It all started like any normal day. On his way to school, Karkat took the longest way, taking all the most impossible passage to get to the building. Although he could have called that exploration, the real reason was to avoid any troll on the way. The red-blooded troll knew that even if he took the short cut or the normal way to get to school, he would have encounter bullies. He doesn’t usually run away from fights, but he was tired of being late at school and they were getting much more numerous each time. 3 are a bit hard to stand against, but he sort of manages to win anyway. But more than this is plain suicidal and on mornings, Karkat does not feel like running his way to school.

Yeah, he isn’t really a morning person.

Back to the main point now. As I said, the day was most probably the most normal and calm he would have ever had. School sucked, everybody around him is an idiot and Gamzee skipped again. The short troll was rather enjoying his loneliness on this peaceful day. His best friend was rarely there, so it wasn’t really new. Karkat did enjoy his presence when his best friends actually get his ass up, though he would never admit it to him.
School ended and it was just too calm for the young troll’s taste. He knew something would happen sooner or later. And as he predicted, he saw the usual guys who spot him from a far. Well, it’s just the usual after-school race after all. Before his tormentors even began to prepare themselves for the race, the mutant-blooded troll, with all his rage and desperation, didn’t think twice and gave them both middle fingers.

“SUCK ON THOSE, FUCKASSES!” He added his little touch to the ever so plain flipping off.

What? They hated him for no reason, might as well give them a fucking reason.

Shit, he didn’t notice they were four of them. As the run towards him, Karkat ran as fast as he can to the building’s exit, grinning. He liked action and this little race did improve his parkour skill. He learned the hard way, but at least he learned something useful. He finally got out of the school, hitting accidentally some student on the way. He was about to begin his daily routine when he saw a troll girl surrounded by a bunch of other kids. She was in the same trouble as him. He didn’t think twice (yet again), did a white knight out of himself and join the victim by kicking one of her assailant behind the knee to make him fall on the ground.
Proud of his action he soon realized how stupid it was. His own assaulter join the girls’ one and they were now just too many of them to handle alone.

Well, fuck.

“What’s your name, lady?” He asked quickly and coldly. Why he asked her same, he doesn't know. Maybe just to know with who he is force to fight along side's with.

He sigh loudly, and here he thought today was going to be like any other day.

It was also a normal day for Terezi. She'd wake up with the lightrise, get dressed and walk with Vriska, Tavros and Kanaya to school where she'd wave them goodbye. Terezi was the same age as her friends but didn't attend to school for one simple reason: She was blind. Her once yellow iris and black pupil combo was completely red. Her iris and pupil were still clearly distinctive from one another but only because of the relief's outline of her eyes.

She wasn't always blind though. In fact, it had been a little over two years since fate played her cruelly. Even after that much time and a special ability she had developed, Terezi still had troubles orienting herself sometimes though.

But that didn't stop her from wandering around.

That's what she'd do most of her days while her friends were busy on school benches. When the time classes were over arrived, Terezi would return to pick her friends up at the entrance so they could hang out together before diner. They were slow to come out as always though Terezi never understood why they took longer then the bullies. Those bastards were always three corners before the building's entrance and always cause Terezi troubles. They were ungrateful bastards who picked on her because she was blind. Of all reasons. Because she was blind. They could have laughed at her because she was a bit chubby or because her hair were usually messy or even because she would often have colourful band aids on her knees, elbows or nose like a 10 years old. But nooooo. They had to bully her because she couldn't see like they could. Her carapaced caretaker had tried to chase the tormentors away but he eventually gave up to his adopted daughter's demand since they would always come back stronger and more numerous. With the time, the troll had learnt to avoid them rather brilliantly.

But not today.

The assholes were five corners away from the school, right where Terezi usually turned the corner to avoid them by passing through the back alleys. They started by grabbing her bag and spill its content all over the place before pinning her against the wall. The Scale struggled against the strong grip of the blueblooded troll but a well placed kick freed her long enough to make a run for it. She only managed to read the other corner before being surrounded again. Her back rested against the golden bricked wall, she was trapped. It had been a while since she got beaten up she thought. It would make someone interesting to say at least she guessed. Terezi gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, ready to receive punishment for whatever sin she did when a sound made her pointy ear twitch.

