Happy weekend! I'm sorry I didn't update last night. I actually had time, but I had a soccer game that we lost 3-2. I was the goalie, so I was pretty upset. I didn't write last night. I was sort of depressed, and I didn't feel like putting you guys through that. Any who, let's begin.
The Serket's arrived soon enough. Their names were Aranea and Vriska. Aranea, the older sister, seemed nice enough. She had short black hair and white glasses. Her dress was blue with a black belt around the stomach. Vriska had longer hair, normal glasses, a gray jacket, a black shirt, and blue pants. Each of them had red shoes, horns that looked like a stinger and a pincer, and the sign for Scorpio. Vriska's was blue while Aranea's was white.
"Hi! You must be Claire. I'm Aranea, and this is my younger sister Vriska. It's so nice to meet you. Vriska and I-"
"Oh my god shut up," Vriska said. Aranea frowned. "C'mon Claire. We're taking you to the treasure trove."
"Of course. Good-bye Horrus," I said.
"Bye Claire," he replied with a smile. The sister's took me back to the hall.
"Damn, how did you stand being with those two? They're soooooooo sweaty and gross," Vriska said.
"Aren't all men?" I replied.
She laughed. "Nice." The sisters brought me to the door next to the training grounds. Instead of bringing us outside, it led to a staircase going down. Before we descended, Aranea stopped me.
"You have to swear you won't steal anything," she said.
"I swear," I replied. The sister's brought me down the stairs and opened the door it led to. The entire room was filled with treasure. There was piles of gold, jewelry, precious gems, and anything else of great wealth.
"Our mom collects all of this on her voyages and gives it to the Condesce so she won't imprison her," Vriska explained.
"Pirate?" I guessed.
"Yeah, she gets aaaaaaaall of the treasure," Vriska boasted.
"Even though the Condesce hasn't outlawed her, there is a legislacerator tracking her. Neophyte Redglare," Aranea said, her voice filled with disgust.
"She was at the court case earlier today, wasn't she?" I asked.
"Yeah. You see, Redglare is the royal legislacerator. It's the only thing keeping the Condesce from executing her for treason, because she's actually really good. Not to mention that her lusus is a dragon, which is used by the Condesce. Besides, the Condesce has more pressing matters to attend to, what with the Signless and the riots trolls are causing. I really do respect the Signless. He has such a way with words, and so many trolls-"
"Hey! Aranea! Guess what!" Vriska interrupted, exclaiming every sentence.
"Yes?" she asked.
"You're an amazing sister! We should hug! Right now! And remain silent in the tender embrace!" she replied, pulling Aranea into a hug. Aranea was speechless, and Vriska gave me a thumbs up.
"I know what you are doing Vriska. You think you can distract me."
"Maaaaaaaaybe." Aranea broke away from Vriska, who was laughing. She wordlessly walked out of the treasurey, and I followed. I already decided that I didn't like Vriska.
Aranea was leading me to the blue hallway. "I am so sorry about my sister," she apologized. "It's just, I do have the tendency to talk to much, but I try to make it interesting. I'm sorry if I bore you."
"Don't worry. I think it was rather interesting. I agree, the Signless does seem like a good role model," I replied.
"Oh god no, not another talker. Please, Aranea is enough," Vriska complained from behind us. Aranea frowned, and walked in silence the rest of the way.
The blue hallway had eight doors. The first five doors and the last door were the same shade of blue. The other two doors were orange-ish yellow. "Okay, the last blue door is our mom's, even though she's never actually here. The furthest yellow door is Aranea's, and the other one is mine. The other five rooms are for visitors," Vriska said.
"We're done with our part of the tour. We would be happy to show you the way to you to the Pyropes, but we don't really have the best relationship," Aranea explained apologetically.
"You've been there before, though. You should get there fine," Vriska said before sauntering away. Aranea shrugged apologetically and left to her room. And just like that, I was left alone. I figured that I might as well sneak away and find John. He might be able to help me. Together, we could help everyone escape.
I started walking to the throne room. Terezi was sitting in front of the door. "Hello Rose," she said.
"Hello. If you do not mind, I think I am going to talk to John. I will be back soon."
"Just hear me out for a second. My sister and I know your secret."
I gasped as the realization hit me. "You called me Rose. How did you?"
She cackled. "You are the Seer of Light. We have something in common, you and I. We are both seers. However, I am a Seer of Mind. My sister is the Knight of Mind. I talked it over with her, and we agree that you are the Rose we have waited for."
