Green.
Kanaya awoke, and the slippery sopor slime was the first thing to catch her eye. She yawned, feeling just a little bit of a chill in Karkat's room. She was still naked, as she enjoyed sleeping that way, so she was a little bit colder than she could have been.
Kanaya stretched as she stood up in Karkat's recuperacoon, figuring she had better hurry and get dressed before Karkat found her in the nude like this. He still did not know that she undressed to use his recuperacoon, and she thought it would be best for the time being if she just did not share this knowledge.
She got up and out of the warm, green fluid, tracking some footprints as she walked along Karkat's floor. She quickly got her clothes back on and, finding nothing out of place, made the short descent downstairs to Karkat's living room.
She couldn't help but giggle as her eyes looked over Karkat's sleeping form. He was lying on his couch, half his body splayed out over the edge. His laptop was still on, from the looks of it, and she went over to him quietly.
Kanaya looked over at the laptop and read over the conversation he had with Gamzee, figuring as soon as she woke up that something like this would have happened. She read it all and bit her lip, frowning a little. It appears that Karkat had told Gamzee that he would no longer be his moirail, in a way that only Karkat could.
She walked into the kitchen, intent on making Karkat some pancakes, when a gigantic crab-like lusus quickly spun around from in front of the sink, glaring at her. It appeared to be Karkat's lusus, and he was wearing a "Kiss the Cook" apron.
"SKREEEEE!"
"Good morning," said Kanaya, smiling warmly at the greeting. "I see you have beat me to the pancakes."
"SKREEEECH!"
"I slept great, thank you." Kanaya had met Karkat's lusus long before, as she did stay over from time to time. The first meeting with Crabdad was certainly… interesting. She could remember it like it was exactly one sweep ago…
Kanaya and Karkat had finished watching one of his favorite romcoms and were in the process of watching another when a loud knock came from a giant, nearby door, followed by an ear-piercing screech. This door was different from the one Kanaya entered - it was adjacent to the front door as if it was clearly built for the entry of things that were much larger than any troll.
"Oh fuck," said Karkat. "It's Crabdad. Goddamn it I think he's back from wherever-the-fuck." The knocking on the door persisted.
"I believe he requires assistance in opening the door," said Kanaya. "I will go."
"No no, you stay here, I got it," said Karkat, grumbling and making his way over to the large door and unlatching it. Kanaya held her hand over her mouth to muffle her giggling.
"I thought you used that door whenever furniture could not fit through the front one," she said. Karkat pulled open the giant door and, sure enough, there was Karkat's lusus. He was holding grocery bags in his giant claws, hulking through the door. He made a screech of inquiry when he noticed Kanaya sitting on the couch, and she sheepishly waved hello to him.
"That's Kanaya," said Karkat. "One of my better friends. We were just watching movies." Crabdad screeched once more, flailing his arms about. A piece of fruit flew out of one of the grocery bags, landing on the floor with a thud.
"YES, we were watching movies and doing NOTHING else, holy fuck," yelled Karkat, standing his ground. "Kanaya and I aren't in any quadrant, don't worry." But Karkat's lusus waved his claws around some more, arguing back and forth with his troll. It seemed that whenever Crabdad would make loud noises, ear-piercing noises, Karkat would yell back at him and match him in volume. They were both moving their arms wildly, as if this was some kind of intimidation match. Kanaya could only watch in amazement.
"Karkat, it is fine," Kanaya tried to say quietly. "Perhaps we should… er, Karkat…? The movie…"
Crabdad's rapid flailing while he was holding the groceries only caused more food to fall out, but it seemed his anger was preventing him from noticing. Suddenly the arguing between troll and lusus got so intense that an apple flew out of one of the bags, and soared through the air before hitting Kanaya squarely in the forehead, sending her backwards onto the couch, knocking her out instantly.
When she awoke, she saw that Karkat was holding some kind of ice pack on her forehead and that Crabdad was making some food in the kitchen. He looked worried, which made her smile a bit.
"Is this what you meant when you said that meeting your lusus would be a headache?" asked Kanaya. Karkat didn't smile, he was too busy tending to her and making her feel comfortable.
