#hs!annie

[awakaru]

I got around to finally lining and coloring this old doodle c= Edited it a bit to fit her new design (which honestly isn’t too big, just a tanktop instead of the other shirt I had her in)

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Below the cut are little drabbles I wrote for a self-indulgent petstuck!Gamzee thing that I may or may not actually write at some point in time. They're all basically mindvomit. You have been warned!

When he finally spoke, it took all her strength to keep herself from smothering the malnourished troll.

"Gamzee" was his reply. It was a strange thing for him to say, she could tell by the way his tongue seemed to slip against his overbite. It was one of the cutest things she had seen, but also one of the saddest.

"Gamzee, huh," Annie managed to say, smiling brightly. He looked up at her, blinking nervously. She giggled, taking his little hands into her own. "It's nice to meet you, Gamzee. I hope we can be friends."

Fuck the Betty Crocker Troll Food. Even if she wanted to feed Gamzee that shit (which she didn't) she could never afford the stuff.

So there she stood, in front of her fridge, with a hungry Gamzee at her feet. She could feel him staring up at her, begging with those silly, adorable chirps and clicks. Annie finally looked down at him, a strained expression on her face. "Gamzee, baby, I know you're hungryyy, I'm working on it!"

It honestly pained her to see him looking at her like that. She let out a distressed sigh before leaning down to pick Gamzee up. He let out a surprised chirp before clinging to her, settling comfortable on Annie's hip.

"Alright, sweetheart. Here's the fridge. What calls to you?"

He was getting bigger. It was more than a little unsettling. Annie found herself noticing just how much Gamzee was growing. When she had first taken him in, he was barely taller than her knee.  But now, the tips of his horns reached the same height as her.

It left her wondering just how old the troll was... and why he didn't seem to stop growing. Now, the latter could be googled. But she'd have to ask Gamzee about the age thing.

She wasn't exactly surprised to find out that Gamzee didn't know how old he was; nobody had ever bothered to tell him anything like that.

So Annie sat there, absentmindedly running her fingers through Gamzee's hair, who presently had his head in her lap. She found herself thinking about Gamzee's age and how she could figure it out.

A friend had once told her how a vet could figure out a dog's age by looking at their teeth. Maybe the same could be done for trolls?

She made a quiet distressed sound, looking down at her lap, where Gamzee was currently napping. The idea of taking him to a vet felt so wrong, in so many ways. As much as people felt about them, trolls didn't feel like pets to her. They never did.

Annie decided in that moment to google doctors who specialized in trolls, not vets. There had to be at least one, right?

Nobody would take him in. Most people weren't comfortable with the idea of having a Troll that was used in illegal fights. He certainly couldn't go back to his previous owner, and she was most definitely not going to keep the Troll. She was busy enough as it was.

She paced her office, casting sideways glances at the crate next to her desk. She needed to find a home for the thing, or it'd be put down. As much as she wasn't a Troll person, she simply couldn't allow that to happen.

On her seventh round of her desk, her eyes landed on a picture she had of her and her daughter, and she stopped to stare at it. Maybe...

She slid into her chair and picked up the picture. It was a 'selfie' Annie had taken with her on their last trip to the beach. She stared at her daughter's smiling face, thinking.

Yes, Annie wouldn't mind taking the Troll. She knew her daughter could handle the responsibility of taking care of it.

She set down the picture and pulled out her cellphone, pulling up her daughter's contact info and calling her.

-TBC?- 

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She felt the cold coming before there was any visible sign.

Annie let out a sigh as she plopped at her usual table at lunch, long before the rest of her friends arrived. That was one of the perks of having a class near the cafeteria. She looked down at her school lunch, which was one of her favorites, and she frowned; just the idea of eating the food left a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, and let out another sigh, resigning herself to just having the orange juice she had grabbed in place of chocolate milk. Maybe if she did that, the cold would go away before it fully hit her.

She was startled from her thoughts by the sound of a tray clattering beside her, and she turned in time to see Karkat pull out a chair. "Oh, hey Karkat," she greeted with what she felt was her usual smile.

Karkat gave her a look from the corner of his eye as he sat down. "You look like shit, what's wrong?"

The shock on Annie's face made the corner of Karkat's mouth lift in mild amusement. She opened her mouth and closed it, several times, and when she finally got her voice back her face was visibly darker. "You are a sack of shit, Karkat. Ugh." she grumbled, annoyed.