Someone was running toward them, fast. And he was followed too. He surprised her by kicking a guy and entering the circle instead of simply running past by. That apparently courageous act wasn't really rewarded since his own assailants teamed with hers. She glanced at the mysterious, short, troll when he asked for her name.

''Terezi. Yours? And what do they want with you?''

It felt oddly better to have her back against somebody else's then the wall. She glared at her new and old opponents, some of them making face as they see her dead eyes.

Man, there really are a lot this time. The short troll felt somewhat confident though, maybe because he wasn’t alone this time.

“It’s Karkat and that is none of your business.” He coldly answered. Now wasn’t the time to chit chat about anything, it was time to not get beat up to death.

Nine of them. Can they really manage that? He did not know the other trolls abilities but he guessed that he would have to deal with it. Nine of them, and they feel pretty confident about it. Those cowards, they would never dare approach him if he was alone, they only wait until they are in advantage of numbers to strike. This is plain cowardice and weakness at its highest. It makes Karkat boil with rage. Ready to battle, the short troll adjusted his stance and wait until one of the tormentors decides to move first.

“Can you fight?” he asked the other while giving death glares to anyone he could.

One of them, a purple blood, decided to start the dance. Before the other attackers realizing they could finally move, the purple blood was already found on the floor. The mutant-blooded troll had taken his arm, blocked his leg with his own and pulled him, giving him a punch in the face on his way down.
This has unfortunately startled the whole group and they were now getting to them.

“Listen, if we can get a few down, we can make a run for it! Take those ones on the left, I’ll take care of those on the right!” he ordered. Their chance was to work together; otherwise they will never make it.

This is going to be a long evening.

Terezi was rather surprised when the blur representing the purple blood was on the ground before he could even land a punch. Her temporary teammate maybe was a white knight after all. She screamed when she felt a hand grab her arm as she was looking away but a well placed hit of cane freed her. Flipping the stick off the ground and holding it as a sceptre, she knocker a few more assailants out of the way; their coloured blood blurring even more her vision.

''Of course I can fight!!'' She nearly giggled

As she hit the bullies as if she was holding a baseball; swinging the dragon head sharps edges into skulls, her eyes showed her a spot stainless from colours. It meant an opening. Terezi suddenly stopped swatting the flies away to grab Karkat's hand and dash out of the group. The bullies wouldn't give up that easily though and their torpor would soon end.

''Climb up! up!''

As she ordered the shorter troll, Terezi kicked off the ground to grab on a ledge and lift herself against it, prince of persia style; her cane hanging by her side as its strap was wrapped around her wrist.

Karkat climbed as fast as he can, stepping on one of the bullies head to help. He looked after the girl troll to see if she needed a hand but she looked just fine by herself. Now on some random building edge, they started to run to escape their attackers. But that wouldn’t stop those cruel brainwashed kids. Jumping from a building to another, they keep up for about 2 minutes without too much effort when Karkat foot slipped under a mediocre rooftop. Luckily, he just fell from about 3 meters, not enough to actually hurt that much the tough troll, but enough to slow him down enough so their hunters would catch up to him.

“GO ON WITHOUT ME, I CAN MANAGE THAT” He yelled at his companion of misfortune.

The mutant blood painfully got up and faced his opponent. They were down to 6 now. Oh god, how is he going to manage that? He dodged the first fist coming to his face, getting his own to reach the owner’s face. Down to 5 now. The short troll was not to be underestimated. He had practice his combat and parkour skills for about 4 years now. But even for him, 5 is just too much to handle. Mostly when one of those numerous tormentors got from behind to get him by surprise. Immobilizing both of Karkat’s arms, another one took advantage of this and began to happily covered him in punches.

His first thought was if the other troll successfully escaped.

Terezi didn't notice Karkat had fallen to the ground. She kept on going, jumping like a leopard from roof to roof, always trying to go higher.

-ANAGE THAT!!>>

Terezi stopped dead in her tracks, nearly falling off the thin ledge she has stopped on so abruptly. She turned her head around, looking for the black blur that was Karkat to any avail. Maybe he had fallen off? Then why didn't he scream? Or at least just say so? Well, maybe he did scream but she was too focused on running away. With her good hearing, he could be far away behind too.

Uh-oh.