"Don't move around so much," he said, scowling over at Crabdad's direction again. "He's making you an Apology Pizza."
"He's making a what?"
"Whenever he and I argue a lot, he would make Apology Pizza to help make things better. So he's making one for you now."
"Oh. That's… cool."
Kanaya smiled at the memory. That bruise didn't go away for quite some time. "Would you like some help in making breakfast?"
Crabdad nodded and shoved a pack of bacon over to her, instructing her to start frying it. He brought his claws close together, and then pulled them apart in an arc motion.
"Lots of bacon?" asked Kanaya. Crabdad nodded again.
"Okay Vantas Senior, you got it."
Karkat awoke and stood up from the couch, cracking his back and sighing at how good it felt, before yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"Do I smell bacon?" he asked to no one in particular. Kanaya called him from the kitchen.
"Yes you do," she said. "It is almost done!"
"SKREEE!"
Kanaya was helping with breakfast? That was awfully nice of her, he thought. But then again, Kanaya was awfully nice most of the time - something he really appreciated. He was about to get up when a chime came from his laptop. A message from one of his friends.
AG: Heeeeeeeey Karkat. Rise and shine!
Oh hell no. It was too early for this shit. He closed his laptop and turned on the TV, not wanting to deal with THAT friend right now, lest he get a headache - and not the apple-to-the-forehead kind of headache.
Some time later, Kanaya walked into the living room and sat next to Karkat. "The pancakes are almost done," she said.
"You were making breakfast with Crabdad?" he asked, although he already knew the answer. "Sorry if he was a pain in the ass."
"Not at all!" she said. "It was quite fun, honestly. He's a great lusus. He had quite a few stories from when you were a wriggler." Kanaya smirked, and Karkat's heart sank into his stomach.
"What… what kind of stories?" asked Karkat, looking nervously to Kanaya. She laughed.
"Nothing seriously embarrassing, don't worry! Just some tidbits here and there." Suddenly Kanaya looked down at Karkat's shirt, and frowned, putting her hand to her cheek in thought.
"Oh, you weren't wearing your sleepy crab pajamas this time?" she asked, unable to hold back her grin. Karkat's eyes widened.
"HE TOLD YOU ABOUT MY CRAB PAJAMAS?" he yelled. "CRABDAD YOU FUCKING FUCK!" Kanaya was laughing now, matching the deep laughter coming from the kitchen. Karkat's cheeks turned red and he crossed his arms, looking away with a huff. "I want you out of here after breakfast so I can get a giant fucking box and ship Crabdad first class all the way across the fucking planet."
"Hey come on, I was only teasing," assured Kanaya. She put her hand on his lap, getting his attention, and she smiled. "I just wanted to see you blush. It makes you look even more adorable than you usually are."
That only served to make him blush more, and he smiled softly back at her. "Shut up…"
They shared this nice and quiet moment for a short while. Just Kanaya's hand on Karkat's lap as they shared in their mutual gaze. A loud screech is what interrupted them. "Oh," said Kanaya. "Breakfast is ready."
Karkat and Kanaya made their way to the kitchen and sat at the table, while Crabdad laid out all of the delicious-looking and mouthwatering food onto it. Blueberry pancakes and strawberries, chocolate pancakes and bacon, as well as scrambled eggs and hash browns, all for Karkat and Kanaya to share. Their mouths watered at the sight of all the delicious food.
"I can't believe you helped make all of this!" said Karkat with surprise. "You never told me you could-"
"SKREEEEEEEEEEE!" yelled Crabdad.
"I AM NOT DOUBTING YOUR CULINARY PROWESS, YOU INSIPID NOOKLICKING SHITASS," yelled Karkat. "You always make the best fucking food ever, shut up." Crabdad smiled and crossed his arms, holding a spatula with one claw, nodding. Karkat looked back at Kanaya.
"I didn't know you could cook," he said. Kanaya smiled and nodded.
"Oh come now, do you think fashion is my only strong subject?"
"Fashion and being fucking awesome," said Karkat. "Let's add cooking to that list."
"Oh, you flatter me," she said, grabbing her utensils. "Now hush, and dig in."