AN: I'm back! Hello once again, my friends. I'm going to answer some Guest reviews since, you know, I can't do it in a PM.
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Kaitlyn Vantas - chapter 10 - Well, I'm not like that all the time. I felt really guilty about killing off Gamzee at first, but it needs to be done for the sake of the story. No, Karkat won't die next. This story still has a lot to come, and obviously, with Karkat being the main character, he has to stay alive for as long as I need him. And I don't want you to sadical face :c.
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It wasn't like him not to cry at this. But he just stood, and calmly and quietly walked out of the hospital with his now teary eyed friends following him and calling out his name, not keeping up. Someone from outside would assume the worst. The only person keeping his cool seemed to be Strider, but he had those dumb shades John bought him on, so you couldn't really tell. "Karkat! Come back! Where are you going? Stop!"
"John." Karkat stopped, causing the four to stumble as to not run into him. (Dave said "I meant to do that." and acted annoyingly cool, as per usual.)
"What?"
"I. Don't. Like. You." Karkat turned around and faced his friends. Somewhere in the corner of his mind he knew he should not be insulting his friends, especially the only friends that had come to see if he was alright, but he was too angry at the world to care. "You're annoying, nerdy, and always so fucking optimistic. There's nothing to be optimistic about! The world is a hard, cold, evil fucking place, and you better get used to it. You can't cry over my friends dying because you barely even fucking knew them. Your annoyingness disgusts me, you uncultured fuckass."
"I-I..." John didn't even look that hurt by it. It was as if he had expected this to happen at one point. "I understand." He said, then ran off.
"JOHN!" Jade yelled after him. The two girls ran after him like loyal dogs (No offence to them.)
Dave stayed. He glared coldly at Karkat. Karkat returned it. Then, Dave got hold of the smaller teen's arm and dragged him into an alleyway. "Listen here, you little shit." Dave said threateningly, all traces of his cool nature gone. "We've tried to be there for you, and we've given up a lot of our time for you, especially John. Didn't it ever fucking occur to you that you might sound like those dickheads who bully him in school? Didn't it? He loves you, he loves all of us, as much as he loves his fucking family. And you threw all that away. Your loss. But if you're going to be a dick, then leave us all THE FUCK alone. " Dave then left.

Shit. I fucked up. Karkat thought, for the hundredth time that night. He was now in his bed.
My best friend just died and some of my only other friends just told me to back off because I'm an emotionless asshat. I have SERIOUSLY fucked up.
"I agree."
Karkat jumped. He must have said all that out loud. But that voice that answered him wasn't his Dad's. It was...
His long gone older brother.
"You were exceptionally fast to figure that out."
Karkat sighed to himself, and sat up. "This is it then? I've finally gone insane, haven't I?"
"Well, I wouldn't say so, I think you are actually doing quite well for your situation. However, you may believe you are insane. No one's stopping you."
"Even 'I-made-you-up-in-my-head-because-I'm-sad' Kankri's annoying."
"Oh, thanks. I'll have you know, though, you did not imagine me. I am talking to you. You would have to have quite a big imagination to have imagined you were talking to your long-dead older brother, now wouldn't you?"
"I guess."
"Now, Karkat." There was the feeling of someone sitting on the bed, though there was nothing there. "I know-My goodness, have you grown!"
"Of course I have. It's been three years, Kankri. You're a little late."
"Oh dear. You're sixteen now? I've missed so much. I never thought being dead would be so hard."
"Being dead's hard? OK, great, now I have nothing to look forward to."
"Don't say that! You could do a lot, Karkat. You just-"
"Need to believe in myself. I know."
"Yes, but you also need to not give up. You've gotten through so much, Karkat! It'd be a shame to throw it all away! I mean, look at you! You're sixteen! You're almost an adult, and you're so mature. I am so, so proud of you."
Karkat smiled.
"There's that smile I love. Anyway, you should probably apologise to your friend...Joan, was it?"
"John."
"Ah yes, John. Lovely boy."
"What have you been doing, stalking me?"
