(EriSol is legit the best ship. I mean, EriFef is cute, and so is any other ship with Eridan, but EriSol has got to be the best. Also, they could be matesprites, moirails, OR kismesises. Seriously. I love them.)
Beep. Beep. Beeeep. Eridan groaned and lazily reached for his alarm clock and poked at it until he hit the snooze button. His room was fuzzy and dull until he slipped his glasses onto his face. "Hey, chief! You up?" He looked up to see his brother, standing in the doorway wearing nothing but his boxers. A cigarette, unlit, dangled from the corner of his mouth. Cronus never lit his cigarettes. Their father had, and he'd died from lung cancer just two months ago. Only Cronus had been around long enough to remember their mother.
"Go the fuck away, Cro." Eridan grimaced at his brother. "Why should I?" "Don't be so fuckin' immature." "Aw, c'mon, chief, I'm just teasing you!" Snarling, Eridan stormed to the door and slammed it shut, leaving Cronus just enough time to jump out of the way. "You're the one being immature!" he heard Cronus say. His voice was muffled, yet Eridan could still hear the venom dripping from it.
What a perfect way to begin my morning, Eridan mused angrily. When he and Feferi were dating, she happily let him stay at her house. Sure, her sister was rude and her mother a little intimidating, but at least they were better than Cronus. But no, she'd dumped him. And then there was dad's death. Life just wasn't going very well… At least I met Sollux. Maybe he'll let me stay at his house or something. He pulled on jeans and a t-shirt. Ah, fuck no. He'd think I was being weird.
"Whatcha doin' today?" Cronus grinned as Eridan sat down at the kitchen table. "None a' your business," Eridan retorted, shoving a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. "Why do you forsake me so, chief? I'm just trying to hold a conversation with you," Cronus said dramatically, holding a hand to his heart. Eridan glared at his brother. "You're pathetic," he sneered, standing up and dumping the rest of his cereal in the sink. "And I'm goin' to the library, that's what I'm doin'."
Eridan actually had no idea what time Sollux was going to be at the library. He didn't want to ask for his phone number, because that would've either sounded like he was a stalker or a flirt. He just decided to go early and hope for the best. It was summer vacation, after all. He had all the time in the world. On the way out, he made sure to slam the door extra hard. "I said you were the immature one!" Cronus called after him. Maybe he was right.
(H-EH H-EH H-EH! Eridan's got a troubled past as well! *rubs hand together* I had a lot of fun writing this chapter because I was mad at my sister and felt like Eridan. This was my vent. Don't get me wrong, I love Cronus, but…Eridan doesn't. :3)