyed the company of.

She had turned away to the quadrants of her old society (after all, who was the one to tell you where everything was cut?), much better liking the muddles grays of human friendship and all of the variations of love. However, looking at Sam, she felt a tugging of her heartstrings and could only point to one solution.

She was flushed for the blonde headed boy and she knew she was hatched to be with him.

"Um, Feferi?"

She blinked out of her train of thought and realized that they were next in line.

"Oh! Sorry, sorry!" she sputtered, placing their items onto the counter. She chewed her bottom lip.

"You okay?" Sam asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. Feferi instantly felt herself calm down and grinned at him. With a nod, she confirmed that she was alright and they both stared at each other, smiling.

"Ma'am, will you be paying with cash, credit, or debit?" the lady asked monotonously, not amused at the contest unfolding in front of her of who can name all the eccentricities of an eye.

"Oh! Case please," Feferi answered, handing crisp hundreds over to the woman at the counter. Her eyes bulged at the sight of them and she quickly marked them to assure her if they were fraud or not, but the surprised stare didn't leave when they came out clean.

Sam sputtered and when the outfits were begged and Feferi was holding them, she turned around to face the other.

"What?" she asked as Sam pulled her aside.

"What do you mean what?" he asked. "You just blew those hundreds like they were nothing!"

She wasn't going to comment on how it was nothing, but explaining the grist converter would be very difficult.

"Where in the world did you get all of that?" he exclaimed. Feferi bit her lip.

"One day I'll tell you the story, alright? It's kind of….complicated," she replied solemnly.

Her story, of course, really was complicated. She knew she couldn't tell her true story to Sam, and now that she had exposed that something was up, she had to carefully fabricate a story that would explain where she ended up with so much cash. Sam sighed and lowered his voice.

"You aren't like, the daughter of a mob boss, are you?" he mumbled, leaning close to her and flicking his gaze around the store.

Feferi laughed at that and patted his cheek.

"No, no!" she said, thankful for the worry on Sam's face disappearing. "So how about some dinner at the food court?"