-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
CG: THIS IS YOUR GOD SPEAKING.
CG: IT IS A WRATHFUL GOD WHO DESPISES YOU MORE THAN YOU COULD HAVE POSSIBLY DARED TO FEAR.
CG: I HAVE WATCHED YOUR ENTIRE PATHETIC LIFE UNFOLD.
CG: I HAVE OBSERVED YOU WHILE YOU WOULD QUAKE AND TREMBLE IN PERSONAL PRAYERS OF SHAME.
CG: WHILE YOU PLEADED FORGIVENESS FOR BEING SUCH A WRETCHED DISGUSTING FAILURE ON EVERY CONCEIVABLE LEVEL.
CG: PROSTRATE BEFORE THE STUPID AND FALSE CLOWN GODS YOU HAVE SCRIBBLED ON THE WALLS OF YOUR BLOCK.
CG: BOGUS DEITIES WORSHIPED BY A PRIMITIVE "PARADISE" PLANET.
CG: BUT YOUR PRAYERS WILL NOT BE ANSWERED.
CG: THERE ARE NO MIRACLES IN STORE FOR YOU, HUMAN.
CG: ONLY MY HATE.
CG: IT IS A HATE SO PURE AND HOT IT WOULD CONSUME YOUR SAD UNDERDEVELOPED HUMAN THINK PAN TO EVEN CONTEMPLATE.
CG: IT IS A HATE THAT TO FATHOM MUST BE PUT INTO SONG.
CG: SHRIEKED BY THE TEN THOUSAND ROWDY SHOUT SPHINCTERS PEPPERING THE GRUESOME UNDERBELLY OF THE MOST TRUCULENT GOD THE FURTHEST RING CAN MUSTER.
CG: IT IS A HATE THAT MADE YOU AND WILL SURELY DESTROY YOU.
CG: MY HATE IS THE LIFEBLOOD THAT PULSES THROUGH THE VEINS OF YOUR UNIVERSE.
CG: IT IS MY GIFT TO YOU.
CG: YOU'RE WELCOME FOR THAT.
CG: YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT.
EB: hi karkat!
CG: WHAT
CG: HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME.
EB: oh man.
EB: this is it, isn't it?
EB: i've been looking forward to this!
CG: WHAT IS IT.
CG: ME HATING YOU IS WHAT'S IT.
CG: IF THAT'S WHAT YOU MEAN, YEAH, BINGO.
EB: no, i mean this is the first conversation between us, from your perspective.
EB: right?
CG: YEAH.
CG: ARE YOU SUGGESTING WE'VE SPOKEN BEFORE.
EB: yeah, lots of times!
EB: actually...
EB: i should introduce myself properly.
EB: hi karkat, i am john!
CG: JOHN, WHY WOULD I GIVE A PUNGENT WHIPPING LUMPSQUIRT WHAT YOUR NAME IS.
EB: because we are buddies!
CG: I ADMIT I AM NEW TO HUMAN SOCIAL CONSTRUCTS
CG: BUT I REFUSE TO BELIEVE OUR RELATIONSHIP CAN OR WILL EVER BE DESCRIBED AS "EARTH HUMAN BUDDIES".
EB: yup, we totally are.
EB: we just became earth human buddies in a kind of weird way.
EB: you decide to keep talking to me backwards through my adventure.
EB: and then when you are done with that you come back and talk to me more recently on the timeline for a while.
EB: you talk to my friends a whole bunch too.
EB: you and your alternian troll buddies help me and my earth human buddies hatch a plan!
EB: which we are busy putting into motion right now, as you can see.
CG: THESE ARE LIES.
CG: I KNOW WHEN I AM BEING TROLLED, WHO DO YOU EVEN THINK YOU ARE TALKING TO HERE.
CG: I AM YOUR GOD, REMEMBER.
EB: yeah yeah, i know.
CG: WHY WOULD I TROLL YOU BACKWARDS? THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE.
CG: AND WHY WOULD I HELP YOU AND YOUR IDIOT FRIENDS?
CG: I WOULD JUST BE HELPING YOU BLUNDER DOWN THE PATH THAT ENDS WITH YOU OPENING THE RIFT LIKE A BUNCH OF MORONS.
EB: you mean the scratch?
CG: WHATEVER.
EB: yes! that is the plan.
EB: you yourself said it was the only hope now.
CG: RIDICULOUS.
CG: I DIDN'T WRIGGLE OUT OF A PUDDLE OF SLIME YESTERDAY.
CG: THAT WAS SEVERAL WEEKS AGO, OK?
EB: heheheh.
CG: I DO NOT THINK YOU APPRECIATE THE GRAVITY OF MY ANTIPATHY, JOHN HUMAN.
EB: egbert.
CG: OK, HUMAN EGBERT.
CG: I FUCKING LOATHE YOU, AND I HAVE TUNED INTO YOUR CHANNEL MOMENTS BEFORE THE ERADICATION OF YOUR TIMELINE AND THAT SMUG LOOK ON YOUR FACE, WITH JUST ENOUGH TIME FOR ME TO BASICALLY COMPLETELY FUCKING DESTROY YOU WITH HOSTILE RHETORIC.
CG: THERE IS NO CHANCE I WILL EVER HELP YOU.
CG: YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I HATE YOU OR WHY I HATE YOU.
CG: I WASN'T JOKING WHEN I SAID I WAS YOUR GOD, LIKE THAT WASN'T JUST A LOT OF BRAVADO AND USELESS PISSING AROUND.
CG: I AM LITERALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR EXISTENCE.
CG: WE BEAT THE GAME YOU ARE PLAYING AND CREATED YOUR UNIVERSE.
CG: WE WERE GOING TO ENTER YOUR UNIVERSE AND RULE OVER IT.
CG: LIKE TYRANTS.
CG: IT WAS TO BE OUR PLAYTHING, JOHN.
CG: YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW SWEET IT WAS GOING TO BE.
CG: BUT THEN WE COULDN'T CLAIM OUR PRIZE BECAUSE OF THAT MONSTROSITY YOU SPRUNG ON US.
EB: man...
EB: i knoooow.
EB: none of this is news to me, karkat!
EB: but to be quite honest, it doesn't sound like your intentions were all that great.
EB: wanting to be tyrants and all.
EB: maybe you got what you deserved, you stutid fuckass!
CG: STUTID?
CG: WOW, YOUR SPECIES REALLY IS BRAINDEAD.
EB: eh, it's an in-joke, never mind.
EB: anyway, hey!
EB: i thought this was supposed to be the conversation where you do all that AMAAAAAZING TROLLING!
EB: come on bro, flame me!
EB: i have been really excited about this.
CG: YOU ACTUALLY WANT ME TO TROLL YOU?
CG: I MEAN
CG: DON'T WORRY, I CAN AND I WILL, AND IT WILL BE A GODDAMN BLOODBATH WHEN I GET STARTED.
CG: IT'S JUST KIND OF WEIRD YOU'RE EXCITED ABOUT IT, IS THAT NORMAL FOR YOUR RACE?
EB: um...
EB: i don't know, probably not.
EB: i just think it's kind of funny when you do it.
CG: THAT'S REALLY CONDESCENDING AND IT'S HARD TO CONVEY HOW MUCH MORE I JUST GOT PISSED OFF THAN I ALREADY WAS.
