Footsteps echoed through the hallways as a grumpy Karkat walked to his block. He felt like walking instead of taking the transportalizer, since he had nothing to do. It was only day three and everyone settled down on the meteor faster than him.
Given that he did spend weeks on it before the humans got there. He wished everyone was alive since he barely talked with Terezi or Kanaya. Hell even he would help Nepeta with her ships. He actually liked doing that with her before she died. She would never tell him what was behind the big crates though. It must have been her otp.
Anyway the Cancer had reached his block and immediately flopped down on his human "bed" he had alchemized days ago. It was nice but not as nice as his old recuperacoon. It was nice to lay in the slime once in a while. But not anymore since he didnt bother alchemizing another one.
A ping sound came from his crabtop that currently stood in the corner of the block. He peered up and groaned. Slowly getting up, he kicked some dirty sweaters out of the way. He threw open the crabtop and opened up Trollian.
ectoBiologist [EB] started pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 3:25 PM.
EB: Hey Karkat!
CG: WHAT IN THE EVERLOVING FUCK DO YOU WANT EGBERT.
EB: Sorry about hitting you in the head with a bucket! I wasn't thinking until Davesprite told me right after if threw it!
CG: OHHH NO EGBERT ITS ALL FINEEE. ITS NOT LIKE I WAS HIT WITH A FUCKING PAIL THAT HOLDS GENETIC MATERIAL.
EB: Jegus Karkat. Calm down it didn't affect anyone that hard.
CG: EGBERT HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF I TOOK ONE OF YOUR PLASTIC HUMAN APPENDAGE HOLDERS, YOU CALL A CONDOM AND SLAPPED YOU ACROSS THE FACE WITH IT. BECAUSE YOU DID THE TROLL EQUIVALENT TO ME.
EB: Now that I actually think about it... That is pretty gross.
CG: EXACTLY. NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL.
EB: Well it's whatever so. Anyways I wanted to ask you about your opinion on the three year trip to the new server.
CG: WELL EGBERT TO BE HONEST ITS REALLY FUCKING STUPID TO ASK ME THAT BUT IF YOU REALLY WANT TO FUCKING KNOW, I THINK I JUST FELL INTO THE FIRST RING OF HELL.
EB: Why? Is it because Dave is hitting on Terezi?
CG: NO, WELL ACTUALLY YES, BUT THATS NOT THE POINT. MY MOIRAIL IS FUCKING INSANE AND GONE SOMEWHERE AND EVERYONE WILL BE OCCUPIED WITH EACH OTHER WHILE IM THE ODD ONE OUT. NO ONE HAS TALKED TO ME YET AND ITS FUCKING KILLING ME.
EB: Well I mean you could talk to me when you want, since I'm on a boat with only two other people. It will get pretty lonely here too. Not saying that Jade or Davesprite are annoying but it will get a bit quiet here.
CG: WELL AS GREAT AS THAT SOUNDS, I WOULD RATHER EXPLORE THIS STUPID HUNK OF ROCK INSTEAD OF TALKING TO YOU. NO OFFENSE. ACTUALLY FUCK THAT, ALL OFFENSE.
EB: Whatever. Well I'm gonna go now, but talk to me later ok?
CG: FINE
CG: NOW GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE MY FUCKING THINK PAN SPILLS KISMESISTIC THOUGHTS.
EB: What is that?
CG: NOTHING OF IMPORTANCE.
ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 3:27 PM.
Well that could of gone smoother. Karkat double faced palmed as he realized that it was stupid showing his Kismistude feelings for John. He'll have to explain later. Slamming shut his crabtop, Karkat picked up a sickle and slashed through the vent on the wall.
He wasn't lying when he said he'll explore, he climbed on top of a desk and slithered his way into the vent. Hey if Gamzee could fit in there he could too. He wondered if he should update Nepeta's shipping wall out of respect. Even though she acted like a meowbeast and pounced on him and others often, she still was a friend he guessed.
But for the first couple minutes he was lost trying to get a layout of the place. He didn't know all the places where the vents led so he just marked his trail by writing 'Fuck' with black marker wherever he went. He kept going in circles, so he thought about making a map later.
Problem was that he kept hitting his head on the ceiling, he cursed every time he did. But he heard laughs coming down some of the ways of the vents. He crawled ever so slightly to avoid making noise and he peered through one of the gates. In the room was Kanaya and Rose. They were talking about their lives and Karkat felt awkward for peering at them through a vent.
"What's it like being a Vampire or Rainbow drinker in your terms?" Rose asked while placing two tea cups on the table.
