Slick showed up at the tenement, and the first thing he did was pull a knife on Gamzee. Gamzee had already eaten more sopor, so he wasn't as violent, but Karkat restrained Slick nonetheless. "You stupid piece of shit! He was my kill!"
"Slick, cut it out!" Karkat shouted.
"Don't even get me started on you, brat!" Slick screamed. "Was this fucking worth it?"
"Fucking sure! You can kill the mayor for murdering my Dad if you want!" Slick stopped and glared at him with his one good eye.
"The hell did you find out?"
"Enough. Keep on the watch for the Protectors of Alternia."
"Droog did some research on that. Boxcars managed to catch one of them. We found out they're trying to take over the world. What about you?"
"Pretty much the same as you." Slick nodded. Karkat waved good bye to Gamzee, and the two left before Gamzee could hug them both. He drove Karkat home silently. Karkat had stayed the night at Gamzee's house. Gamzee and Kurloz both got rid of all the evidence that they killed Lord English. They were used to the criminal life, apparently. Nobody was going to rat them out for the obvious reasons. The police showed up, took the body, took some pictures, and after Kurloz slipped them some cash, they left.
Ms. Paint held onto Karkat for a full five minutes when he got home. Spades had to pry her off and then let her latch onto him for double the time. He was only saying he hated it. Otherwise, there was no celebration that he was back. Kankri pulled Karkat up to his room and locked the door. "Are you hurt?" he asked.
"No. I have to show you something." He showed Kankri all of his papers. "Think you could put this on your blog? We need to spread the word."
"I don't have a blog, Karkat."
"Right, because you're definitely not the type to have a Trollumblr and update people on human, troll, and carapace rights."
"Fine. What's it about?"
"The mayor, and the rest of the Protectors of Alternia. I'll ask a few of my friends to do the same."
"Give those to me tonight, I'll type everything out and send a copy to your friends. Which ones were you going to ask?"
"Dave. He's a big enough hipster tool to attract the other douchebag hipster tools. Maybe Rose and Kanaya. If you have any friends who are sort of internet famous and want to help, send it to them."
"Got it."
"I'm going to go to bed now."
"Alright."
Karkat went to leave, then faltered. He looked back at Kankri, reached for the doorknob, then hugged Kankri instead. They didn't say anything. Then he pulled back, looked to the floor, and left so he could finally sleep.