CG: BUT MAYBE IT MAKES SENSE ACTUALLY
CG: THAT YOU WELCOME MY ACRIMONY SO READILY
CG: ON ACCOUNT OF PROBABLY SOME WEIRD GLAND HUMANS HAVE, LIKE A PUNISHMENT THROBBER OR SOME SILLY SOUNDING THING LIKE THAT.
CG: IT MIGHT MEAN THAT I'M RIGHT ABOUT YOU.
EB: right about what?
CG: I MEAN THAT IT SEEMS LIKE WE ARE CONNECTED IN SOME WAY, DON'T YOU THINK JOHN.
CG: SORT OF COSMICALLY.
CG: LIKE OUR HATE FOR EACH OTHER IS SO STRONG IT MUST HAVE BEEN WRITTEN IN THE STARS.
CG: YOU KNOW, THE ONES I FUCKING MADE FOR YOU.
EB: ha ha, i don't hate you!
CG: HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY CLAIM TO HAVE TALKED TO ME A LOT ALREADY AND NOT HATE ME, SEE IT DOESN'T ADD UP.
EB: wait...
EB: are you saying that we are kisme-whatevers?
CG: WHAT, NO.
CG: WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR, THAT WOULD BE SUCH A BRAZEN SOLICITATION.
CG: IT'S INSULTING.
CG: I MEAN
CG: OK I'M NOT SAYING I'M RULING OUT THE IDEA OR ANYTHING.
CG: LIKE IF LATER OVER TIME YOU STARTED REALLY HATING ME MORE
CG: LIKE REALLY GOT TO KNOW ME AND FOUND OUT ABOUT HOW MUCH THERE WAS TO HATE
EB: er...
CG: BUT... IN THE PAST I GUESS? I'M JUST SAYING WHO KNOWS WHAT COULD HAPPEN.
CG: OR HAS ALREADY HAPPENED.
EB: uh.
CG: FUCK WHAT AM I BABBLING ABOUT.
CG: THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS, WE JUST MET FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
CG: AND IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE EVER GOING TO MEET IN PERSON, SO IT'S ALL A MOOT POINT.
CG: SO FORGET I SAID ANYTHING.
CG: GOD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.
EB: well...
EB: i just didn't really have any idea that you had any sort of feelings like that, so i am kind of caught off guard.
CG: WHAT FEELINGS, THERE ARE NO FEELINGS, END OF DISCUSSION.
EB: hey, i don't have a problem with your weird sort of alien hate-love thing!
EB: it is just that, uh...
CG: WHAT
EB: i am not a homosexual.
CG: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?
EB: it is like, when a boy likes another boy.
EB: or i guess hates, in this case.
CG: HUMANS HAVE A WORD FOR THAT?
EB: yes.
CG: HOW IS THAT EVEN A THING?
EB: shrug. it just is.
CG: HUMAN ROMANCE SURE IS WEIRD.
EB: i am just as confused by your troll shenanigans.
EB: so many shenanigans!
EB: anyway, i kind of got the impression that you and terezi were a thing.
CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN A THING.
EB: like, i dunno.
EB: going on weird fight dates and beating the crap out of each other, and being in hate-love or love-hate.
EB: isn't that how it works?
CG: YOU ARE SUCH AN IGNORAMUS I COULD SHIT MILES OF RAGE SNAKE TO CHOKE YOU TO DEATH.
EB: ew.
CG: WHO HAVE YOU BEEN TALKING TO, WHAT HAVE YOU HEARD ABOUT THAT.
EB: um, i talked to you...
EB: and her...
EB: and some others. i don't know! like i said it's just a sense i got.
EB: sorry!
CG: OK FIRST OF ALL, IF THERE WERE A "THING" WITH HER, AND THAT'S A HUGE IF
CG: IT WOULD BE A TOTALLY DIFFERENT QUADRANT THAN WHAT WE WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT.
EB: oh god, the quadrants...
CG: SECOND, WHETHER SHE AND I HAVE A THING OR DON'T HAVE A THING, OR TOOK A ROMANTIC HOT AIR BALLOON RIDE SUSPENDED IN A GODDAMN FILIAL PAIL TOGETHER
CG: IT'S DEFINITELY NONE OF YOUR FUCKING EARTH BUSINESS, EGBERT HUMAN JOHN.
CG: GOT IT????????
EB: ok, sheesh!
EB: karkat, i am going to be honest...
EB: this first conversation is not going how i thought it would at all!
EB: it is really kind of...
EB: awkward.
CG: YEAH
CG: WOW, IT IS
EB: yeah...
CG: HUH.
EB: well...
EB: um...
CG: OK, LOOK.
CG: LET'S JUST AGREE TO NEVER BRING IT UP AGAIN.
CG: THE STUFF I WAS BABBLING ABOUT EARLIER.
EB: yeah, well we never really talked about it in the past, so i guess we do agree to that.
CG: BUT IF I TALK TO YOU AGAIN
CG: IN YOUR FUTURE, LIMITED THOUGH IT IS
CG: YOU'LL REMEMBER MY EMBARRASSING SHIT
CG: SO I GUESS
CG: I'LL HAVE TO TROLL YOU BACKWARDS?
EB: told you bro!!!!!!!
EB: hahahaha.
CG: YOU REALLY ARE A SMUG NOOK WHIFFER, JOHN EGBERT.
CG: I THINK WE NEED TO GET BACK ON POINT HERE.
CG: WHICH IS ADDRESSING THE MATTER OF WHAT INCOMPREHENSIBLY PUTRID GARBAGE YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE AND HOW MUCH I HATE YOU.
EB: you mean platonic hate?
CG: SHUT THE FUCK UP, WE AREN'T TALKING ABOUT THAT, REMEMBER.
EB: oh yeah.
CG: SO YOU WANTED TO GET TROLLED, WELL YOU GOT IT.
CG: PREPARE TO GET YOUR PUNY HUMAN BULGE FLAMED INTO NUCLEAR HATEBLIVION.
CG: WELCOME TO THE TROLLOCAUST. THE PAINSTAKING GENOCIDE OF YOUR FRAGILE SELF ESTEEM WILL BE MY SWAN SONG.
EB: oh boy, this sounds great.
EB: but...
EB: we're out of time!
EB: i have to go put this plan into motion.
CG: OH I SEE, TAKING THE COWARD'S WAY OUT.
CG: SCAMPERING OFF TO GET ANNIHILATED BY A DEADLY RIFT, HOW CONVENIENT.
CG: WELL FINE, SAYONARA YOU WORTHLESS CROTCHSTAINED BARFPUPPET.
CG: I WILL BID YOU ONE FIRST AND FINAL FUCK YOU.
CG: FUCK YOU, JOHN EGBERT.
CG: FUCK YOU AND FUCK THE JOKE BOOK YOU RODE IN ON.
CG: FUCK.
CG: FUCKING.
CG: YOU.
EB: :D
EB: see you soon!
CG: WAIT
CG: WHAT
-- ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] --
The game was over. It was won. The glow emitting from Karkat's husktop lightly painted his flushed face with a color that shown almost like a tint of sky blue. At least the sky blue Karkat had grown used to in this new universe that he, his old friends, and his new friends had created. John was one of those friends and he had actually managed to grow into Karkat's best friend. It was hard to believe how far they had come. There was something different about him. Sometimes it concerned Karkat. He thought the same thing about Terezi when he first met her and look how things ended up between them. They ended up in a red relationship and nearly ended in a black one. Karkat and John would have practically started in a black relationship if it weren't for John's 'no homo' gimmick. Simply re-reading this old conversation between himself and John made him cringe a bit. Gog, just how stupid was his past self? As if it were John's fault to begin with. And did he really think he would be able to reign like a tyrant on Earth?