"I'm not the Seer of Light. Hussie already told me that I am the wrong Rose."
"But you don't believe that, do you." I didn't reply. "Exactly. That necklace you're wearing? I asked Kanaya just to make sure, and she told me it was the symbol of light."
"I just wanted to help my friends. Please, don't tell anyone," I pleaded.
"I'm not going to tell. I'm on your side. So are many others. Feferi is the Witch of Life and Meenah is the Thief of Life. Eridan is the Prince of Hope and Cronus is the Bard of Hope. Gamzee is the Bard of Rage and Kurloz is the Prince of Rage. Equius is the Heir of Void and Horrus is the Page of Void. Vriska is the Thief of Light and Aranea is the Sylph of Light. Kanaya is the Sylph of Space and Porrim is the Maid of Space. That isn't even all of my friends."
"How do you know all of this?" I asked.
"As the Seer of Mind, I can see people's choices. Most of them don't know their titles yet. The Condesce doesn't want them rising up. The only people that know other than me and my sister are Meenah, Aradia, Vriska, Aranea, and possibly Damara. Don't talk to them about it, though. Because you're Claire." I swear, she must have winked.
"Right. Where is your sister? I think we should continue with the tour."
"Forgot about your boyfriend? Latula's probably skateboarding in the courtroom."
"So you are related to Redglare," I said, ignoring her comment.
"Yeah, she's my mom. Why?"
"You look a lot like her," I answered.
"Well, let me show you my family's hallway. I might need to talk to you about the war and stuff." She led me to the teal hallway. This one also had eight doors, and two of them were green. "The first green door goes to my room, and the other is for Latula. The door farthest away is our mother's." She didn't need her cane to feel her way around. It made me wonder if she was always blind.
Terezi took me to the hallway, through the first door on the right. The room it led to was huge, and had to sets of rails. The first rail was a straight line, and the second was curved. I think that it must look like Libra from an above view.
"Woohoo!" a girl exclaimed. She was on a board, riding it on the rail. Her black hair fell just below her shoulders, and her square red glasses blocked out her eyes. Her horns were like Terezi's. The shirt she had on was teal, with a black stripe on the bottom, black sleeves, a black neck, and the red sign for Libra. Her pants were black, and her gloves and boots were red. A bag was slung over her shoulder.
"Hey Latula!" Terezi called out. "This is Rose."
"Yo Terezi! Hey Rose, what's up? I'm Latula." Latula hopped off the rail and grabbed her board.
"I'm fine. How are you?"
"Wicked!" she exclaimed. "But we need to talk to you about some stuff, and this place is private unless court is being held."
"What's the matter?"
"Terezi already told you about you being the Seer of Light, right?" I nodded. "Good. Me and Terezi have a plan to get everyone out of here."
"Sounds interesting. What are we going to do?" I asked.
Terezi answered. "We want to gather everyone together, like she said. We are going to give letters to everyone, detailing what we need them to do. I'm going to give letters to the Serkets, the Horrus's, and the Makaras, and Latula will give them to the Amporas and the Peixes's. We need you to give them to the Maryams, the Leijions, the Captors, the Nitrams, the Megidos, and the Vantas's. Tell your friends in the prison, and talk it over with your other friends."
"That sounds easy enough. Do you have the letters?"
"Yeah. There's two for each family. It's already addressed to them, so you don't have much to worry about." Latula handed me her bag, which had twelve scrolls in it. "If anyone asks, these are just drawings I wanted you to give to my friends," said Terezi.
"Okay. I'll do it." I put the bag over my arm. "Now, I think I have to continue my tour."
"Right. Latula, do you mind taking her to Kanaya and Porrim? I've got to start handing out these letters," Terezi said, waving the scrolls.
"Sure thing, sis. C'mon Rose. Let's get out of here," Latula said, taking me back to the hallway. The door she brought me to was on the right side of the hall and closest to the entrance.
That door led to another hallway with twelve doors, six on each side. The two doors closest to me were black, then fuchsia, then grayish, light blue, red, and brown. Latula knocked on the black door to the right. Porrim answered. "What do you want, Latula?" she asked, sounding lethargic.
"The sis asked me to bring you guys Claire. I got to run, see you later!" she replied, already walking away. Porrim and I were left alone.
"Did Aranea or Vriska escort you to Latula and Terezi?" she asked.
"No. They said it was because of some feud," I replied.
