It was a bright morning. I woke up drowsy and messy bed hair. My crimson red eyes was tired. Along with nasty morning breath. It was Friday. Lets get this day over with. Karkat banged at my door. Yelling "GET THE FUCK UP ASSHAT!". "ARE Y9U SERI9US KARKAT. Y9U ARE S9 RUDE. N9T T9 F9RGET H9W RUDE Y9UR ALWAYS. I'M AWAKE. GIVE ME TEN MINUTES T9 GET DRESSED. AND STOP 6EING A-" the door opened to my father and Karkat. Karkat snickering and a devilish smirk and my father was disappointed to hear such tone. "Being a what Kankri?"
"6eing such a cutie pie." I tried to reassure him. He just gave me a "Mmhhmm" they walked out. Karkat giving me the finger and sticking his tongue out. As he shut the door. I just glared at them till the door closed. Getting out of bed. My phone was ringing. Porrim was calling me. Ignore! Ignore it kanrki! I told myself before answering it. "Hell9 P9rrim." Stupid face time.
"Kanny yo+u lo+o+k awful. I'm Co+ming o+ver and fix yo+u up dear."
"N9 need P9rrim I can care for myself."
"But dear-"
"Aww -skee noises- my ph9ne 6reaking up. -skee noises- talk at sch99l.-" I hung up before she could get another word. The last thing I heard from her was.
"KANNY!-" I went to take a shower. No matter what a shower is the best way to collect my thoughts. Especially in the morning. Once I got out. I dried myself putting my red crabby boxers. Putting in red jeans and... my sweater? "DAD!"
"WHAT!"
"WHERES MY SWEATER! "
"IT GETTING WASHED!"
"THATS MY FAV9RITE SWEATER!"
"WEAR SOMETHING ELSE!"
I looked in my dresser for a sweater. I had ones that said:
"Mr Kra6s. N9."
"Sweater weather. It n9t even sweater weather n9 m9re."
"Penny pinchers. Fav epis9de 6ut n9."
"Mistle t9e d9wn here. 9MG."
"Check y9ur privileges. Nah."
"6ee my h9ney 6ee<3. Mituna!"
"Kanny <> P9rrim. May6e she w9nt 6e 9n my d-."
My dad walked in. "Watch your mouth kankri. You still can't find a sweater or shirt to wear?"
"N9, I can not find a shirt." I said sighing. "My 9ther shirts aren't sch99l appropriate."
"I like the Mr. Krabs. Wear that one."
"N9PE I will n9t 6e called Mr Kra6s all day. 9r the rest 9f the sch99l year."
//be the greaser wannabe//
"Hip shakin mama I luvw you~" he sung as he swooped his hair back. "Ya knowv wvhat we tryna do. Hip shakin mama I luv you~"
"Shut up cro!" Eridan banged at my door."I'll shut up wvhen you get a girlfriend."
"Fuck you cro."
"Nah I'm married."
"Congratulations you found a wway to marry yourself. I hope your fucking happy. Your forevver alone bitch."
"I'm not married to myself dickhead. I'm married to the hottie next door."
"Oh Kankri. I wwant to inform dad on this happy fucking evvent." I thought for a moment. He can't know. He can't know at all. I grabbed Eridan arm pulling him into the room. Shutting the door.
"I wvill pay you to keep ya' mouth shut. Name ya' price."
"Hmm. I want $50 and your Harry Potter books and movvies."
"Ill givwe you the movwies but not the books. I still read them. Deal?"
"Deal then." He got to where I hid the movies. Came back to me raising his hand for the money. I rolled my eyes digging my hands in my pocket pulling a 50 bill out. Handing him at as he snatched it away. "Don't break the deal!" I quietly yelled as he walked out. I then went back to fixing my hair. Fixing every incident that was present.