The bullies were laughing; that meant they probably caught him. Terezi hurried back as she was guided by the crude laugh. She heard the punches but could barely hear Karkat moaning. What was that guy made of? Anyway, he needed to be rescued and fast. Calculating the middle of a fuchsia stain in her peripheral, the Scale made a leap of fate, falling from the sky to them as she held on the guy's shoulders. Taking advantage of the commotion, she supplexed the highblood ut to the price of hurting her back. Stunned, she couldn't get away from the other bully wh grabbed her by the ankle and sent her flying against Karkat; sending them several meters away and ripping her clothes as her forearms and knees were scrapped.

-h-hnmmm... dad's gonna be mad...

She looked at karkat who had also suffered from the slide, the sound of bullied nearing them again. what the hell would they need for them to leave them alone? Either way, they were in for a beating.

Keeping his pain for himself, he barely ever groaned when he’s getting hurt. He did not want to encourage his assailants. It hurts just as much as anything, but his pride made it impossible to show his pain in from of others, mostly in front of those who cause it. He’ll wait until he gets home before actually caring about his injuries.
One punch to the face and now his blood is revealed, but at the same time, the troll girl came to his rescue. They were somehow both sent flying against a wall. Damn, these guys play it rough. Shaking his head, Karkat looked at the troll, about to yell at her how stupid and reckless she was when he noticed her dead eyes. She’s blind? What?

But now’s not the time to stop on such things. They had still 5 guys to take care of. Karkat stood up and, without waiting for anyone to move first, he literally threw himself at one bullies, knocking him off with his own head against his. Taking advantage of his suddenness, the red-blooded troll continued his strike by punching another one in the face, causing him to lose a tooth, on the troll’s fist. God! Those teeth are sharp. Taking his fist with his other hand, he had to defend himself with his legs, but one of the 3 remaining troll just stopped his kick and threw him again against a wall. Groaning inaudibly, the short troll took the time to take the tooth out of his skin. It’s been a while since it was so fucking hard to get rid of bullies, what’s up with them today.

He remembered his companion of misery and look up.

“FOR FUCK SAKE, JUST RUN AWAY WHILE YOU CAN!”

Even she had wanted to, Terezi couldn't have run away. One of the bullies had pinned her against the wall to punch her stomach until the girl spilled teal blood from her mouth. She could hear Karkat's back hit the wall once again soon followed by a muffled groan.

-Kar---hugg! kat...!!!

How savage. They didn't even let her cry out for her damned peer. She smelled his red blood but couldn't see it at all, Karkat remaining a black blur in her eyes unlike all the others who were painted by their blood colour. Her own body was a vibrant teal, her golden top soaked with her own blood, the smell covering the rest. She'd have to depend on her hearing from now on even though it was a bit less precise. When she heard the purple blood Karkat had pwned earlier kick the short troll in the ribs that Terezi managed to summon the strength to push back those on her case.

- F-fuck! Leave him!!

Terezi fell to her knees to protect Karkat. She received a few kicks at his place, mewling in pain as she felt her organs not agreeing with her heroic act. The highblood had no grudge against the Scale though so he stopped his assault, especially when he noticed she was a midblood. As Terezi thought the carnage was finally over, someone grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her away by force, making her claws marks his back.

The next time she would see Karkat would be after a good beating. That meant until they would get tired of beating a limp body up. She clearly couldn't escape this one and in front of the bear, the best way to survive was to play dead.

Even though he would have liked to scream at Terezi to go away, he couldn’t. Even if he wanted to stand up and fight again, he couldn’t. He was tough, but there’s a limit to that, even if his pride is as big as the Prospit moon. He didn’t show any emotions though. It was like his whole body blanked out, tired as fuck to feel the pain. He guessed that even his own body was tired of him, always getting in more trouble each time he tries to make it better.

He didn’t really get what was going on anymore. He might have hit his head on the wall or something, he thought. Through his blurry vision, he saw the teal blood troll being pulled back from him, but he could barely move a hand in her direction.

He got kicked again. But he guess he wasn’t making enough faces or enough noises because his assailants stopped after a few more blows, leaving both trolls to their fate. Oh, how this ground is comfortable. Karkat never realized just how great the ground can be sometimes. His eyes were closing by themselves when he remembered he wasn’t alone. Oh god, why did he had to stand up? Couldn’t he just lay down here and stay like this forever? Guess not.