Whatever. It didn't matter now. Still. The thought that this conversation even happened to begin with made Karkat's thinkpan hurt. He placed his hands upon his head and let out a soft growl. So stupid. It made him want to contact his past self and ask him what the fuck he was thinking but he had already done that plenty of times before. Besides, in their new universe there was only one timeline. This gave Karkat mixed emotions. It was somewhat of a relief as he only had to deal with one him and... well, one everybody else. The thing that made him nervous was the fact that if shit hit the thresher then there wasn't any redeeming themselves. In any case, they would presumably be fine considering Lord English was out of the way.
Karkat's thoughts were interrupted as the door behind him flung open and crashed into the wall beside it. "KARKAT!"
"GAH!" The raspy voice which practically screeched his name made him jump. His head made contact with the lamp above his computer which was luckily turned off. Otherwise, he would have not only got a bump on his head but also, quite possibly, a burn. Karkat groaned and placed a hand on his forehead which was slowly swelling. He turned around in his chair. "Terezi, what the fuck?...! Did you NOT see the sign on the door which read, 'DO NOT DISTURB'? Er- smelled the sign, I guess, in your case."
"Wow. You know what, Karkles, that really hurt."
Karkat let out a deep sigh. "Sorry."
A hardy chuckle emitted from the teal-blooded troll. "I was just joking with you. You know, the good ol' human 'sarcasm.'"
"Right." Karkat paused for a moment as if to regroup. "Anyway, so..." He looked Terezi up and down before asking why she was in his hive to begin with. "... exactly what the fuck are you wearing?"
"Oh, this?" Terezi looked down at her costume as if she could actually see it. She wore a long, black gown with a white undershirt and red tie beneath it. On top of her head was a curly powdered wig. She giggled lightly and proceeded, "Why, this is none other than my court dress. Otherwise known as a judge's robe. And this..." She pointed to her head. "... is my barrister."
Karkat's eyes focused on the wig resting upon her head. "It looks like a stingbug's nest."
"Karkat, it's very inappropriate to be making fun of a judge's attire."
"Why the fuck do we need a judge anyway? It's not like any of us in this God awful universe are going to go around suddenly picking fights."
"Need I remind you that if we weren't in this 'God awful universe' we'd be dead."
"Pst." Karkat crossed his arms. "I didn't mean it that way. I meant it in a way that I can never get any fucking privacy around here. There's always someone crashing in to bug me or pestering me through Trollian to 'come outside and enjoy the fresh air'! Then there's assholes like Dave who simply annoy me for the sake of annoying me."
"Hmph." Terezi crossed her arms and turned away as if this comment upset her. "So I guess I'm annoying you too then, aren't I?"
"As a matter of fact, yes, you are."
"Ugh. You're always the same. I thought maybe you would change after the game but apparently not. All I wanted to do was to come here and tell you something I was excited about."
"Fine. What is it?"
"Well, I'm not going to tell you now."
"What?...! Why the fuck not?...!" Terezi became silent and scrunched up her nose. "Terezi..." No response. "Terezi." No response. "Terezi...!" No response. "Ugh...! Fine. Whatever, see if I care." Karkat turned back around in his chair so he was facing his computer.
"Fine, I'll tell you." Terezi's usual smile returned to her face. "But it's only because I would most likely burst if I didn't. Okay... are you ready?"
"Go for it."
"Me and John are dating now...!" Karkat's eyes widened. For some reason these words seemed to hit him like a brick. He closed the old conversation he had been reading prior to Terezi's appearance and shut off his husktop. Within a few moments, the main source of light in the room disappeared leaving it up to the sunlight to leave an eerie glow seeping through the windows. Karkat sat back in his chair. "Karkat?"
"That's great, Terezi."
"You don't act like it's great. Come on, don't tell me you still have feelings for me. Is that why you're upset?"
"No, of course not. That would be fucking stupid considering how long it's been since we broke up." For once, he didn't feel like he was lying to himself about saying he was over Terezi. But if that wasn't what was upsetting him... then what was? "Seriously, I'm happy for you." Karkat forced himself to smile ever so slightly in attempts to convince her he wasn't lying. She may not have been able to see his smile but she always had her other senses in which she relied on.
"Well, okay. If you say so. Anyway, I just thought I would let you know. Oh! And one more tiny thing. I just have a little bit of a request." Terezi let out a nervous giggle.
"What is it?"
"Could you possibly tell Dave for me? I would tell him myself but, you know, things are just so awkward between us and... yeah."
"And you think things are less awkward between Dave and I?" Karkat cleared his throat, "Uh, yeah, sure. I can tell him... I guess."
"Thanks so much, Karkles! I owe you one." Terezi gave him a wink and chuckled. "I'll see you later!" She waved and began to exit, only to stop dead in her tracks and turn back around to have one final say. "Oh! Just a side note, the others are right. You should get out more. You know, explore. There's so much to see..." She giggled somewhat devilishly. "... and taste!" With those final, few words she exited Karkat's hive.
Karkat let out a growl and mumbled to himself, "I've already seen enough." With a small sigh, he turned his computer back on. He glanced around the room as if to double check that no one else was there with him. After reassuring himself that he was all alone, he entered his password and logged on to Trollian.
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG] --
CG: HEY SHITSTAIN
TG: woah look what the cat dragged in
TG: never imagined id be getting a message from karkat
CG: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?
CG: YOU KNOW WHAT NEVER MIND FORGET I ASKED
CG: IM ASSUMING ITS JUST MORE OF YOUR DUMBASS HUMAN SLANG.
CG: ANYWAY LOOK I DIDNT WANT TO MESSAGE YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE BUT TEREZI WANTED ME TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.
TG: alright im all ears
CG: ITS REALLY SIMPLE.
CG: SO FUCKING SIMPLE THAT I *HOPE* SOMEONE WITH EVEN YOUR BRAIN CAPACITY WILL UNDERSTAND.
CG: ALL IT IS IS THAT SHE IS DATING JOHN NOW.
TG: aw shit that sucks
CG: WAIT WHAT
TG: i mean, you and john are pretty good friends
TG: i hate to see that all go down the drain because of one of your temper tantrums
CG: WOAH WOAH HANG ON YOUVE GOT THE WRONG IDEA
CG: I DONT HAVE THOSE TYPES OF FEELINGS TOWARD TEREZI ANYMORE.
TG: sure you dont
CG: NO REALLY.
CG: I AM ACTUALLY GENUINELY FUCKING HAPPY FOR HER
CG: AND JOHN.
CG: I GUESS.
TG: you guess
TG: huh
TG: oh i see whats going on
CG: SEE WHATS GOING ON?
CG: THERE IS NOTHING TO SEE I AM LITERALLY JUST RELAYING A MESSAGE FROM TEREZI TO YOU.
TG: so if you dont have a thing for terezi then you must have a thing for john now
TG: should have seen this coming
TG: you two have been hate snoggin since the day you met some red rom shit was bound to happen
CG: YOU ARROGANT PIECE OF SHIT.
CG: COULD YOU DO ME A FAVOR?
CG: IF YOU FEEL THE NEED TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE THAT IS SMUG JUST SHOVE A FUCKING THROB STALK IN IT.
TG: well youre not denying it
CG: NO.
CG: NO NO NO TO THE FUCKING NO.
