I'm back! Thank you for all the support, I love you all. Sadly, I might not be able to update until Friday or Saturday. I'm not sure yet, but time will tell. Any who, let's begin.

Kanaya's older sister came into Terezi's room, and the sister's set of to work. Kanaya took my measurements while Porrim, her sister, picked fabrics. Terezi had left, saying she was going to bother Dave or Karkat, whoever that was.
Porrim was beautiful. Her long black hair fell below her shoulders. Her horns were slightly longer than Kanaya's. There were many gold peircings on her eyebrows, and her lip had one gold ring in the middle. She had tattoos on her arms and legs that ran up her body. Her black dress was very exposing, and had green trim around the neck and edges.
Every now and then, Kanaya would cast a nervous glance upon Porrim. Even though they were both very pretty, Porrim was more flamboyant about it, while Kanaya was shy.
If one thing was certain, they were a fashion team. They worked quickly and easily with one another, and had the dress done in fifteen minutes. It was purple, with black sleeves. A yellow sash was tied around the stomach. "Thank you so much," I said gratefully.
"Oh, it's nothing," Kanaya replied. "We are the royal seamstresses."
"But this dress is beautiful," I said gratefully. Kanaya shrugged modestly.
Porrim spoke up. "My dear sister is being modest. This isn't even our best work."
We were interrupted by Terezi, who had barged into the room. She pushed past us and fell on her bed with a groan.
"Terezi, are you okay?" I asked.
"Karkat. Is. A. Tremendous. Asshole."
"Oh dear. What did my morail do this time?" Kanaya asked.
"We fought. Again. Dammit, aren't red relationships supposed to be easy? That fucktard is jealous of Dave, even though I'm completely flushed for said fucktard."
"That's just Karkat. He is always upset about something," Kanaya comforted.
"Yeah, but he usually fakes all those other times. This time he is really mad." She sighed. "But you guys don't need to hear all this. And neither do the others, Porrim," she deadpanned, staring directly at the Virgo.
Porrim giggled. "I make no promises."
"Who's Karkat?" I asked. "And what's a matesprit"
"He's my matesprit. For whatever reason," Terezi replied. "Although, I guess that doesn't really answer you're question. Karkat would be the one able to describe the quadrants to you. I'm pretty sure you're gonna meet him."
Someone knocked at the door. Terezi groaned. "Come in."
A male troll opened the door. His black hair was cut into a shaggy mohawk. His horns were like a bulls horns. "Uh, I kind of can't, uh, get in. The, uh, horns, you know." He offered a nervous smile. Over his black shirt was a black leather jacket. On his shirt was an orange sign for Taurus.
"Hello Tavros," Kanaya said. Tavros waved.
He wasn't wearing any pants, but it didn't matter. His entire lower body, from the waist down, was made out of metal. "What happened to your legs?" I asked.
He blushed bright orange. "I, uh, got into an accident when I was younger and was, uh, paralyzed. But my, uh, older brother was able to, uh, help me get my new legs. So it's okay now."
"Those are amazing. I've never seen anything like it," I muttered in awe.
"But anyway, Her Imperious Condescension, uh, would like to see you."
"Of course. Thank you." I followed Tavros out.
"Bye Tavros!" Terezi called. Tavros led me back to the throneroom.
I didn't know what to say, so I asked, "What does she need."
He glanced around nervously and whispered, "You have to refer to her by her title." He then answered, Her Imperial Condescension would like you, her new favorite, to be present for a court."
"Oh." We entered the courtroom. Only the Condesce was there.
"Hello Claire," she greeted with a wicked grin. Tavros bowed, and I followed suit by curtsying.
"If I my ask, where are the others?"
"I sent ma other page to retrieve them. He should be back shortly. Nitram, you can leave." Tavros bowed once more, and left. She turned to me. "You can sit down." I looked down. There was a white bull with fairy wings holding a pink cushion. "Sit!" she yelled. I hesitated, but sat down. The fairy bull grunted underneath my weight.
The Condesce was right. The other page did arrive soon, and brought the rest of the court. The other page was probably Tavros's brother. He also had bull's horns, but he had fairy wings. His wild black hair was red at the tips. Over his red shirt was a black leather vest. On each shoulder of the vest were three bones. The center of the vest had a large orange Taurus sign. He had black pants with red stripes going across the legs. He had black gloves and black boots.
"I have brought you everyone," the page said.
"Thanks Rufioh. You are dismissed." Rufioh flew away. He had brought nine trolls, of which there was Darkleer Dualscar, Meenah, Feferi, and then John.
One of the trolls walked forward and bowed. She was a female, and had the same pointy horns as Terezi. She had short black hair and red eyes. Her outfit was teal and red. Her gloves, skirt, boots, and vest were red. The sleeves, pants, and stomach were teal. The Libra sign was around her stomach. She was carrying a white cane that had a dragon head for a handle. "You Imperious Condescension." The Condesce nodded. "I am legislacerator Neophyte Redglare. I will lead the courtcase of the Signless and his followers."
"Who are his followers?"
"The Dolorosa, the Disciple, and the Psionic."
"Blood colors?"
"The Dolorosa is a jade blood, the Disciple is a green blood, the Psionic is a yellow blood, and the Signless is a mutant. His blood is bright red."
"Ugh, a mutant. The only thing worse than a fuckin lowblood. Court is now in session!" the Condesce yelled.

I must be evil, my last chapter for a few days is this short. Whatever. Review telling me what I can improve on, or just favorite and follow.

Alright, I'm out.