"Yes, and a very stupid one. It's pathetic, really. But nevermind that, it seems that you are now stuck with Kanaya and I."
"So it would seem. Where is Kanaya?" I questioned.
"In her room." Porrim knocked on the other black door. "Kanaya, we need to go now."
"One moment please," Kanaya said. She opened the door and stepped out. "Hello again Claire."
"Hello. Terezi and Latula asked me to give you these scrolls," I said, taking the two scrolls labeled K4N4Y4 and porr1m out of the bag.
"Wait, why didn't Latula give this to me herself. She was just here?" Porrim asked. I shrugged. She unrolled the scroll and read aloud, "Do not read until you are alone."
"Mine says the same. Claire, do you have any idea what these are about?" Kanaya asked, rolling the scroll back up.
"No," I lied. "But you should do what they say." The two put the scrolls in their rooms. "Okay, now where are you two taking me?"
"You already know where are rooms are, so we shall show you the sewing room." The led me to the door next to the treasury. Inside were two sewing machines and a myriad of clothes, either neatly laid on a desk or hung up on a clothesline running along the side of the room.
One dress in particular caught my eye. It was white, nothing fancy. The bottom was torn, and there was a blue symbol for Scorpio on it. Attached to the back were fairy wings. "What's this?" I asked. The dress was laying on the desk.
Kanaya took it and hastily hid it under a few more clothes. "Oh nothing, just a gift for a friend. Really, it's nothing. Would you like to see something else?" She didn't give me a chance to answer and dragged me to the other side of the room. "This is a sweater I made for my morail. He asked me to repair it for him. Really, he should take better care of his things." She went on about the other clothes she had made for friends, so I glanced back at Porrim.
Porrim was writing something down on a sheet of paper. When she finished, she set the pen down on the desk and folded the sheet of paper. She then joined us, interrupting Kanaya by saying, "Dearest sister, your rambling again."
A jade blush covered Kanaya's cheeks. "Oh dear, I do apologize." While she was distracted Porrim slipped the note into my hand. "I suppose that we've been here long enough. How about we take you to the Leijons."
"Yes, let's. Terezi asked me to give them some drawings. Would you mind showing the way, Kanaya?" I asked.
"Of course." Kanaya brought me back to the hall, and knocked on one of the fuchsia doors.
"Tackle-pounce!" a female troll exclaimed as she pounced Kanaya. "The powerful pawbeast greets her furrend."
Kanaya giggled. "Hello Nepeta. How are you?" Nepeta stood up and helped Kanaya back on her feet. Nepeta looked like the Disciple. The horns looked like cat ears, and two small fangs poking out from beneath her lip. Over her short black hair was a blue hat that looked like the head of a cat. Underneath her green jacket that was much too large for her, she was wearing a black shirt with the green symbol for Leo on it. She had gray pants and blue shoes, and a blue tail.
"Great! I already updated my shipping wall today," she replied with a mischievous smirk at Kanaya.
Kanaya blushed and tried to change the subject. "This is Claire. Your supposed to show her the hunting grounds today."
"Right. But no one can avoid the shipping Meowryam." Nepeta said. She may have tried to be serious, but she erupted into a fit of giggles.
"Right. Good-bye, Claire," Kanaya said with a wave as she left the hall.
Nepeta recovered from her laughing fit. "Wait a second, okay Claire. I just need to get Meulin." Nepeta went into the other fuchsia door, and came out again with Meulin. "This is my older sister!"
"Hi! I'm Meulin! It's nice to meet you!" she yelled.
"Sorry. She's deaf," Nepeta said. She faced her sister. "you're being a bit too loud."
"Oh, sorry," Meulin whispered. She had the same horns as Nepeta, and long, messy hair. Over her black sweater was a green shirt that had a black symbol for Leo on it. She had a short green skirt, white stockings, and black shoes.
"What's in the bag?" Nepeta asked.
"Terezi and Latula asked me to give you drawings," I answered, pulling the two scrolls labeled N3P3T4 and m3ul1n.
"Oh! Maybe something to update shipping?" Meulin exclaimed.
"We have to wait to open it. Boo," Nepeta whined. She stuffed te scrolls into her pockets. "C'mon Claire. Let's go to other hunting grounds!" The hunting grounds was the door across from the training grounds.
It brought us to a lush forest. There were a few animals, both white and normal, scattered around. Out in the distance there was a cave. "This is where Meulin and I hunt for the Condesce," Nepeta exclaimed.
"So you two are the only hunters?" I asked.
