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The red she had smelt earlier was in fact her chalk, which from her guess had been used by Karkat to write his polite message In capitals, across her board with her chalk, but all was fine with the world. Apart from the fact she now had one less red chalk. Red chalk that was low in supply and more was needed, Meaning time to bug karkles until she got a new one, or a few.

Otherwise it was nice of him to inform her of the fact that he was working, which she already knew, and that fact that there was stir fry in the fridge, which she also knew. But frankly she was offended that she would even do such a thing as burning the apartment down, even if he wasn't wrong about the paying part since she didn't have a job, and being able to see by smelling was something she couldn't really put on a résumé, could she? But it was even a big deal, they didn't necessarily have to stay and pay for 'this shit' as karkles put it, they could go back to the hive, to Vriska, but Karkat was trying to live this human thing out as well as the others the ones that hadn't gave up that is, and if he was here well she wasn't going to leave him. Always the risk of hunters coming. always.

After all the excitement of her adventure earlier it was nice to sit down and eat microwave heated stir fry, which was now incredible dry, but who was she to complain, she had taken the whole thing not really caring whether or not Karkat wanted some. If he did he would make it clear to her later.

Terezi did always like to smell his cheeks light up red, it made her want to giggle all the time, which she did.

After Terezi finished the not so delicious stir fry she settled back on the worn up couch that Karkat had claimed as his bed, when he actually slept. Karkat's fitful sleeping patterned probably didn't help the old couch, only ruining it more that it previously was, however Terezi could still claim it had character even if it was sunken in.

The only time Terezi knew that Karkat was on the couch for was when he decided to sleep or when he was sitting down to a romcon. Terezi found it quite amusing how nothing was able to stop the constant turning gears in Karkat's head apart from a romcon. She guessed that it gave him a chance to withdraw himself from this life the where living, somewhere he could get lost and not have to worry about anything but the stupid romances and love triangles that Terezi pretended to make her feel sick, even though she actually found it kind of sweet.

It was childish she knew but Terezi could also understand this logic that Karkat had. It was the same thing she did essentially when she walked out sniffing out her pretend crimes on her adventures, or when she played a game with Vriska to distracted herself. It was hard to admit but they really all where the same in that way finding something to get lost in, it was completely normal for them. Maybe not a human looking in but for them it was comfort, it was necessary.

Terezi was still getting comfortable as she got lost in thought contemplating everything when she heard the footsteps on the stairs. Being blind she had sensitive hearing, it was natural, blind humans had it aswell, but because she was a demon she had far more sensitive hearing, more that the other demons. The footsteps where heavy but Terezi had no doubt that they belonged to both Karkat and john. Which was strange, they where not expecting john. Or she wasn't, Karkat would of told her if john was coming. So something must be up.

She didn't really like the thought of that.

She stood up as she heard them reach the door grabbing her bowl intending to put it away just after she turned to greet them as the door opened. Plans she thought never go as we want them to.

As the door opened, the scents wafted in and it was one particularly scent that had her loosening her grip on the bowl. Its smash as it made contact to the ground echoed around the room as she locked unseeing eyes with Karkat who stood just past the door way hand on the handle after he had caught it from swinging.

It wasn't the sudden entrance or the door hitting the wall that had caused her to drop the bowl, but that one particular smell that kept on hitting her nostrils making her dizzy.

It hadn't been tears that Terezi had smelled. No.

It had been the stench of death.

And it was coming off of both of the demons at the door, prominently from john though Karkat had trances. Most likely from an encounter with john. But still the stench unsettled Terezi as she shuffled forwards towards the demons who were doing them same, her arms slightly rising. No words needed to be said, and Karkat walked in to her opened arms and embraced her back shortly as she did to him, before he moved towards the kitchen and she turned and did the same to john. Terezi sniffed john shirt that was in front of her, grip tightening ever so slightly before she drew back almost tripping as she made some distance.

Terezi was shaking, terror racking though her, not new to her but unwelcomed all the same. Her hands where hanging in the air as she stared at john who stared right back at her.

She may not be able to see through her eyes, but Terezi saw well enough.

'Tell me that, smell is not what I think it is' she half gasped and hissed.

'Tell me that I'm wrong john!'

It was Karkat that answered her instead.

'We can't ter'

It was then that her hands dropped along with her head her eyes brimming themselves much like johns. She heard the footsteps but she still filched at the hand on her shoulder, already knowing it belonged to Karkat.

'Terezi' he breathed barely audio able even to her as she turned to face him. Terezi rarely cried, but she did not stop the tear rolling down her cheek passed her glasses.

'The others'

'Will need to be told' Karkat finished for her.

Terezi was glad that he was on the same thought pattern as her, the current situation called for it. If what she had sensed was truth as they had told her it was, then everything. Everything they had ever worked for, this peace they made themselves believe they could have, was crumbling around them leaving them to suffocate.

And now without the guidance they had it fell to them to decide their path. And terezie dreaded it.

'John, Kanaya' she said her head tilting towards him without Turing away from Karkat.

The sound of the door closing again indicated that john was doing as she had requested.

'Tell me everything'

It was then that Karkat broke his gaze, his head dropping as hers had done while he breathed in a deep breath.

'I don't know everything'

Terezi lowered her head as well there foreheads bumping, a sign of comfort between their kind while her hand grabbed his forearm giving a reassuring squeeze.

'Then tell me what you do know.'