A.N:: Alrighty so here we have the third installment of Our Perthonal Athylum in all it's awkward glory. :B Again I somewhat found myself attempting to lie down a bit of a plot before the Word document of prompts I have at the ready truly comes into play. Ah, that was another topic I wanted to touch on. For anyone who may have been confused on the utterly self-serving AU I have in place for the story it's basically working around all of the mass murder episodes and angst ridden carnage so that every one of the trolls are alive and well, also altering the fact that Jade was unable to transport them to the Furthest Ring so her and John get to join the party. This is purely so that I have to ability to include every one of their wonderful personalities in these shenanigans rather than the, what, six who actually made it to the meteor alive? q.q Anyway, I hope you find some semblance of enjoyment from this ._.

Title:: Meet the Patrons
Word Count:: 2,342
Warning:: Swearing, again
Summary:: After a good night's rest our favorite teens are up and about on the meteor with the goal of meeting the trolls who assisted them throughout their session in mind

John woke as if floating up from the depths of a seemingly bottomless pool, a pool of Betty Crocker made jello at that. The evil mistress seemed to have her claws in every snack product known to man. The Heir groaned as he lifted his hands curled into loose fists to rub at his eyes and attempt to cast the heavy drowsiness from them as well. It only worked slightly.

"Hey, Dave. You awake?" He mumbled squinting across the still utterly lightless room. Well what did he expect? There were, A, no windows to be had and, B, even if there were there would obviously be a crap load of Furthest Ring sunlight pouring in wouldn't there?

An unintelligible grunt met his ears and John couldn't help but crack the beginnings of a lopsided grin. It had to be pretty much the equivalent of noon or later for Mr. Cool to be at all conscious since, and he quoted mentally, "Cool dudes don't give a shit about early birds. They get their fucking worms when their feathery asses feel like getting out of bed." He stifled a snicker at the thought.

"Why in the name of gog are you screwing with my sleep cycle, Egderp? It's not nearly late enough for all of this to be up and shining," Dave grumped though a brief bout of shuffling signaled the other boy's movement as he swung his legs over the edge of the mattress. John didn't reply to that and instead slid himself down from the bed and proceeded to twist and reach in a variety of stretches before tromping towards the door and flinging it open in a showy fashion.

"Mother fu-," Dave practically screeched, but not really, as piercing, unnatural light lanced into the room and right into his pitifully unprotected irises. With a fair amount of fumbling he yanked his shades down from where they still perched atop his head and leveled a coolly irritated gaze towards his now raucously snorting friend. "John if you weren't under the merciful protection of "bro-dom" your skinny ass would be launched clear off this hunk of space junk."

"Yeah yeah, oh Dave the merciful, I'm humbled by your good graces. Now can we get a move on? Places to go, alien life forms to see!"

Another round of grumbling in response as the Knight reluctantly slouched out the door to be met by a beaming Jade and mildly amused looking Rose out in the hall. Schooling his features into a neutral deadpan Dave only offered a brief "Sup" in greeting, to which the girls replied with varying degrees of morning enthusiasm. Jegus were they all insane?

"I see we've all gotten a good night's sleep," Rose commented lightly and John ran a sheepish hand through his mussed mop of dark hair, bed-head was an understatement. "So then, shall we be off?"

"Aye to that!" Jade chirped brightly and began to flounce down the hall in all her girly splendor, with her now fully awakened friends trailing not too far behind. Nothing was said about last night's conversations but a renewed sense of comfort settled over the group as they trekked through the twisting halls in an attempt to locate the meteor's other occupants.

It was impossible to tell how long they spent meandering about with no real sense of direction but even Dave had begun to frown with each dead end they managed to herd themselves into. However, the dull murmur of multiple voices floated down the corridor suddenly and the humans picked up their pace as they made for the nearby doorway. John reached the archway first poking his hooded head inside with a loud thump as his hand smacked against the stone wall, effectively drawing 12 curious pairs of eyes from within. Many of the assembled trolls sat before the numerous computers lining the tables set into the walls while others took up positions hovering idly or… sitting on a pile of horns?

The Heir let out a near silent "eep" as the metaphorical spotlight was trained on him but waned as his companions drifted in behind him. He then gave a small wave and characteristic grin which Jade mirrored.

"Humans," Eridan remarked tersely from where he sat in one of the computer chairs with his arms crossed and features twisting into a scowl. "You wwould fink that all they did wwas sleep."

"Dude I think we have more than enough of a reason to get some shut-eye," Dave retorted bluntly with his usual aloof posture and crimson God Tier hood shadowing his face slightly. The Aquarius' facial fins fluttered as he glared and opened his mouth to reply before the other sea troll slapped her hand across his mouth, effectively halting the conversation.

"It's motherfuckin' cool bros," Came Gamzee's lazy drawl from where he perched atop the horn pile, flashing an only slightly offsetting grin as he did. "Sleep's a miracle and then some, motherfuckin' necessity for us players."

"I think we've established the fact that we have indeed slept in a bit," Rose interrupted smoothly and allowing her pink eyes to trail about the room with muted curiosity. "But we are here now. And I believe the plan was, to be blunt, to get a better look at those who have been observing our plight thus far."

A disgruntled "che" came from Karkat, or at least the nubby horned troll established to be the moody caps speaker, as he continued tapping away at whatever he was doing at the computer. Obviously not trolling certain humans anymore. However the remark seemed to diffuse any lingering tension in the air as most of the troll's continued going about their business, the rhythmic tapping of keys filling the space.

"Well I think we'd all like to see our patron trolls in particular!" Jade said with a bright smile which earned a nod from each of her friends. "Now we just have to figure out who is who…"

"Hey look it's Mr. Cool Kid! Heh heh."

"GAH!" A yell tore from Dave as he was suddenly bowled over by a flash of pointed candy corn horns and red-tinted glasses, leaving the others effectively stunned as they lept back to avoid collision. The Knight lied dumbly against the tile as his assailant situated herself directly on his chest wearing an almost manic grin.

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Please disregard this cutoff .-. The damn thing was getting a bit long so I decided to chop it in two... just, carry on. o_o