CG: I HAVE NO RED FEELINGS AND I NEVER WILL HAVE RED FEELINGS FOR JOHN.
TG: hm
TG: sorry karkat im just not buying it
TG: maybe if you prove to me you dont have red feelings for john then ill let it go
CG: HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO PROVE IT TO YOU.
TG: figure it out
-- turntechGodtech [TG] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] --
Karkat let out a low growl in frustration and reopened a new chat.
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG] --
CG: DAVE STRIDER I SWEAR TO MOTHER FUCKING GOD IF YOU DO NOT ANSWER MY QUESTION
TG: meet me at the park
TG: ill tell you how you can prove it to me there
CG: YOURE NOT GOING TO BRING THAT GUY COVERED IN LOAD GAPER PAPER ARE YOU.
TG: gaper paper huh
TG: whatever you mean the mayor
CG: SURE IF THATS WHAT YOU CALL IT.
TG: nah
TG: believe it or not the mayors got his own little friends
TG: they look pretty similar to him too
TG: so i dont have to bring him around with me anymore
TG: huh
TG: i wonder if this is how parents feel when they send their kid out to school for the first time
TG: pack your shit junior and make some friends
TG: then the kids says but dad ill be home at three
TG: and the dads like dont forget your gummy vitamins junior
TG: i put them in a bag so you dont have to worry about getting the jar open
TG: but dad
TG: no son just go
TG: be free
TG: live your dreams
TG: and visit your fucking father once in a while
CG: UGH.
CG: ILL BE THERE IN A LITTLE BIT.
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling turntechGodhead [TG] --
Karkat took a deep breath and sat back in his chair. With a push of the power button, the monitor on his husktop faded into black within a few seconds. He hoisted himself up and walked over to his front door. As he pulled it open, the sun glared at him sending a piercing beam of light directly into his eyes. Karkat squinted and pulled his arm above his eyes to shield them. He still wasn't completely used to the whole 'sunlight' concept. Back on Alternia, he couldn't even go out in the daytime.
"Karkat...! Oh, how wonderful. You have finally come out of your hive for once. You know it's very important for you to come outside a little more often. It's a proven fact that nature can help you relax and it encourages a healthy and positive mindset. Not to say that you don't already have a healthy mindset but..."
"Kankri? What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Uh, #triggerwarning. We've talked about this, Karkat, you need to watch your language." Kankri cleared his throat. "I am simply here because I heard the young Pyrope is now in a relationship with... uh, John, is it?"
"Were you eaves dropping?...!"
"What? No, of course not. Why, Latula told me. You are not upset about that are you?"
"A little bit, actually." Karkat began walking. He wasn't about to let Kankri slow him down or stop him all together.
"I apologize, Karkat..." Kankri began walking along side him. "... but you need to realize that you do not need quadrants anyway. In fact, you'll find that you can live quite the happy life without them. I certainly have. I remember when I first made the bold claim to become celibate. Yes, I was teased a bit but it was nothing too major. Although..."
"What the fuck are you talking about? I didn't mean that I was upset over Terezi getting together with John. I was talking about Latula telling you. And anyhow, really. You're celibate? Pfft. How do you explain Cronus, then?"
A light shade of red flushed across Kankri's cheeks. He crossed his arms and looked away, practically standing in a position that looked as though he was about to start ranting. "Cronus is simply my... b-boyfriend." It was obvious he felt a bit awkward saying such a thing. "To have a boyfriend does not mean to be sexually active with such person. That is simply what celibacy is - avoiding a sexual relationship. When you are in a quadrant it means you are personally saying that you would not mind having sex with your partner. Besides, Cronus is perfectly fine with this. In fact, he was the one that came up with it, what with him being 'human-kin.'"
"'Human-kin'? Ha...! Sounds like some sorry excuse for a desperate asshole to 'hook' up with you." Karkat chuckled lightly at his own joke. "No pun intended."
"Karkat! That is extremely rude. In fact, I'm almost triggered. Human-kin is a completely real yet rare thing. It's almost like the human 'transgender.' A troll feels as though they were born in the wrong body and they want to make a change to that. Therefore they use makeup to change their appearance and use human language and tendencies. For example, instead of saying hive, Cronus would say house or home. Or perhaps you are referring yourself to a moirail in which case Cronus would say that your moirail is instead your best friend. In fact, Cronus has completely eliminated quadrants all together. Now he simply has me, as his boyfriend, and he is willing to open his life to friends or even best friends if he can find those who support him. You'd be surprised on how much I've learned from him and how much effort he is actually putting into this. In addition to all of that, I think we may even be able to take it a step further in this new universe. I never realized how much more civilized humans were and how much they have developed. They can actually undergo surgery with the reassurance that they will wake up. Plus, nowadays they hardly even feel anything as the doctor puts them to sleep for a little while and puts them on pain medication. Now, I haven't done complete research on the medication they use yet, but it sounds fantastic compared to what surgery would be like on Beforus or Alternia."
Karkat slouched over and crossed his arms. He had folded his ears back in attempts to block Kankri out, only to ultimately fail. Suddenly, an idea sprouted to his mind as Kankri continued on with his speech. Karkat looked around and pointed to their left. "Hey look, isn't that Cronus over there?"
"Is it?" Kankri turned to look and before he could say another word, Karkat darted off. This would be his only chance. "I dont see him over..." Kankri's eyes traced back to where Karkat once was. He stopped and looked up, seeing Karkat growing farther and farther away. "... there." He let out a quiet sigh and shook his head.
Meanwhile, Karkat felt he was at a safe distance and returned to his normal walking pace. At least that little run made up for some lost time. Karkat sighed. Kankri's words jumbled up in his head giving him a minor headache. He already had enough on his mind like what was really bugging him about Terezi and John getting together. Maybe Dave actually was right. Could he actually have red feelings for that dimwit? Well, either way whether he did or not it didn't matter. He knew all too well that John wouldn't return those feelings.
It wasn't long before Karkat found himself entering the town park. It was relatively large but he knew where Dave would be. There was a specific tree that he, Dave, and Jade normally had picnics under. The tree didn't really have any significance, but it was one of the larger ones and it had a rock next to it which made for a perfect seat. It wasn't a surprise that Dave was exactly where Karkat expected him to be. He seemed to be leaning against the tree, looking down at his phone. His fingers moved as if he were texting someone or writing down a note. Karkat cupped his hands around his mouth as he was walking up and called out, "Strider!"
Dave looked up in the direction of the call. The sun glistened over his shades and he took a step forward as Karkat came closer to him. "Hey you're finally here. It's about time."
"Yeah, sorry. I got caught up with..." Dave practically silenced Karkat as he wrapped his arms around him. Karkat stood motionless, unsure how to feel. "... w-with something." He shook his head in attempts to regroup. "Hang on." He quickly broke the embrace and pushed Dave away. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?...!"
Dave took a moment to think about his next moves carefully. He had to plan it out, otherwise it could end up bad for him. "Oh, right. My mistake." With swift movements, Dave grabbed Karkat's wrists, turned him around, and backed him against the tree. "You like it rough, don't you?"
"What the fuck?! Get your fucking hands off of me!" Karkat turned his head and whipped around trying to loosen Dave's grip.
"Calm down. I thought you wanted to prove something to me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come here in the first place, right?"
Karkat growled and turned his head so they were meeting eye to eye. "What game do you think I'm fucking playing here?"
"This is a game? Huh. I couldn't tell."
"Get off of me!"
"Kiss me."