He painfully sat up, pressing his back against the wall. Did he just hear a cracking sound? Oh yes, that was his back. Ah, he felt like he just fell down the highest building or some shit. Still against the wall, the red-blooded troll used it to get himself up. He did hope nobody saw this pathetic manoeuvre. Finally standing, his pain wasn’t over. He had to walk to the blind troll now. he couldn’t wait until heading back home.

“You okay there?” He started even before getting close to Terezi, because he thought he would just take too much time.

He just hoped she’ll say she’s fine and all so he could just go meet his bed and sleep. Forever. Or not. Sleeping wasn’t really his thing.

- I'm fine.

Terezi struggled to even pop herself on her elbows. She gasped for as she slowly got to all fours, her body shaking in protest. She couldn't have slept top, bathing in her own blood, if the mutant blood didn't talk to her. This was humiliating to say the least. She could feel Karkat's glare on her nae though 90% of her senses were numbed. Getting home was going to be a fun ride now, bumping in nearly everything and be lucky if she won't get lost in the city, scaring everyone with her bloody looks.

- That was a rough one... Urg, Vriska's gonna have a fiesta nagging me...

The Scale counted to three before balancing on her feet, groaning as she got up, uncurling her chuby body. She took a pause then turned to where she thought Karkat was but was slightly off making her look she was talking to the wall.

- You're hurt too, right? You should come to my home.. My dad will take care of us.

Might as well invite him she thought. He already had witnessed a lot of embarrassing moment and had a good beating himself. Her caretaker would have his mind busy so he wouldn't moralize Terezi so much as he usually did when she'd get home after a fight. Plus, she didn't know what was Karkat's personal situation and it wouldn't be fair if she had better treatments then him. The mysterious smell that was Karkat's blood, still invisible to terezi's eyes was making her curious. The more time she was going to spend with him, the sooner she could solve this new riddle.

“I’m fine, you don’t have to play nice with me. “He quickly answered, whipping off the blood on his face with his sleeve.

He was too prideful to accept any help and too mistrustful to believe someone would be actually nice to him. Except for Gamzee, but that’s because he’s constantly high. He awkwardly began to back away from the troll.

“Plus, you’re a mid blood, you probably...” He was about to say ‘you probably don’t want to hang out with a mutant blood like me’ but remembered she is blind and quickly said instead: “...You probably live in the high district. Mine’s not far from here, which would be a waste of time.” Wow, such a stupid reason...

He finally managed to turn his back to the troll, getting away from her, heading home. It’s not like he didn’t want to be nice with her. It’s not like she was annoying. It’s not because she is blind. He just doesn’t want her to get into anymore trouble because of him. She could have avoided all that intense beating if he hadn’t run to her rescue. It was mostly his fault that all this happen, and he didn’t want it to happen again because she is walking with a mutant blood. She had enough trouble on her own; he didn’t want to be the cause of more.

“Just forget about me, ok? That’s the best you can do for yourself, Terezi.”

Terezi rested against a wall and looked at Karkat with a sorry look on her face. She didn't mean to insult the troll by any mean. They were both on the same boat but at the same time, it was clear they weren't. The Scale had a feeling her assumptions were true but tried to befriend to bullied troll anyway.

- Yes I do live in the high district... But it has nothing to do with my blood! I was just lucky my caretaker lived there!

She frowned when Karkat told her to forget about him. Not only was he rudely refusing her help, an act rare from harsh race but he was also mean to her directly. The Scale limped up to him and grabbed his wrist and pulled on it to drag him toward the high district.

- Nonsense! It would be unfair if your recovery wasn't as good as mine just because you're a... a.. lowblood who doesn't live in the same district! Everyone deserves equal first aid care!

Terezi had hesitated on calling him a lowblood since she couldn't tell his blood colour yet but if he taken for granted she had better treatment than him simply because she a midblood, it could only mean he was lower on the hemospectrum.

Too bad she didn't notice she was walking straight into a wall.

Karkat was about to start a rant as he tried to get his wrist away from the Scale when she walked straight into a wall. God, what is this troll? He facepalmed before landing a hand to the blind troll.