"You didn't answer my question, Annie." Karkat mentioned, starting on his lunch nonchalantly. "What's wrong?"

Annie sighed, absentmindedly twirling a strand of her hair. "Nothing's wrong. I'm just, not feeling the best." Seeing that Karkat had raised an eyebrow and his mouth was full, she continued. "I'm pretty sure I'm coming down with something. It's not that big a deal, though."

The very next day, Annie woke up with the scratchiest throat and heaviest headache she had ever had. It wasn't bad enough to warrant staying home... until the nausea hit. So she pulled out her phone, opened up Pesterchum, and sent a message to Karkat, despite him being offline.

--absolutelyBashful [AB] began pestering carcionGeneticist [CG] at 08:32-- AB: Just thought I'd let you know that the thing I mentioned finally came AB: You know the "I'm coming down with something" thing AB: So I won't be at school today. Tell the others hi for me! --absolutelyBashful [AB] ceased pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 08:34--

Going to the kitchen was hellish, and looking into the fridge made her very upset stomach grumble angrily. But she had to have -something- to eat... Or at least drink.

As she reached for the carton of orange juice Mama had so kindly gotten for her yesterday, Annie's phone chirped, informing her that somebody had logged onto Pesterchum. And as she poured herself a glass, she was notified that somebody had pestered her.

Leaving the short glass of juice for a moment, Annie pulled out her phone to see who it was. "Pffft." Of course it was Karkat.

--carcinoGeneticist [CG] began pestering absolutelyBashful [AB] at 08:45-- CG: HOW BAD ARE YOU DOING? AB: Just nausea and a sore throat so far, nothing big. AB: I just don't want to risk me getting worse at school. CG: DOES YOUR LUSUS KNOW YOU'RE SICK? AB: Well, I told her I wasn't feeling well. AB: She couldn't really stay with me, cuz she has work. But she did get me orange juice! =3 CG: FUCK, ANNIE. YOU ARE SUCH A GODDAMN WRIGGLER. AB: Shut up, I like orange juice ;3; CG: YEAH YEAH, I KNOW. CG: WELL, KEEP ME IN THE KNOW, I GUESS. AB: Will do, Karkat~ CG: IF NOTHING GOES WRONG I'LL DROP BY AFTER SCHOOL, IF YOU WANT. AB: Awww, I'd love that, thank you ;u; AB: Have a good day at school, hun~! CG: DON'T FUCKING CALL ME HUN. --carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased pestering absolutelyBashful [AB] at 08:53--

Annie let out a giggle, putting her phone down. And then she coughed because her throat got irritated. Ugh.

It took her a moment before she finally -stopped- coughing, and then she downed her orange juice, content. She had hopes that whatever it was that she had wouldn't get worse, and that she'd be able to go back to school tomorrow.

But as the day progressed, it became more and more obvious that this sickness would not go away so easly.

By the time Karkat arrived at her house, Annie was curled up on the couch in her blanket, and he could hear teeth chattering and crying. "Holy shit." he muttered, worried. He dropped his backpack by the front door and rushed over to the bundle shaking on the couch. "Annie, what's wrong?"

Muffled moans came from the mountain of blanket, and Annie popped her head out. Her entire face was dark, tears stained her cheeks, and her hair was a complete mess. "I-I-I have a fffffever a-a-a-a-and I feellll sooo shitty..."

"You look shitty too..."

Annie let out a distressed cry. "Karkaaat, I'm sssserious." She started crying again through chattering teeth, and the sense of unease that had been building in Karkat finally reached the surface. He had never seen Annie so upset, and he was rather at a loss for what to do.

When Annie finally managed to calm her crying, she looked at Karkat with such a dejected look on her face it nearly broke Karkat's heart. "I-I-It's not a ggggggood idea for you to ssssstay, Kaaarkat." She paused to give him a weak smile. "I don't wwwwwant you to get sick too..." She removed a hand from her bundle of blanket and tapped her fingertips against her dear friend's cheek. "Thank you for ccccoming, though."

The sigh that Karkat let out was heavy, and Annie was startled by it, and the fact that Karkat had taken hold of her outstretched hand. "Annie Bella, if you think I'm going to leave you here by yourself while you're feeling like shit, you don't know me half as well as you think you do."

Obviously, this was not the reaction that Annie had expected, and Karkat almost smiled at the look of disbelief on her face. Almost. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, absolutely flabbergasted. "B-but, why would yyyyou want to stay with mmmmmme?"