"Yup! Well, Pounce helps if we need it, but we have enough food!" Meulin yelled.
"And the cave is where we update our shipping wall. We keep track of our furrends and their relationships," Nepeta said, getting a dreamy expression on her face.
"Okay," I said awkwardly, staring at Nepeta.
"Sorry," Nepeta said, shaking her head. "Let's go, Pawlux will get upset if we're late." The Leijons brought me back to the hall, where a male troll was leaning on one of the gray doors. He was tall and lanky, and looked like the Psionic. He had the same horns and fangs, and a pair of glasses with one red lens and one blue lens. His black hair was combed back, and the yellow symbol for Gemini was on his black shirt. his pants were gray, and one of his shoes was white while the other was black.
Nepeta pounced on him and said, "The proud pawbeast greets her furrend the biclops."
"Roleplay is fucking thtupid, NP," he said with his lisp.
Nepeta frowned. "Your not any fun, Pawlux. Roleplay is the best."
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Who'th thith?" he asked.
"I'm Claire," I said. "It's nice to meet you."
"I'm Thollux Captor," he replied tiredly.
"I have to leave. Bye Pawlux! Bye Claire!" Nepeta exclaimed as she left.
"I wath thuppothed to thow you the tech room with my brother Mituna, but he'th mentally retarded. Tho you'll be thtuck with me," he said.
"I was asked by Latula to give this to him," I said, taking the scroll labeled tun4 out of the bag. "Can you deliver it for me?"
"Yeah, maybe. Whatever," he replied.
"Terezi also asked for me to deliver something to you. Here," I handed him the scroll labeled SOLLUX.
He looked at it skeptically. "Read when alone? Fuck it, I can rethpect TZ. But thomething weird is going on here. Whatever. Follow me to the tech room."
The tech room was through the door next to the rooms. It led to stairs, which brought us to some sort of dungeon. The entire room was filled with machines and covered in pipes. One wall was dedicated to blueprints, and in a corner was a giant bee hive. "Don't eat the mind honey," Sollux warned.
There was a desk with twelve metal boxes on it. Rubber wires connected the boxes to the wall. "What are these?" I asked, looking closer. In front of every box was a board that had multiple buttons on it.
"Thothe are computerth. My own invention." He pressed one of the buttons on the computers, and it lit up. "I'm thtill working on it, but they thould be done thoon."
I was about to respond, but there was a loud crash followed by a string of curses and crying. "Dammit, not again," Sollux complained. He got up to find the source of the crash, and I followed.
Lying on the floor was a male troll. He had a yellow helmet, which had his two sets of horns poking out from underneath and curly black hair sticking out. Yellow tears were streaming down his face. He had a yellow shirt with black stripes, yellow gloves, yellow boots, and black pants. "MT, what the hell did I tell you about thkateboarding down here?" Sollux asked, annoyed.
"I wath trying to do a grind!" Mituna sobbed, more tears streaming from beneath the red and blue visor on his helmet.
"What hurtth?" Sollux asked, kneeling to join his brother. Mituna pointed to his knee, hiccuping. "Alright, I'll fix you up." Sollux took gauze out of his pocket and wrapped some of it around Mituna's knee.
"Thankth Sollux," Mituna muttered, taking a shaky breath.
"Itth all right, jutht be more careful next time."
"I'm thorry," Mituna said, hugging his knees closer to him.
I watched the exchange wordlessly. It was rather curious, how Sollux pretended that he didn't care for his older brother at all. But he was obviously prepared for when Mituna got hurt. Really, Sollux was more like the older brother. "Here, itth from Latula,
Sollux said. He gave the scroll to Mituna.
"Alright, I'll you back now. I'd thay thith ath been a pretty fucking eventful tour tho far," Sollux said. He brought me back to the rooms and knocked on one of the light blue doors. When no one answered, he knocked on the other door. Once again, no one answered.
"Where the fuck are they?"Sollux asked. We waited for a few more minutes, but no one arrived.
"Where are they?" I asked, growing impatient.
"I don't know, but I've got better thingth to do. Thee you later, Claire," Sollux said.
"Good-bye Sollux," I replied. I sighed. I was getting awfully tired of all this waiting.
What, something relevant to the plot happened? Wow. Anyway, I'll be able to update tomorrow. If you want to tell me what story I should write next, just leave a review, or you could PM me. Really, I love the reviewers, followers, and favorites I have gotten so far. And I would love to keep pleasing you guys with more stories.
Alright, I'm out.