"What?...!"
"You heard me. That's how you can prove it to me."
"No! This is fucking ridiculous!" Karkat squirmed around. "I swear to God once you let me go you are fucking dead!"
"Fine. Guess I won't let you go then."
Karkat stopped. Their faces were just an inch away from each other. His face was red and hot with fury and he was about to go off on Dave, but as he opened his mouth to speak Dave met him in the middle. Their lips touched and Dave pushed against Karkat, savoring each moment he got. Who knew if this would be the last time he would get or simply the first. Dave pulled away leaving Karkat gasping for air. "What... what the fuck is wrong with you?!" Karkat didn't stop there. The words of hatred seemed to flow out of his mouth like a never-ending waterfall.
Dave spoke quietly to himself, "Guess I kissed in the wrong spot." He slowly leaned forward. His lips met Karkat's neck and the troll suddenly melted like putty in his hands.
Karkat's words became a jumbling mess. He bit his bottom lip to stop himself from sounding like a complete fool. Dave didn't cease seeing as this had finally calmed him down enough that his anger seemed to wash away. He was now distracted with other feelings. "F-Fuck..." Letting out a single word was proven difficult for Karkat. His breathing slowed and he crossed his legs trying to relief himself of the tingling feeling between them.
Dave planted a final kiss that could hardly be felt and moved his head back quietly. His voice was soft and surprisingly delicate, "Are you okay?"
Karkat scoffed shakily, "N-Now you ask." Dave gently released Karkat's arms. The troll took a moment to replay everything that just happened in his head. He took a deep breath and shoved Dave heftily without warning, knocking him to the ground. It was a blessing that Dave didn't hit his head on the large rock beside them, but his glasses were knocked off which could be considered just as bad for him. "Don't you ever fucking do that again...!" Dave closed his eyes tightly and shielded them. With his available hand, he made a lousy attempt at searching the ground around him. Karkat scrunched up his nose and stared down at him for a moment. He examined where Dave's glasses were and decided this could just be the perfect time to get a little revenge. Karkat kneeled down and comfortably took a seat on the bottom of Dave's stomach.
Dave's hand paused it's search, "Karkat." His voice had become cold. Karkat allowed a light smirk to form across his face. "Give me my fucking shades. You know where they are."
Karkat grabbed Dave's left arm which was shielding his eyes and attempted pulling it away. "Why don't you show me your eyes, then?" Dave's force pulled against Karkat's but altogether Karkat won and pasted Dave's arm against the ground. Dave quickly made a recovery and covered his eyes with his right arm instead. It wasn't long before Karkat had done the same thing to Dave's right arm as he did to his left. The troll's smirk grew a little wider as he now had both Dave's arms pinned to the ground.
"Karkat, I swear to fucking God. Give me my shades."
"I don't have them."
"Then get them."
"Hm... I don't feel like it."
"Karkat..."
"Hm?"
Dave's eyes flashed open. "I said get my shades."
"Woah..." Karkat quickly released Dave's arms. It was as if a surge of emotion shot through Karkat. His eyes... they were practically mesmerizing. Why would he want to hide them? "His eyes are... red?" Karkat slowly stood up. Dave didn't take his eyes off of Karkat and Karkat didn't take his eyes off of Dave. No matter how hard he tried, he could hardly pull himself to look away. He made his way around Dave and grabbed the abandoned sunglasses that were lying on the ground. He took a final glimpse at his eyes and handed the shades back.
Dave huffed and looked away, putting the shades on as if nothing happened. He tried to regain his cool and push himself up to his feet. He dusted himself off and stood silently for a moment. With one final glance at Karkat, he turned and began walking away. "I'll see you later, Karkat."
"Wait...!" Karkat reached out his hand but Dave didn't stop. It was hard to tell whether Dave was upset, embarrassed, angry, or all three. Karkat always found it hard to tell what he was really thinking. He hid his emotions so well. Plus, it didn't help that everything happened so quickly. With a deep breath, Karkat watched Dave disappear into the distance. He turned around only to be stopped by one of the citizens of the town. It was one of the dark citizens who was only reaching up to Karkat's waist in height. He pointed toward the direction Dave traveled and Karkat followed his finger. "What?" Karkat looked back at the him. The citizen swatted his hands in Dave's direction. "You think I should go after him?" The citizen nodded. "Pst. Fuck that." Karkat walked around the little figure and started on his way. The citizen jumped in surprise and waved his hands trying to regain Karkat's attention. He soon realized that Karkat wasn't going to turn around. It must be hard not being able to speak.
"Pst. It's not like it's my fault he fucking... fucking jumped me," Karkat mumbled aimlessly. He sat beneath a tree on the far side of the park, shifting his position in discomfort. That tingling feeling. It wasn't going away and he hated it. He didn't get this feeling often but when he did, it wasn't easy to get rid of. It would have been so much nicer if this happened somewhere relatively close to Karkat's hive. Then he wouldn't have to worry about such a long walk or running into people he didn't care for.
"Hm. Don't see you around that often." Speak of the devil. Karkat pulled his sweater down, stretching it in attempts to hide his lower half. He looked up at the speaker. "Hello, Kar. Decided to come outside for once?"
Karkat huffed and looked away. "What the fuck do you want, Eridan?"
"I simply wwanted to say hello, is all." Eridan took a seat next to Karkat. He wasn't wearing his usual cape, but then again, Karkat couldn't really blame him considering the weather and how hot it was. "A guy can't do that?"
"As a matter of fact, no." Karkat scooted a couple inches away from the violet blood.
"Hmph." Eridan sat a bit awkwardly without much to say. "So..." He looked over and examined Karkat from a distance. "... you know, your face seems rather... red."
"W-What?...!" Karkat quickly looked away and covered his face, leaving his sweater to do what it pleased. He let out a low growl. "Can you just... just go the fuck away please?"
Eridan sighed and laid his head back against the tree. "Jeez, Kar... you'vve alwways gotta be so cold."
Karkat scoffed, "Fine." He stood to his feet and began walking. He seemed to be having trouble walking in a straight line as he was trying to hold his legs together at the same time.
"Wwait, Kar...!" Eridan stood. "Look, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anythin'. I just thought I should..." Eridan paused as he noticed Karkat wasn't going to stop. He let out a soft sigh and put his head down. "I'm sorry. I just thought maybe wwe could be friends noww... since the game is ovver and evveryone is safe."
"Hmph. This is exactly what I was telling Terezi. I can never get any peace and quiet." Amid Karkat's complaining, his phone vibrated in his pocket. This seemed to startle him a bit. "Huh?"
-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] --
TG: hey
TG: look
TG: i just wanted to say im sorry
TG: that was a pretty stupid thing to do even for me
TG: so uh
TG: yeah
CG: IM SORRY TOO.
TG: sorry for what
CG: FOR PUSHING YOU AND SHIT.
CG: GOD WHY DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE THIS SO FUCKING AWKWARD?
TG: i dont know maybe because i feel awkward
TG: i just dont really know what to say
CG: HEY SO UH
CG: IVE GOT A QUESTION.
TG: hit me with it
CG: ARE YOUR EYES REALLY RED?
CG: OR WERE THOSE JUST LIKE
CG: CONTACTS OR SOME SHIT TO MAKE YOU LOOK COOL.
TG: do you really think id be hiding my eyes if they were contacts
TG: hell
TG: id be showing those babies off if they made me look cool
CG: WELL WHY DO YOU COVER YOUR EYES IN THE FIRST PLACE THEN?
