G'day mates :)
So instead of doing the right thing and actually study, I have yet again bludged by drawing and writing...In all fairness, we have very little hopes for me.
I'll shut up now
Chapter Eight
"I can see why you were concerned," Aranea started as she took a sip of her tea, "He developed a bit too early and he's malnourished, it's not very common but it happens to other grubs so he should be fine."
"That's good," Dirk sighed in relief as he bounced his leg that was nursing Dave. Karkat was curled up in a blanket next to Dirk on the couch, sleeping soundly after a long night of screaming and pain. "Since he was premature, will there be any problems?"
"Not anything severe, I know that low bloods tend to be a bit underweight after their metamorphosis, and because he's premature he'll probably have a weaker immune system and probably won't grow as tall as other trolls. There's nothing to really worry about, just make sure he eats more until he fills out and that he gets a lot of sleep, they tend to be very lethargic after growing out of their grub body since it takes a lot of energy out but give him a week and he'll be running around in no time."
Dirk couldn't help but smirk at that, now that Karkat will be able to run around (once he regains his strength) it'll be interesting watching him fight back against Dave.
"Speaking of low bloods, where would Karkat be on the haemospectrum? I know that dark red is basically at the bottom but I can't ever recall seeing any bright red trolls."
Aranea giggled a bit as she put her cup down on the table in front of her. "Sure you have, you even went to school with one. Remember Kankri?"
"Ah yes, Mr High-pants." His mind couldn't help but drift back to the days where said troll was so secretive about his blood colour. He wore nothing but the most ridiculous pants that reached up to his chest and was the only student who could actually go past the 10 minute limit whenever they had to read out speeches for presentations or assignments. Dirk lost count of all the times he pretended to be listening to the chatterbox troll when he actually had earphones in, listening to sick beats.
"Well, he's a mutant so his blood isn't on the spectrum. Back on Alternia and Beforus, Kankri would have been culled the minute anyone found out his blood colour; luckily Earth has much more freedom an-"
"Your point?" Dirk butted in; if he didn't there was a pretty good chance Aranea would have gone off in a tangent about how trolls came to Earth and the whole history about Alternia and Beforus, which he heard enough about during his history class.
"Oh! Anyway, Kankri's a bright red mutant blood; In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if Karkat was from his genetic material, they look similar, especially with the nubby horns."
"Now that you mention it, they do look similar-Wait, what?!"
While the two adults were talking, Dave was squirming to get off his Bro's lap. He was bored and listening to words he doesn't understand wasn't fun in the slightest. Once Dave crawled off his brother's legs and onto the couch, his attention was now bought to the lump that was bundled up in a blanket. Whatever it was had a grey arm and it had the same face as the squishy red thingy that was always growling and hissing had.
With curiosity, the young infant crawled over to the sleeping creature. It certainly looked like the angry squishy red thing, but it didn't have an arm like the one sleeping in front of him. Extending his chubby arm, Dave poked the grey sleeping child on the nose, which only got a groan from the sleeping grey chid before stirring and burying his face up to the bridge of his nose.
Unsatisfied, Dave reached out for the bright nubs on the creatures head and rubbed his fingers on the brightly coloured horns. It didn't take long for a loud rumbling noise coming from the grey child's throat; the purring gradually got loud enough to stop the adults talking and look over to the cause of the noise.
"Well, ain't that adorable." Dirk couldn't help but smirk as Karkat began nuzzling Dave in his sleep, Aranea couldn't help but smile as well at the interaction of the two boys.
Karkat slowly opened his eyes and instantly stopped purring after being startled by Dave in front of him and jumped back slightly. Soon the shocked expression turned into a glare as he growled threateningly at the blond child. Karkat then began to squirm about until his right arm and both his legs were out of his blanked and sluggishly crawled over to Dirk and claimed his guardians lap and leaned his head on Dirks stomach as he tried to sleep again.
Dave persisted to bother the former grub by scooting over to Dirk and began poking the young troll. Karkat hissed as he twisted over to swipe his claws at Dave, who barely missed knocking the baby's anime shades off his face.
"Whoa Karkat, chill out!"
Karkat let out another growl at Dave before reaching up and loosely wrapped his frail arms around Dirk's neck, his glare never leaving Dave.
"Errr, Karkat?" Dirk asked, raising an eyebrow over his glasses as the youths grip tightened and his tiny yellow claws dug into his neck.
Aranea couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, "Well, it looks like he's become a bit territorial."
"You serious? Well, at least we're getting through the 'mine' stage early."
"Most wigglers don't have much or any interaction with others other than their Lusus, so Karkat will probably grow through the stages a little quicker or at least, at the same rate as a human young." The cerulean blood stood up and walked over to grab Dave who was about to persist in annoying his adopted troll brother, before sitting back down and tickling the baby's little pot belly and armpits causing Dave to squeal in laughter and thrashed about.
"You are seriously a natural with kids." Dirk commented, his head being pulled down by Karkat's weight hanging off him. There was a pretty good chance that the red blood probably fell asleep again and in the most awkward.
"Of course, I love kids! Their so full of life and innocence, and their just so fun with their creativity," Aranea paused to pull up Dave's shirt and blow raspberries on his stomach, causing the child to squeal even louder. "And just seeing their smile just warms the heart."
"They do have that effect on people." Dirk smiled as he reached around to try and pry Karkat's arms off his neck.
"I think I should head off, I've been here long enough. Be sure to call if you have any more questions or if any problems come up." Aranea stated as she sat the now overstimulated Dave on the floor and stood up.
"Yep, I'll keep that in mind. Just one last thing before you go."
"Hmm?"
"Can you help get him off?" Dirk said as he stood up, slouching from the dead weight that was the sleeping Karkat who was hanging off the adults neck. "Little guys got an iron grip."
The cerulean blood walked over to Dirk and grabbed hold of the tiny hands around his neck and tried to pull with no avail.
"He's digging his claws in." Dirk commented, trying his best to keep a stoic face while the small fingernails were stabbing into his neck like tiny knives.
With a slightly frustrated sigh, Aranea attempted to remove the clingy wiggler. This time, Karkat snapped open as his grip to go even tighter and pulled himself up to nestle his head against Dirk's neck to glare at the female troll. The wiggler began to growl menacingly while baring his nubby teeth, trying to look as threatening as possible.
"I don't think he's going to let go any time soon," Aranea laughed nervously under the young angry troll's gaze. "I'm sorry Dirk, but I'm gonna have to leave, I've got a few errands to run, along with a few babysitting jobs."
"C'mon, you can't leave me here wi-"
Aranea was out the door before Dirk could even finish his sentence.
Dirk was completely dumbfounded that Aranea, of all people, would bail on him. With a frustrated groan, Dirk moved into the kitchen while wearing Karkat like a tie to make some sandwiches. And maybe even take some pain killers to stop the headache that was slowly coming.
Not overly happy with this one :\ Oh well, it happens
Wow, chapter eight...I honestly can't believe I've gone this far with what was originally going to be a oneshot. Eventually this story is going to end and I'm wondering if anyone would want a sequal of Karkat and Dave going through Kindergarten, School ect? (this is praying that I don't lose motivation and interest) I'm just curious since I'm pretty much making up this fic as I go and I don't know how long I'm expecting this one to go for.
Also, I've recently gotten myself a Pesterchum account under -feralisticBoomerang. Feel free to add and chat, I love meeting new people :D and don't worry, unless you piss me off, I wont bite.
Enjoy