"Well, what else do I have to do? Being dead isn't exactly living on a cloud and playing ping pong with Elvis Presley . It's more of just hanging around with dead people who're all boring."
"What about Michael Jackson and stuff? He's pretty cool."
"Don't be stupid. We don't get to hang around with movie stars. We're just...lower class, after all."
Karkat sighed. "Yeah. Hey, how's Mum?"
"Mum? She's alright, I guess. Still being Mum."
"All of a sudden you stopped using your dumb smart talk." Karkat was careful with his words. Kankri would give him a very big telling off if he cursed, even though he'd watched him do it for years. And no one wanted to be stuck with a night's worth of Kankri's telling off, not even his best friend. "Hey!"
"...What?"
"I'm not that bad, am I?"
"...Yes. Yes you are that bad. But how did you-?"
"I made an emotional link between us so I could talk to you. It wasn't the best idea, but..."
"Uh...OK."
"And I'm allowed to stop talking smartly sometimes you know. I know I have a large vocabulary and that got me somewhere, however, I can talk to you normally, as a Vantas to Vantas thing."
"And there it is. The smart talk. Again."
"I've been dead for three years. I'm not going to deal with your sass."
"I am not sassing you!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too are too are too!"
"Am not am not am not!"
"ARE TOO!"
"AM NOT!"
"Karkat, what are you-?"
Karkat hadn't even noticed his father had entered. He was too busy arguing with, well, thin air, really. "...Oh. Hi dad."
"Who're you talking to?"
"Um..." Karkat couldn't exactly say he was having a five-year-old-worth arguement with his long dead older brother. He'd sound mad. But he couldn't exactly say he was having a conversation with himself either. "I'm...uh, on Skype call."
"Your computer isn't even on and your phone is in the living room."
"Karkat. Hey, Karkat."
"...Um..."
"Karkat, answer me! Don't be rude! Treat people how you want to be treated. If you want me to ignore you then I can do just that, and that is what I will do unless you speak to me, young man!"
"...Shut up." The boy muttered, gritting his teeth.
"Karkat! I will not stand for such impoliteness towards your own brother! Go to your room!"
"This is my room, fuckass." Karkat found his voice rising again. He had a feeling Kankri was doing this on purpose.
"Firstly, I would never do such a thing! And secondly, watch your language young man! Using triggering language around people could result in only God knows what! You can not just say such things to people bigger than you. They could hurt you really badly, and none of us want that, now do we? You have such a better, wider vocabulary than that horrible-"
"SHUT UP!" Karkat yelled. His brother's rants always annoyed him. And now his dad thought he was crazy. Just "Vantastic."
"That wasn't even a good fucking pun, Kankri."
"Son, are you, uh, quite alright?"
"Yes, Dad. I'm absolutely fan-fucking-tastic, apart from the fact my best friend just died, I lost four of my other friends, and my fucking ghost-brother is pulling some unbearable douchebaggery and giving me a fucking lecture on swearing, when it's been three years AND I CAN DO WHAT I FUCKING WANT TO!"
"Karkat. I know you're sad and all, with the,um... recent incidents, but Kankri isn't here."
"H-he is. You just...can't hear him."
"Karkat, son, listen to me. He isn't here. He's long gone, and he isn't coming back anytime soon." The older Vantas was know sitting down next to his son.
"I-I..."
"I know I haven't been much of a father figure since, well, back then. And you've had to deal with everything on your own. And hey, maybe, you needed someone then. You probably did. And you need someone now. But Kankri isn't coming to comfort you and tell you it's all OK, because you know that's not how it works anymore." Karkat heard his brother sigh in unison with him.
"I know." They said.
"But..." Karkat said. "I...I just wish I could...I just..."
"Embrace you all one last time."

AN: So okay, I need to write longer chapters. Like, really really. Did I mention I almost cried whilst writing this? Because I did. Like I killed off some characters and it's no big deal to me but then all the Vantases get sad in the story and I feel sad too. No fair. Anyways, next chapter'll be up as soon as possible. Review if you liked!
~AP