Gamzee x Reader HoNk :o) Lemon

A new journey - HONK -REVISITED-

A jolt of your surroundings awoke you from your sleep. How long had you been asleep for? You had no idea. The vastness of space never gave you any indication of time, neither did the fact that your solar system, with Earth in it, was nowhere in sight. Furthermore, you would never even see the place again.

Ever since that meteorite storm a couple centuries ago, Earth had gone through a massive technological boom. It turned out that the meteorites were full of strange equipment and futuristic science and technology. The minerals that were found in the space rocks were incredibly valuable and useful and people got to building and inventing a ton of new things with it. The ingenuity of human kind fascinated you.

You took a look around the cabin you had fallen asleep in. A single bed, a small, but functional cabinet, your luggage with your sign on it (which was mandatory within the galactic kingdom for both humans, trolls and hybrids), and everything was made of a dark purple kind of steel. The same steel that had once been found in the meteorites back home. There was one small window to look through, although nothing could currently be seen from it as of now, since you had not entered any solar systems yet.

You decide to get up from your bed and have a quick look out the window. Yup, nothing but empty blackness and a small twinkling star here and there. Looking at the space outside the ship you were being carried on bored you to tears. You had gone on intergalactic travels before, and nearly always chose to travel alone, so this was nothing new. The untamable feeling of freedom and the sense of having complete control of where you were going and what you were going to see was something you had become quite familiar with. You didn't really have any long-term friends. Not that you hated hanging out with others, or that you were so disagreeable or dislikable that nobody wanted to hang out with you. You made friends quite easily everywhere you went as a matter of fact. No, the only reason you might never have had such close friendships was probably because you travelled so much. You flew all over the place and you could be on one planet one day, and on another the next.

Your next destination would be one more close to your heart though. You had always wanted to visit Alternia. As a troll yourself, you felt a strong connection to the grey planet, yet travelling from Earth to the Troll Planet had always been expensive and the journey had always been tedious and long. You knew very well that the journey was going to be boring, but you never expected it to be this dull. Nothing to do, nobody to share a cabin with, nobody to talk to, not even for a little while to pass the time. The walls were boring, the floor was boring, the furniture was boring, and the empty vacuum on the other side of the fortified, 8-layer plasteel-reinforced, bulletproof glass was boring. What the hell were you supposed to do? Sleep more? You considered it for a minute, but decided against it. You needed to keep yourself busy for a while before you started to hallucinate from boredom.

Your B/C eyes dart around the room, desperately trying to find something to occupy your mind with. Your luggage was neatly put away in the corner next to the door. You couldn't remember if you packed anything useful for this situation. You stood up and started rummaging through the baggage. You found a deck of cards! But what good was a deck of cards when you're alone? 'No good' you decided and sat back down, slouching into the corner on your bed. The bed was also made of purple steel with a slightly plastic-y feeling mattress. You had brought your own pillow and blanket and you are glad you did. The provided sleeping receptacles were... less than ideal. There were only a small amount of recuperacoons available and they had all been taken when you boarded the ship, so you had no other choice than to take what was available.

The ship itself was quite big. Your room was situated on the sixth floor, surrounding an on-board café. You weren't very hungry, but boredom drove you to the door of your cabin. As soon as you opened the door, a cacophony of fragrances entered your nostrils, indicating different snacks from both Earth and Alternia. Humans didn't really like the taste, nor the look of some Alternian favorites, like grub-sauce rolls, grubsteak, grubloaf, and other dishes based on the deliciously delicate meat of rejected troll grubs. Most humans would compare it to eating your own children, but you knew that, on Alternia, trolls don't really get to see their offspring ever, even if they find themselves unlucky enough to be alive at the same time as their genetic, grubby equivalent.

You walked up to the counter to get a quick look at the foodstuffs on offer. After some mild, pretend-deliberation you went with an oblong meat-product that was looking pretty scrumptious and you decided to sit in the common area while you indulged in your boredom-snack.

While chewing, you looked around the hall and down to the floors below. The glass fencing on your floor allowed for a nice view downwards, although it could also have been upwards or sideways given that you were in space and the gravity you were experiencing was only artificial. The floors below had the same hallways, the same doors, and the same cool-hued metal walls.

While you were daydreaming about how bored you were, a teal-blooded troll had taken up the seat across from you and had started to read a book. You took a sneaky look at them and wondered why they would bother sitting with you, until you realized the café had gotten quite crowded with aliens, trolls, and humans alike, chatting away at their tables and on the uncomfortable benches.

You decided that you might as well try and pass the time with some conversation. You were still bored out of your mind (not that you thought your snack would help all that much) and a wise Prospitian Carapacian once said that "Making friends is the cure to every ailment".

'So, what brings you onto this flight to Alternia?' You asked the teal-blood across the table.

'Visited Earth for a reader's convention. Humans really do have the most interesting books sometimes...' She answered.

Okay, she liked books, you thought. What else is there to talk about? You didn't really know a whole lot of books, you only read smutty fanfiction written by 22-year old university students with too much time on their hands, so literature wasn't really your strong suit.

'What do you like to read?' You decided to ask, trying to keep the conversation going, while she was still enveloped in her book.

'Human history novels, mostly. Stories of strict human interactive rules and status not based on blood-color but rather on monetary basis intrigues me.' For a moment, she seemed to actually carry a little of the conversation, but after this, you were genuinely out of things to ask. Your arsenal of literature-related questions only reached as far as asking about someone's preferences.

'S-so... you know a lot about humans then?' You started to question if she really wanted to talk to anybody at all or if you were just interrupting her reading at this point.

She closed her book and put it down on the table. It was an elegantly bound book, embossed with beautiful, swirly, golden letters. The title read "The Secret Garden".

'I do. Would you like to play a human board game over something what the humans call "tea"?' The mere thought of engaging in human traditions seemed to bring a spark to her eye.

You nodded, as you had nothing else to do in the first place, and her game of "monopoly" seemed interesting and time-consuming. You ended up getting completely lost in your game, and after two loses and a win, you heard an announcement over the loudspeaker-system; "ladies and gentlemen, Humans and Trolls, please return to your cabins and prepare for landing. We shall arrive at Alternia in twenty minutes."