“All fucking right, I’ll come with you, but only because I would feel extremely bad for leaving someone blind and beaten up alone.” He said before taking Terezi’s hand. “What’s your address so I can lead you?”

He couldn’t care less about his condition, all we’d have are some big ass bruises and that’d be pretty much it. Oh and it’d probably hurt more tomorrow morning, but you get used to it. All he cared at the moment is for the other troll to be safe. Because, fuck, what was wrong with those people, taking it out on someone blind. Nobody has some fucking pride anymore? He guessed not. Most troll their age were brainwashed by the elders nostalgia of Alternia, which only cause suffer for the lower bloods as well for a mutant blood like Karkat. Even though he tried hard to hide his blood to anyone, most of the older ones knew about it. Most kids didn’t know his blood color, but they surely know his was a mutant. It didn’t affect him as much now. He knows justice couldn’t do anything about, and nothing would probably change. No that’s not true. If thing do changes, it will only be worst and if that happen, he would be force to change district if he didn’t want to get kill.

Oh right, he almost forgot he was holding another troll’s hand.

“So, were they really bullying you because you’re blind? That’s just plain fucking stupid.” he said. No, Karkat wasn’t the soft kind; he was rather blunt and direct.

Terezi glanced at their joined confusedly. It had been so long since someone had tried to help her she had nearly forgotten what it was. He had of course the same reflex as everyone: grabbing her hand to lead her. It didn't always end well, a lot of people ending up dragging instead of guiding her.

O-oh no! I can walk by my---

Her ankle gave out as she was saying she was fine. Typical body trolling. Losing her balance again, she grabbed on to the other troll's arm. She didn't lose that much blood, though so here was no reason why she couldn't stay on her legs.

58n 38390hD. It's not that far from the library..

Addresses were pretty tedious to give the moment you lived higher then the low district. The letter aside the first strand of numbers meant the cardinal direction the house. The ones after the second strand was for which district the house was in. So Terezi lived in the north from the High District. The many numerals was this long simply because there was that much people. As they walked toward her home, Terezi listened to the guy rant to no one in particular, sniffing his blood. She then heard his statement about being bullied for being blind.

Why do they bully you? They don't need much but they need something. i mean, I can guess your blood is low but even Tavros doesn't have it this hard and he's a whimp! They pick on me cause I'm an easy target, well was, is, depends of the times. I think we're close to my home.

Her grip tightened around karkat's hand. He would not get away as soon as she'd be on her porch.

It took some times but they were finally there. Karkat would finally be able to go back home and get some sleep. And probably never see the other troll again. It's kind of sad if you think about it. He thought she was kind of cool during their escape and fight, but like stated earlier, he didn't want to bring the blind girl even more misery by hanging out with her. Plus,he was better off alone.

Everything went well until she asked for the reason why got bullied again. He sighed heavily.

“I told you already! It’s not of your business. And that’s plain cowardice to pick on a blind girl, easy target or not.” He stated brutally.

Here they were. On the porch of the teal-blooded troll. Now he would have nothing to do with her ever again. He would just have to leave now. he tried to get away but the grip around his hand was tighter the more he struggle to get away. Oh for crying out loud! Would she give up already? He was not worth it, he thought, why waste time on him, he couldn’t understand. Why does nobody ever understand he enjoy his loneliness? Let him be goddamn it.

“Ok, I am really tired now; I had a tough day just like you. I just WANT TO GO HOME ALREADY. Can you just let go of me, for fuck’s sake?” he expressed rather calmly for his current state.

God, it hurts his ribs too much to struggle as much as he could. He just hope she could finally give up so he could get home nice and easy. But she seem just as stubborn as Gamzee was when he was trying to be his friend.

Terezi hissed at Karkat’s struggle. It was a strange sound mixed with a growl only trolls were able to make to threaten someone. She pulled on his wrist so hard that she made them both tumble inside, the door’s hinges almost ripping as it flew open.

- Father! Father! I'm home! Terezi immediately yelled after the fall

Of course, she didn't think it would look alarming to find his adoptive daughter on the floor covered in her own blood with an unfamiliar troll on top of her. In pure parental reflextivity, the carapace separated the two children, sending Karkat to fall on his ass on the porch.