TG: why do you think
TG: its not normal
TG: i mean
TG: what other humans do you know that have red eyes
TG: john has blue eyes
TG: jade has green eyes
TG: rose has
TG: well purple eyes which are close to blue
CG: WHAT ABOUT YOUR DANCESTORS?
TG: well i mean
TG: my bro has orange eyes and roxy has pink eyes but thats still more normal than red eyes
TG: reds always been kind of considered an evil color among humans you know
TG: like bright red
TG: not burgundy or any shit like that
TG: i dont know its just stupid
CG: SO WHAT YOURE SAYING IS THAT YOURE INSECURE.
TG: ugh
TG: dont put it like that
TG: it sounds so shitty
TG: like i want people to feel bad for me or some shit
TG: karkat
TG: hey are you still there
TG: karkat
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling turntechGodhead [TG] --
It was too much to handle. Dave was practically going through the same dilemma Karkat was. Sure, Dave's problem was his eyes and Karkat's was his blood, but in a way, it was the same problem. They were both insecure. People had always questioned Karkat's blood color and people had always questioned Dave's eye color. They have both tried to hide it for so long and the only time they failed to do so was when they got too close to someone. Karkat felt bad suddenly abandoning the conversation but he just didn't know what to say. He ultimately assumed that Dave had given up on trying to get his attention as he didn't see any new conversations from 'turntechGodhead' come up. Karkat looked up from his phone and turned it off. He saw his hive not too far in the distance. Perhaps it wasn't as lengthy of a walk as Karkat made it out to be. Or perhaps the thought of getting away from Eridan made him walk twice as fast. Or maybe he was just too distracted by his conversation with Dave to check the time. In any case, hive sweet hive. As he made his way to the door, he walked inside and made sure to lock it. That way no one could come bursting in.
Karkat took a deep breath and walked over to his bed. He had gotten rid of his old recuperacoon and swapped it out. Let's just say he did this in hopes that it would give Gamzee some extra sopor slime. He didn't care how much Gamzee said he already had, he just wanted to make sure that that maniac was kept stable. Karkat found himself flopping down onto the bed as if he were winded. "Finally." With a few steady breaths, Karkat pulled himself up to look down at his lower half. By this point in time he had a bulge which he hoped no one saw on his way home. It glided along the inside of his tight pants practically begging to be let free. Karkat bit his bottom lip and carefully unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. His member shot up, finding a way to sneak past the elastic which was keeping his trousers in place. Karkat examined it for a moment as if waiting for it to do something. The only movement that could be seen was the occasional throb which was even visible to the naked eye. Karkat pulled his pants down the rest of the way and kicked them off his feet. Gently, he pulled his trousers down so he could gain full access to his private area. He was finally alone, and he wanted it to stay that way.
Karkat lifted his hand in a light manner and brought it closer to his shaft. As a single finger made contact, a small portion of red fluid sprouted from the head. "Ngh..." With a bit of hesitation, Karkat placed the hand on his bone. "A-Ah...!" Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Slow and steady. This wasn't his first time doing this, after all, it had just been a while. Karkat closed his eyes and steadied his breathing once more. With gentle movements, his hand glided down to meet the roots. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Just need to take deep breaths, that's all. Karkat slowly brought his hand up to the tip and back down again. "Hah ah...~" His tentacle made a sudden jolt and then returned to it's former place. Karkat developed a rhythm and progressively took it at a faster pace. "Ah, ah... f-fuck... ngh..." Karkat's other hand seemed to be growing jealous, getting a sense of pins and needles from the position it had been in for all too long. Karkat released this hand and allowed himself to carefully lay back. His hand took this opportunity and made it's way below the bulge. His cherry needed a little pleasure as well, did it not?
Using his index and middle finger, Karkat made contact and slowly began rubbing. "Ah ha ha...! Fuck...!" It would be a bit of a lie to say that he had only done this once or twice before. If he were being totally honest, he used to do this quite a lot before the game. Ah, back when he was going through troll puberty. He remembered when he had grown such a resistance to the touching that it would take ages before he would actually have an orgasm. Now, since it had been so long, he could barely handle a few strokes without squirting. But that's normal, right? He wasn't about to go on asking anyone but it was simply a proven fact that trolls produce more bodily fluids than the majority of other organisms, humans included.
Karkat was coming to his breaking point. He could feel it coming on with every thrust. Every rub. "Karkat?" There was a knock at the door. "Karkat, are you home?"
"Ah, ah... s-shit."
"Terezi told me that you would most likely be here. I kinda wanted to talk to you about something."
"J-Just a minute!" Karkat sucked in a few deep breaths. "Come on, come on..." His strokes had become harsh and rapid instead of their normal soft and subtle nature. Karkat could tell he was going to be worn out after this.
"Oh, uh... okay, I guess."
With a final thrust and rub, red fluid squirted from the tip of his member and pooled from his nook. It was hard keeping one, final moan in, but he managed. "Shit..." What a mess. "Fuck." Karkat took his trousers off the rest of the way and threw them into a small laundry pile on the ground along with his pants.
"Erm... you're okay, right? Do you need help with anything?"
"No! I'm just peachy, thanks." Karkat gathered the sheets off his bed and hurried downstairs to the basement whilst being butt naked. He quickly threw them in the wash and dashed back upstairs. He saved himself a final trip by grabbing his clothes and throwing them down the stairs. He could take care of that later. He closed the door which led to the basement and looked up and down, out of breath. "Hey, uh... here's the deal. I could um... use a shower so how about I go do that real quick and you just make yourself at home. Alright? Good." Karkat went over to the front door and unlocked it, leaving the rest up to the person on the other side. He grabbed a pair of socks, a pair of pants, his shoes, and a sweater and went into the bathroom.
"Oh, um... alright." Karkat's newly arrived guest came inside, a bit weary. Karkat sure was acting strange. Well, stranger than usual, at least. He quietly closed the door behind him and took a seat on the couch. After about thirty minutes, Karkat finally exited the bathroom fully clothed and cleansed.
"Oh, John. It's you." John waved, smiling a bit. "Are you... are you wearing your god tier outfit?"
"Heh, yeah. I guess I just felt like wearing it for old time's sake. I just kind of grew attached to it, you know?" John paused. "It doesn't look bad, does it?"
"No, no. It's fine." Karkat slowly walked over and took a seat next to John. "So you said there was something you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Oh, yeah. Well, I'm sure you heard the 'news.' You know, about me and Terezi."
"Oh... yeah."
"Well, I should probably clear something up. Heh..." John looked away and smiled awkwardly. He began rubbing the back of his neck. "You see, we're not actually dating-dating. Like, she's not my girlfriend or matesprit or whatever. It's more of like... I don't know, the hate-date thing?"
Karkat's eyes widened a bit. "Wait, wait. You and Terezi are in a kismesis relationship?"
"Yeah, I guess that's what you call it."
"But I thought she was in a kismesis relationship with Gamzee... besides, you two don't even hate each other that much, do you?"
"Oh, that clown guy? She broke it off with him a while ago. Ever since he's been on that slimey stuff he's been pretty chill. She's a lot happier now, too. I hate to say this... but I think he might have been taking it too far. Like, abusing her..."
"Tsk." Karkat looked away angrily. "As if that's a fucking surprise. I knew she shouldn't have got together with him in the first place."
John paused for a moment to take in Karkat's statement. "Anyway, well... we don't really hate-hate each other. I mean, Kimesitude is the whole love-hate thing, right? So it's not a complete hate. We just bully each other every now and then."
