Homestuck x reader

Metamorphosis (Eridan x reader) part 1

Somewhere along the shore, there was a house. This house was a solitary little thing, rather old, but sturdy. Painted a surprisingly bright shade of violet.

Inside, a young man hurried around the kitchen. He was trying to make (fav dinner). Why? Well, because that night, his girlfriend was returning from a business trip. The young man--Eridan was his name--knew this and wanted to surprise her with a candlelit dinner. Though many may not have guessed it due to his luxurious upbringing and the hired chef doing all the cooking in his childhood, Eridan was an excellent cook, his specialty being seafood dishes. Eridan bustled about the kitchen, sprinkling this here and stirring that there. All the while, he sang a bit to help himself concentrate.

"Weeee've come too faaaaaar to give uuuuuup who we aaaaaare, so leeeeet's raise the baaaar and our cuuuuups to the staaaars!"

He began shaking his hips to the beat in his head as he started to imagine the tune more clearly.

"She's up all night 'til the sun! I'm up all night to get some! She's up all night for good fun! I'm up all night to get lucky!"

He threw his hands up into the air to dance more intensely. Out of his hand flew the salt he'd been holding and smashed against the wall, making him cease the dancing and whirl around to stare at it.

"Oh... fuck..." Eridan muttered to nobody in particular. "Glad no one saw that."

After cleaning up the mess quickly, he decided to refrain from dancing until he was done.

~~~~~

"Done! Finally!" Eridan wiped his hands with the dish towel and observed his work. Two plates with (fav dinner), laid out on a table with a (f/c) tablecloth, and two violet and (f/c) striped candles (those had been so hard to find!). He couldn't wait to see her!

Eridan slipped off the apron and hung it on a wall peg. He was about to grab his phone to text her and ask if her plane had touched down yet. He froze before he could lay a finger on it, though. His eyes flew open as he remembered something.

"Oh, hell!" he exclaimed. Eridan had forgotten dessert. He'd planned on it that morning, but had become so enamored with cooking dinner he'd forgotten about it completely. He stood there, mind racing, and groaned.

'Well,' he thought. 'There's always ice cream.'

Eridan slipped off his apron and got a notepad and pen. He remembered (Name) saying that she didn't want him to drive to the airport (he was an awful driver) and that she would get a taxi instead. If she were to come home while he was out ice cream shopping, she ought to know where she was.

"(Name)," Eridan mumbled as he wrote on the pad. "If... you... get... in... before... I... come... back... please... know... that... I... am... at... the... store." He ripped off the note and slapped it on the table. He grabbed car keys off the counter and started for the door when he noticed something.

In the entranceway was a tall vase full of lavender, courtesy of (Name) liking a bit of decor around the house. It was half full of water that was beginning to turn green and sludgy, courtesy of Eridan constantly forgetting to change the water. The greenish water was beginning to ripple, the light from the hall lamp dancing over the sludgy water. Not only that, but Eridan could hear the glass panes in the front door beginning to rattle. The overhead light began to flicker slightly.

"Meh," Eridan said, writing it off as coincidence.

But he flinched and covered his ears as they were met with a scream, steadily growing louder, outside and overhead. The light began to flicker on and off, and the door, no, the entire house, was beginning to shake. The vase jumped about on the table, in danger of falling to the floor. Eridan leaned against the vibrating wall as the shriek grew borderline deafening. It passed over the house, there was a large WHOOM! and there was silence, leaving Eridan's ears ringing.

Eridan tried to speak, managing, "The hell-" and winced. The movement of his jaw made his ears pop.

'The hell was that?' he thought. He lifted his hand from the wall and took a step. Then another. And before he himself knew what he was doing, Eridan was out the door and running to the beach.

~~~~~

There was a huge crater in the sand and in it was a dark meteorite, smoke curling off of it. In the dusk light, reaching across the ocean waters in gold-orange beams, Eridan could see that it looked strangely smooth and ovular. Eridan plucked up a shell, a tiny rose colored one, by his foot and approached the meteorite. He tossed the shell at it and the delicate thing smashed on the surface. It didn't do anything. Eridan stepped a little closer. When he did, he saw tiny fading and glowing lights in the rock, like little embers. Except embers didn't glow rainbow colors.

"What are you, then?" he muttered. He didn't expect it to reply and it didn't. Something else happened.

There was a whirring sound from the ovule that started slow but began to go faster and reach a higher and higher pitch. Eridan backed away from it and was about to run for the safety of the house when there was a blinding light. Eridan felt his body hit the sand and everything went black.

~~~~~

Beep!

"You've reached Eridan Ampora. If you're my girlfriend, (Name), press 1, if you would, dear (Love you). If you're my boss, please press 2. If you're a telemarketer, go away because nobody wants your stupid product. If you're one of my family, go to hell. If you're a religious group, beat it because I have other things to worry about than a fuckin' space fairy. If you're a prank caller, fuck off because that stuff isn't funny to anyone else and you should find better things to do with your time, you pathetic, simple-minded idiot. If you aren't any of these, on your bike and have a nice day because if you contact me one more time, I will hunt you and everyone you know to extinction. Thank you and goodbye."

Click!

The tone played. You sighed and turned your phone off. Eridan really had to work on his voicemail.

You sat on the curb at the airport, waiting for the taxi you had ordered. Your plane had been hours late and had turbulence midair that nearly gave you a heart attack and you were glad to be back on the ground.

You'd texted Eridan a couple times and left about 3 messages in his voicemail, and yet he hadn't responded. You wondered if his phone was turned off. Or maybe he just didn't feel like responding.

A cab pulled up and a man got out. He was an older fellow, gray streaking through his dark ponytail.

"Miss (Name) (Last name)?"

You stood up and grabbed your luggage. Time for the start of vacation with your boyfriend.

~~~~~

You reached the house with no problem. It was nighttime and you could see the lights on inside. Over yonder, you could hear the waves lapping against the shore.

When the man got your bag out of the trunk, he said, "So you live all the way out here?"

"Mm-hm."

"Why's a pretty girl like you live all the way out here?" he gave you a flirtatious wink and stood up to his full height. He was real tall.