- I was aware some scums where bullying her but this has gone too far! get out of my sight before I send the royal guards to arrest you.

he was about to slam the door close when Terezi grabbed his leg's pants.

- Father! Karkat never hurt me! He was also beaten to a pulp by assholes! Can't you see him bleed?

The old carapace could see the young troll bleed. How could he not? His blood spilled the same colour as his. He knew from his research on the alternian culture this blood colour wasn't part of the traditional hemospectrum. It was even labelled as mutant blood. It was a rare and mysterious genetic mutations, only a few cases were ever recorded; one of them being so grandiose many acheologist believed it to be more of myth then true facts.

If that boy was indeed bullied by peers like his daughter claimed he was, there was no wonder why. Sighing softly, he knelt to the children's level and offered his hand.

-I'm sorry. I overreacted. If Terezi says you did not harm her, I have no choice but to believe her. She never lies. She brought you to be healed, right? Don't be scared, this house will not judge you.

Terezi peeked above her caretaker's shoulder with her shark-like smile, dried teal blood stuck in her raven hair. She was much scarier then the carapace with her red eyes staring at Karkat. She couldn't see his mutant blood but she was intrigued by this young troll she had never seen before; she knew she needed to lick him in order to place him in the hemospectrum and splash his silouhette with a vivid color instead of a dull grey. To think her caretaker thought she brought him, a mutant troll out of all people, because she had a great sense of justice.

When Karkat found himself on top of Terezi, he wasn’t embarrassed at all. It was an accident and he was just irritated by how stubborn the troll was. But he kind of knew it wasn’t a really appropriated manner to be seen. But he couldn’t get up by himself because the carapace taking care of the teal blood managed to do it first.

He kept a straight face as he was being kicked out. Good. He would be able to go now. But nooo, Terezi had to explain everything. Karkat was the kind of not wasting time on explaining everything. He thought it was meaningless and, in the end, nobody really cared anyway. He never really took the time to explain himself to anybody, occasioning misunderstandings and more trouble for him than anything else. But he just didn’t care if people get him wrong. It’s just less effort doing nothing than trying to convince them.

He was now free of any grip. He could just walk off and everything will get back to normal. But he put his pride aside for a minute and thought this out. He had to walk all the way to the low district, his clothes and face stained with his mutant blood for all to see. Against his pride, the young troll took the carapace’s hand while looking away. Rare was the time he would accept any outside help, but it was more strategic than because he needed it.

“T-Thanks, I guess.” He murmured while getting inside the stubborn troll’s house.

God, this will be awkward.

The carapace lead Karkat inside before locking the door for the night. Not many carapaces double locked their house in the high district where it was supposedly safer then in the low one but Terezi's caretaker mused otherwise as he did not want to find his daughter murdered in her bed by purist trolls. He always encouraged Terezi to stand for her own beliefs but it still included some risks and as a father he could only do the minimum to protect her.

He took Karkat to the bathroom and sat him on the toilet lid. He helped his child on the counter and cleaned her up. Terezi giggled as he fixed her up, they were both use to this kind of activity now.

- I'm sorry, Father... They took me by surprise!

Terezi slid off the counter but she faked she was unsure of how far the ground was and grabbed what felt to be Karkat's arm. She suddenly dashed off, cackling as her father yelled at her to tidy her room for the guest. The caretaker sighed as he turned to Karkat and proceed to heal his wounds.

- I'm sorry. Terezi has little notion of personal space. She's a very lonely girl... You're the first person she brings home since her accident.

He opened and closed his palm as he stared at the red blood in his hand. It was so similar to his; there was nothing abnormal in this boy's blood to him, the other colours were odd in his eyes. After nearly 15 years, he still wasn't accustomed to Terezi's teal blood. He always feared it would reveal itself to be acid.

- It must be unfair for you. To live surrounded by races for who red blood is standard but still get bullied by your own for it... If you ever need an adult to talk to, my door is always open. Anyone who's friends with Terezi is welcomed here.

The professor got up and squished Karkat's shoulder in a supportive way before heading for the library.

- Her room is upstairs. She's probably there already. Or being a monster in the kitchen.