"Well it certainly is a relief knowing that you aren't dead yet." The two giggled as Kanaya continued on. "But what I especially worry about is my friends. Especially Karkat. He is too emotional for himself to handle and he needs some support sometimes. And all those times I've been there for him."
"But isn't that his moirail's job?" Rose questioned as Kanaya sipped the tea.
"Oh yes but I wouldn't trust that horrendous clown to help him. I mean if Karkat gave me the choice of being his moirail I would gladly accept. But unfortunately he grew a fondness to the clown."
At this point Karkat couldn't believe his ears. Sure Karkat was emotionally susceptible and Kanaya has helped him with tough times but Gamzee is a good troll! Sure he's a Faygo drinking, no good, low down, stoner clown but he's a good moirail damn it!
Unnoticed to him was his fist slamming down on the vent causing a loud bang to echo through the block.
"Ohhhh it's the no good clown! Rose be a dear and help me into the vent so I could put a stop to his shenanigans!" Kanaya reached for her lipstick turning it into her chainsaw and she hightailed it to the vent.
Karkat saw this and crawled into reverse until he could turn and crawl in some unknown direction as fast as he could and he couldn't focus on where he was going.
"'Shit shit shit SHIT" he whispered because he could hear the distant opening of the vent gate. He grew tired and turned down into a very old vent with cobwebs all around. Toughing through, he crawled faster and faster until the vent broke underneath him and he landed on the ground of a block with a loud thud.
Hours later...
Karkat felt horrible and groggy as he sat up and spit some cherry red blood on the ground. He couldn't see straight but eventually saw how high up the ceiling was. It was a fucking MiRaClE that he survived the fall. Fortunately for him he fell on some old paper and boxes.
He put his hand on the wall so he could stand up and he pulled his hand away only to see black chalk on his hand. He peered up at the wall and saw a calligounus symbol in between a picture of Sollux and Eridan. He opened up his eyes as he sharply turned around to see many more ships on the walls. Coming to the realization that this was Nepeta's shipping block he eyed the location of where the boxes came from. The giant OTP that Nepeta hid. Half of the boxes where already all over the place so he decided to captualogue the rest. The one half of the OTP was of Nepeta and half of the Flushed Quadrant showing. He promised to himself to not look at the other half while he removed the boxes.
He went to work frantically disregarding the fact that he eavesdropped on Kanaya and Rose, and that he also escaped death twice! Who know what Kanaya would have done to him...
He was half done with the boxes and he looked away the entire time. The last couple boxes were soon out of the way and he could clearly see the ship now.
He was disappointed with what he saw. The Flushed ship was of him and Nepeta. As soon as he lay eyes on the ship, he was filled with regret, fear, and sadness. He sat down in front of the mural and he took it all in.
"HOW STUPID ARE YOU. YOU COULDN'T EVEN SEE THE FUCKING HINTS AND THIS POOR SWEET INNOCENT TROLL IS FUCKING DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU. SHE WAS PROBABLY SAD BECAUSE SHE WAS CALLING OUT FOR YOU ON HER DEATHBED AND YOU JUST WORRIED ABOUT A NON EXISTENT MATESPRITSHIP WITH TEREZI. YOU ARE A FUCKING MORON. EVEN THOUGH YOU DONT FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT NEPETA, YOU FUCKING CAUSED HER TORMENT." Karkat sat with all these thoughts churning in and out of his head. He fucking couldn't take it. All this time he wanted a relationship with Terezi that he could see that Nepeta wanted to be with him.
It was true that he didn't feel the same way about the little troll, but if he found out earlier he could have at least let her down easy.
An eye for an eye. Or in this case an heartbreak for a heartbreak. He started whimpering and crying. He never asked for his. He just wanted to die. He never wanted to play this stupid game.
Eventually after a minute or two, he calmed down and took a piece of red chalk from a box.
He climbed into a vent and looked for a way back to his block. Fortunately he found a quick route and marked the path with big red hearts and the words "I'm sorry" around it. Once he got back to his block he opened up his crabtop and set his Trollian status to 'offline', and it would probably stay that way.
Hey guys. Just wanted to clear things up a bit. Karkat isn't flushed for Nepeta in this as depicted in the chapter a bit. I wrote this just for clarification a bit. Anyways I hope this was some what comedic and dramatic as you hoped but in any other cases this is just the beginning of Karkat's depression. It gets much worse than this. Heheh. Anyway stay safe and write some reviews or fanfics in you want. I encourage all of you and I'll support you every step of the way. Bye!