"I see... well, that's good to know. Thanks for clearing everything up."
John gave a simple nod. "Hey..." He squinted his eyes a bit. "I don't mean to suddenly switch the topic, but you look really red." John lifted his right hand and placed the back of it on Karkat's forehead. "You're burning up too... are you feeling alright?" The sensation of John's skin making contact with his own made a small tremble travel up his spine. The blush which had apparently been on his face grew darker. Karkat found himself zoning off, focusing merely on the feeling of the alien touch upon his forehead. This moment was ultimately broken when John pulled his hand away in concern. "Karkat?"
"Agh!" Karkat quickly looked away and covered his face. "I'm fine!"
John giggled. "You know, I can't help but find it funny how easily you get flustered."
"What?!" Karkat looked back at him. "I do not get fucking flustered!"
"You so do, dude."
Karkat let out a growl and crossed his arms. "Whatever."
John chuckled lightly. "Oh! By the way, I've been meaning to ask... have you seen Dave around at all?"
"D-Dave...?" Karkat paused for a moment. His eyes drifted to the floor.
"Uh, yeah. It's just that I haven't really seen him much as of late and he's not answering my texts..."
"Really. Well, I, um..." Karkat thought back to what happened earlier. This triggered the memory of Dave's red eyes and the feeling they had given to Karkat. For some reason he felt so calm when he looked into them, despite Dave's anger. Or maybe he wasn't angry at all. Maybe he was just afraid that Karkat would reject him or judge him. In any case, Karkat wanted to see Dave's eyes again. He wanted to consume that rush of emotion they had given him.
"Karkat? Are you okay?"
"What?" Karkat snapped himself back into reality's grasp and looked up at John. "Oh, uh... no. I can't say that I have seen him. Maybe... maybe he's just been hanging out with Jade or something."
"Yeah... I guess he could be. Well, I'll ask around to see if anyone else has seen him. Thanks for your help though." John stood. "I appreciate it." He gave a half smile and walked toward the door. "Well, I should probably be going. I don't want to pester you any longer. Have a good night, Karkat...!" John gave a final wave and walked out, quietly closing the door behind him. Karkat stood from his seat and walked over to the window, examining the night sky. It was a navy blue backdrop simply dotted with thousands of stars. It was hard to believe that the day had flown by so fast but then again, perhaps timing was just different here compared to Alternia. Karkat looked over at his bed. It was still lacking it's sheets which reminded Karkat of the laundry. He opened the door to the basement and walked down, gathering the clothes on the bottom steps. He made a neater pile of them on the ground next to the washer. He finished his weekly laundry routine by transporting his bed sheets to the dryer and his clothes to the washer. Karkat made his way back upstairs and closed the door behind him.
With a grunt, he walked over to his bed and laid down. The sheets that were still remaining were cold and thin. This resulted in Karkat tossing and turning for an even distribution of warmth on his back, stomach, and sides. He eventually found himself drifting off into sleep, allowing his mind to wonder and do as it pleased.
~~~
"Ngh..." Karkat placed a hand on his head. "What the fuck...? Where am I?" He pushed himself up to examine his surroundings. His bed was gone, and he was abandoned upon a smooth, black surface. There were eight doors surrounding him, all of which didn't look like they led anywhere. The only thing they led to, it seemed, was darkness. "Is anyone there? If so, I just want to let you know that this is seriously not fucking funny." He walked cautiously over to one of the doors on his right. It was a teal door; in fact, it was almost the shade of Terezi's blood color. None of the doors were of the same color. The other doors upon his right appeared to be red, violet, and off-gold. As Karkat turned, he noticed that the doors on the other side of the room were purple, olive, jade, and sky blue.
Karkat turned his line of sight back toward the door that was in front of him. Well, he obviously wasn't going to get anywhere by just standing there. He took a deep breath and gathered the courage to walk in. Just as he had suspected. Darkness. There was some change atmosphere, Karkat had to admit. Without warning, the door slammed behind him. He jumped and looked back but he couldn't see anything. A shiver was sent up his spine. Wherever he was, it was cold as hell like the freezer region of a hunger trunk. With tiny steps, Karkat explored the area around him and moved his hands blindly. He made contact with something. It was... ice. Was he literally in a hunger trunk? "Ugh. I wish I could find some fucking lights." Karkat shivered and searched in a different direction. His hand made contact with another block much larger than the last. "Oh, perfect. Another piece of fucking ice." It was twice his size in width and it was approximately two feet taller than him. He could barely reach the top without standing on his tippy toes.
"Come on, stay focused." Karkat shook his head and sighed. He patted his pockets in hopes that he would actually have his phone with him, only to be ultimately disappointed in his answer. "Fuck...! There's got to be something I can do. I'm going to fucking freeze to death if I can't figure this out." The feeling of not being able to see frightened Karkat. He didn't understand how Terezi had grown so accustom to it. It was terrifying. Seeing nothing but blackness gave Karkat a sense of no hope or motivation. What would he even achieve by finding some light switch? He decided maybe he should just go back to where he came from. Back to the teal door. Karkat turned around and began his new search to re-find the door. Instead, he found himself meeting face to face with a wall. He placed both hands on it and felt around. "Hold on a second... aha!" A light switch. How ironic that as soon as he decided he wanted to leave he would actually find some source of light. With a flick of the switch, a light shown from the middle of the room. It gave an erie, blue glow as it reflected off of the ice surrounding him. Now he could better examine his surroundings.
Karkat turned away from the wall. "Alright, now..." He gasped. "O-Oh my God..." His eyes widened with dismay and his mouth practically dropped to the floor. "N-No!" Karkat ran over to the block in which he was examining before, nearly tripping on the way over. Inside the giant block of ice was none other than Terezi. "TEREZI!" Karkat slammed his fist upon the ice as if he felt he could break it with minimal force. "TEREZI, I'LL GET YOU OUT OF THERE!" Over and over again he pounded onto the ice. Once with his right hand, then with his left, then with both hands at the same time until an imprint of candy red blood was left with every punch. Sensation was not only being lost in his hands, but his entire body. The room had to be getting colder. It had to be.
Karkat could feel himself breaking. Tears began clogging up his eyes and dripping down his face. With a final collision of his fists and the ice, Karkat slid down to his knees. He covered his eyes with his hands and made a combination of his blood and tears. "I'm so sorry, Terezi," Karkat sobbed, "I-I'm so sorry..." The light above him dimmed and it seemed as though there were voices traveling through the room. They were whispers colliding with one another.
"It's your fault."
"She wouldn't be like this if you were just there for her."
"Did you even think about her feelings?"
"All she wanted was support and she relied on you."
"You failed her."
Karkat grabbed his head and shook it. "No... no! STOP! IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" He lifted his head and looked around. The teal
door was gone. The only door left in the room was the exit of the freezer. Karkat pulled himself up and stumbled over to it. He grasped the door knob tightly and tugged. It was frozen shut. The whispers were growing louder. "PLEASE! PLEASE, PLEASE LET ME OUT!" He whipped himself back repeatedly without prevail. He sucked in a deep breath and yelled as loud as he could, pulling as if it would be his last chance. The ice cracked and he door flew open, knocking Karkat back. The scene behind him disappeared and the whispers faded into nothing. Karkat's hands healed themselves and within mere seconds his body regained it's heat.
