Author's Note: This is a collection of thirty one-shots all set in the Homestuck-verse. They might contradict each other, since, unless otherwise noted, they aren't directly related to each other.

Prompt: "It's easy to claim nonassociation with your family. Doing it with yourself is a bit harder."-me
Summary: Despite her best attempts, Vriska regrets.
Character(s): Vriska Serket
Spoilers: Through the majority of the reader's visit with Doc Scratch just to be safe, but not RECENT spoilers.
Notes: Damn you, site, for not allowing me to use Vriska's typing quirk at the end of this. There should be eight exclamation marks.

Vriska had a lot of regrets. Sometimes, she couldn't believe how many had piled up so quickly.

She just did things in the heat of the moment, okay? Later on she realized that it had been a mistake, not that anyone seemed to accept it when she said she knew she'd been wrong. But how to make it up to the poor guy caught up in her schemes? Apologies wouldn't cut it, after all.

Vriska had learned early on that "sorry" was never going to be good enough. This meant that she did her best to never use the word. Not that anyone seemed to be willing to give her credit on that score anyways. Not her lusus, not Terezi, not Aradia, not even Tavros.

Okay, that was a lie. John was willing to give her credit. But she was careful to keep her temper under control when dealing with John. She didn't let her passions run away with her the way she had with everyone else.

But now Vriska was starting to wonder: when they met up with the humans, would John understand why she'd done what she did? Would he forgive her? Would he still be her friend?

Vriska hated this weakness that had come creeping out of nowhere to steal her confidence away. She should be at her best right now, with the confrontation with the demon coming.

All right, all right, so she'd just killed Tavros. But that wasn't really on purpose. Okay, it was a lot on purpose. But stupid Toreadork had been asking for it, attacking her of all trolls! Really, what did he think was going to happen? A victory for him? Not likely! She had all the luck, all of it!

And now she was feeling a little guilty about his death! Vriska frowned to herself. Was this because of John? Really, he was just a human! If he didn't like her, well, it wasn't like Vriska had ever needed anyone else's approval. She had managed without John before she'd met him, so she could do so again.

Still… If things had been different… Maybe if they'd all been humans without the end of the world looming over them…

But this was ridiculous! To shake off her odd thoughts, Vriska opened a chat with John. Trolling him always made her feel better, and she couldn't go off to the Great Final Battle in a bad mood.

arachnidsGrip [AG] began trolling tentacleTherapist [TT]

AG: John!