Terezi was indeed in her room. Her back was pressed against the door. She was still cackling, her hand opened in her face. Karkat smelled like cherrie gummies and he tasted... unique. Terezi licked to the very last drop of blood she had collected from touching him when she exited the bathroom. She never tasted anything else before but she liked it. Not only was she curious now but she also wanted more of the candy tasting blood.

The young troll could bring himself to be actually mean to the carapace. All he did was frown, restraining himself to say anything and nod. He didn’t want to explain he did not need help of any kind, he did not wanted to say anything right now. All he wanted was to lie down and forget about the world for a bit.

When his wounds were finally covered and he couldn’t see his own blood anymore, Karkat jumped down his perch, grimacing due to pain that resonates without warning in his ribs. His pretty sure there’s going to big a motherfucker huge ass bruise there. He bore with it as he climbed up the stairs to join Terezi.

“What are you cackling about? You are forcing a stranger to stay at your house, you shouldn’t be happy about that.” He spat in her direction.

He could not grasp the true intentions of the troll. Did she just a friend? A personal bodyguard? Or she was planning a plan which he knew, but who would report his blood? In his incomprehension towards the troll, Karkat could not do otherwise than feel loneliness in her. A solitude that only those who suffer a handicap may experience. It might be the reason why he couldn’t do otherwise than be drawn to her, to that unique desolation, wanting to help in some kind of way, subconsciously. Really, he acted too much like a white knight sometimes. A retarded knight, yes. He wanted to help, but at the same time, he didn’t want to get close to people. Really, he couldn’t stand himself for shit. Sometimes, he just hoped he could meet his own self so he could beat the shit out of him.

“Anyway, hm... where am I going to sleep?” he asked.

Terezi opened the door and looked at Karkat, lazily laying against the door's side. She looked a little dazed as if she was slightly intoxicated and started cackling as she pushed herself off the door and jumped on her bed.

- On my bed of course!! The floor isn't the best place to sleep, I've tried.

Only girls came to sleep over in the past years; the last time a male came to sleep was when she was a little girl and it was Tavros before her accident. The concept that young man and woman shouldn't share the same bed was unknown to her. Anyway, her bed had at least three mattresses covered by many blanket of different thickness and filled of pillows and dragon-like plushies so it must have been really comfortable. Tough the thought of the possibility never crossed her innocent mind, the frame wouldn't give them away, silenced by all the plush material covering it.

The Scale patted the night table a few times before finding her hair brush and brush her rich black hair. She starred right through Karkat, rarely blinking.

- A stranger is still better company then those four walls. Aren't you lonely too?

Karkat really couldn’t get this troll. He was so used being treated like trash that when someone was actually nice with him he didn’t know what to do. He stepped into the young girl’s room and looked around. She sure liked dragons, he thought. The red-blooded troll sat on the bed, unsure if he could feel comfortable or not. Well it is rather hard to feel comfortable when someone is starring restlessly at you.

“Look, it’s really cool of you to give me a place to stay for the night, but let’s not become all friendly over futile reason like we fought together, ok? It was just in order to survive and helping you was to not feel guilty. All I did was for me and that’s all.”

He doesn’t want pity and neither does he wanted more trouble to happen to others because of him. He was mean to others because he didn’t want to get close to anyone. He didn’t want people to get hurt by his fault. He only had to care about his own trouble and that was enough for him. He knows that now that Gamzee was hanging out with him, he had some troubles with some high bloods and it pains him to know that it’s his fault. Now that he cared for the indigo blood, his sufferings became his and wanted to help as much as possible.

God was he complicated.

“Let’s just sleep so that tomorrow comes faster and that I could finally go back to my house so you’ll never hear of me again.”

Terezi blinked a few times before putting her brush back where it belonged. Everything was calm and quiet until she suddenly pounced on the troll, pinning him against the mattress.

- But I'm not tired!!

The boy felt rather thin and bony under her, making her question his nutrition. She already knew he wasn't a highblood so his rank had nothing to do with his frail frame. He also felt short, maybe even shorter then Terezi herself. She dived in for his face, taking a long lick to map out his features in her mind.

- YOU TASTE SO GOOD!!

She rubbed her nose against his damp cheek before taking another blind lick, this time getting his pointy ear. Fuck seeing what he really looks like. Karkat tasted of cherry candies, even more then her chal; and she wanted all of it!