Karkat's breathing slowed back to it's normal pace. He slowly pushed himself up in a stiff-like manner as if he felt like he was somewhat frozen. "That... that wasn't real?" He walked out of the door and shut it behind him. Now that he knew what these doors contained, he was not looking forward to any of them. But there was nothing else he could do. Perhaps one of the doors provided an exit. Karkat traveled to the other side of the room. He wanted to stay as far away from that teal door as possible. He looked at his options and chose the purple door which was on the very end. With hesitation, Karkat opened the door. Nothing could be seen of the inside. "Oh, hell no. Not more darkness. I know where that led me last time, I do not want to experience that again." As he tried to take a step away, he found that his feet felt like they were stuck to the ground. The door glared at him, giving him a terrible feeling of uneasiness. With swift movements, some mysterious force pulled Karkat into the room despite his refusal and shut the door behind him. "Shit! No...! I'm not doing this dark shit again...!"
"Aww, and why not?" A raspy voice creeped through the shadows. "Why, you're going to miss the mother fuckin' tea party." Six candles were lit by the speaker. One was placed by the head of Tavros. Another was placed by the head of Feferi. And another by the head of Eridan, Nepeta, and Equius. The speaker took a seat and lit a candle in front of himself.
"No... no, no, no this isn't happening. This isn't real...!"
"Oh, I assure you that this is all up and mother fuckin' real. Real as it gets. Please, take a seat. I tell ya, Tavros makes the best tea a mother fucker could ever ask for." Karkat glanced back. The door was gone. He was going to have to find some other way out like he did just moments ago. He reminded himself that none of this was real despite what Gamzee said and took a deep breath. With slow steps, he walked walked toward the circle of heads and hesitantly took a seat directly across from Gamzee. There was a cup full of some mysterious brown fluid already set up for Karkat. "Man, it sure has been a while since we've all up and mother fucking hung out..." Gamzee chuckled and placed a hand on his head. His eyes were wide. "Heh. In fact, I was startin' to think that you forgot about me. ABANDONED ME." His chuckle grew into a hardy laugh which echoed off the walls of the room. "But you'd never do that, right, my invertebrother? We're moirails, aren't we? Heh, heh..." He began humming a tune. This led to him singing an old song in which was normally used to teach wrigglers about quadrants. "Matespritship, moirailgence, kismetude, and auspistice. Matesprit is love. Kismesis is hate. Moirails stay by each other till the END." His voice was off-key and tone deaf.
Karkat folded his ears back. "G-Gamzee... I-I-I didn't mean to abandon you..."
"LIES." Gamzee's right ear twitched up. He burst out into laughter once more. "BUT AT LEAST YOU MOTHER FUCKIN' ADMIT IT. YOU ABANDONED ME." His smile faded. "All I needed was a bro to be right there by my side..." He slowly picked up Tavros's head and stared at it. His eyes seemed to be filling up with tears. "A bro... that would STAY by my side... no matter what I did." He put the head down carefully and ran his fingers through the hair upon it. "Do you think I chose to be this way?" His face shifted to an expression of anger. He widened his palm and dug his fingernails into Tavros's scalp, managing to pierce through the skin. "DO YOU THINK THAT I MOTHER FUCKING WANTED THIS?" Gamzee's glare was that of a murderer. A psychopath. His anger slowly subsided and he ripped his nails out of Tavros's head like pulling off a stubborn bandaid. He smiled. "Why don't you try your tea? I assure you it's delicious."
Karkat gulped. "I-I'm not thirsty..."
"I SAID DRINK IT, MOTHER FUCKER." Karkat stared into the cup and examined it. Whatever it was, it certainly wasn't tea. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to erase the picture of the fluid out of his head. Forget what was just said. It IS tea. Yes, it's just tea. Karkat built up his courage and took a sip. Gamzee chuckled. Within seconds, Karkat spit it out upon the floor in front of him. It tasted like iron and he dreaded the fact that that could have actually been Tavros's blood. Gamzee's eyes widened. "What? You don't like it?" He slowly stood to his feet. "You... DON'T MOTHER FUCKIN' LIKE IT?"
Karkat put the cup down and stood. His whole body shook, getting the sensation that he could throw up at any minute. Gamzee reached behind his back and grabbed one of his bludgeons. It was stained with the blood of Nepeta and Equius. Karkat looked around and took a deep breath. This was his dream. His nightmare. Either way, he still had control over it. He could create an exit if he just thought hard enough. Karkat closed his eyes. "Bring me back to the center, bring me back to the center, bring me back to the center..." Gamzee lifted his bludgeon, ready to attack. He charged and cried out, "RaaaAAAUGGGGHH!"
Silence. There was sudden silence. Karkat opened his eyes. Gamzee was gone, and so was his little set up. He was back in the middle of the doors. The purple door which he had previously entered was closed and he was safe... for now. Karkat examined the doors again while he had the chance. If the teal door led to a nightmare that had to do with Terezi and the purple door contained a nightmare related to Gamzee, then the colors meant something after all. Jade was for Kanaya, olive was for Nepeta, sky blue was for John, violet was for Eridan, off-gold was for Sollux, and red was for... himself? Or maybe... it was for Dave. Despite wanting to go to a different door just to be on the safe side, something was drawing Karkat toward the red door. It was almost calling his name, in a sense. He slowly walked over and placed a hand upon it. A surge of energy rushed through him and encouraged him even more to enter.
Karkat did as his emotions told him to and walked in. He was left in some room. It looked like the living block of someone's hive. Karkat gently closed the door behind him and walked in further. "Hello? Is anyone here?" The soft pitter patter of footsteps echoed through the house. They were coming from all directions, making it hard to tell where the person who was creating them really was. The footsteps suddenly stopped and there was silence. Karkat listened closely around him, although he was taken off-guard when someone behind him wrapped their arms around his waist. Karkat closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. "Dave..." Dave rested his head upon Karkat's right shoulder. "... you have no idea how happy I am to see you."
"I'm happy to see you, too." Dave released his gentle grip around Karkat's waist and walked around him. He faced the troll and smiled.
"Wait..." Karkat's small pint of relief was drained. Dave wasn't wearing his glasses and his eyes were no longer red. They were hazel. Karkat shook his head. "Dave, your eyes." It was such a stupid thing to get upset over, especially after the previous two nightmares that Karkat had to endure. But it wasn't normal. Something was off.
"What about them? Is something wrong?"
"They're... hazel."
"Yes, and your point? They've always been hazel."
Karkat shook his head. "No... no, they're red."
"Listen, I'm not entirely sure what you're getting at, but it's not true. Maybe you had some dream of me having red eyes. Reality-wise, the idea is just impossible."
"You're not Dave..." Karkat stepped back, but every step he took was followed. He eventually found himself backing against the door.
"Karkat, this is ridiculous. Of course I'm Dave."
Karkat let out a small growl in frustration. "Well if... if you don't have red eyes then I'm not a mutant!" He quickly covered his mouth. Dave paused as if time itself had stopped. "No... no, no, I mean..." He chuckled nervously. "Mutant? No, I'm not a mutant, I just... just..."
"Wake up." The only part of Dave's face that moved was his mouth.
"What?"
"Wake up, Karkat. Wake up. Wake up."
"Ngh..." Karkat closed his eyes and placed his hands on his head. He felt himself slowly fading into nothing and waking up to reality. As he reopened his eyes, he found himself in bed. The sun was shining brightly though the windows and Karkat's phone was buzzing with two recently received text messages. One was from John and the other was from Dave.