That made Karkat raise an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I? You've been there for me through shitty times." When he finished speaking, he suddenly became hyperaware of the fact that he still held Annie's hand, which was shaking like a leaf and abnormally warm. "Jesus fucking christ, Annie." he muttered, releasing his hold on her hand and pressing the back of his own against his dear friend's forehead.

She winced at his touch. "Y-your hand is cold, Karkat."

"No, it's not. You're just on fucking fire." he replied, furrowing his eyebrows. "Why the hell are you shaking?"

As if on cue, her teeth began to chatter again, and she pulled her outreached arm back into the bundle she had made herself into. "I-i-it's the fever... It mmmmmmmakes me feel c-c-c-c-c-cold."

Karkat let out a sigh. "God humans are fucking weird."

Annie tried to laugh at that, managing to giggle a little before her body decided that she should be crying instead. "God fucking dammit, I hate thiiiis."

Karkat looked at her solicitously, absentmindedly moving strands of her dark brown hair away from her face. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

It took a moment for Annie to compose herself enough to speak. "Orange juice. And, and food." she replied quietly, exhaustion evident in her face.

"I thought you said you were nauseaous earlier?" Karkat asked, raising an eyebrow. All he got in response was a mildly annoyed glare. "Fine, I get it." He pushed himself to his feet, taking a moment to get the pins and needles out of his legs before heading to the kitchen. As he left, he heard Annie call out a quiet 'thank you' after him and he shook his head with a small smile. She was so unbelieveable, that ridiculous human girl.

Annie continued to suffer by herself in the living room, teeth chattering and fits of crying coming and going while Karkat messed around the kitchen. It seemed to take forever, but at last Karkat returned to her with a glass of orange juice in one hand and a bowl of tomato soup in the other. She let out a gasp of delight at the sight, clapping her hands under her blankets.

"Get your ass on the floor, Annie, you're not going to eat on the couch." Karkat scolded when she tried to reach for the food. She pouted at him but complied, scooching off the couch onto the floor near the coffee table, blanket and all. Karkat rolled his eyes but placed the glass and bowl on the coffee table before her. "Here you go, you fucking wriggler." he stated, smirking when Annie gave him a glare.

She proceeded to dig into the food, fighting back the shakes and teeth chattering that her fever made her feel. Karkat sat down beside her, watching her eat slowly. It was a companionable silence, but he broke it to ask a question. "Do you want to watch a movie or something?"

Annie blinked tiredly at him, spoon still in her mouth, though she promptly removed it. "Sure, I don't mind... You can pick something, Karkat."

Karkat grinned, pushing himself to his feet. "Don't mind if I do!"

Annie watched as he moved over to the bookshelf full of DVDs and Blu-Ray movies next to the TV, her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Karkat, you better not be picking 27 Dresses."

"Too late, motherfucker!" he crowed, pulling out the infamous movie from the shelf.

"Noooooo!" Annie cried, falling over in mock defeat. "Not 27 Dresseees!"

Karkat cackled as he made his way over to the PS3 next to the TV, Annie mock crying behind him as she pushed herself upright again. "You're an evil troll, Mr. Vantas." she whined, finishing up the last of her soup while the troll in question sat beside her again with the remote in his hands.

"You know you fucking love this movie, Annie, shut the fuck up." he teased, making her let out an exagerated moan and lean against his side. God, he could feel the heat she gave off even through the blanket she had wrapped around herself. Of course, the girl was a heater to begin with. But this fever shit really put her natural temperature to shame.

After skipping through the previews and setting up the subtitles for Annie's sake, he put down the remote and wrapped an arm around his friend comfortingly. She let out a contented sigh, resting her head on Karkat's shoulder. "Thank you for staying with me, Karkat..." she muttered, her cheeks darkening a bit in embarrassment.

He looked at her from the corner of his eye with a quiet sigh. "You are such a disaster, Annie."

That made Annie lift her head and look at Karkat, her expression puzzled. "Wh, what do you mean by that...?"

Karkat rolled his eyes, shifting his position slightly to get a better look at his friend. "You go out of your way to help everybody, Annie. Even the people that rest of us have given up on. But whenever you're the one who needs the help, you never even tell anybody." Annie opened her mouth to reply but Karkat cut her off. "How long were you curled up on the couch before I came over, huh?"

She closed her mouth, and cast her eyes to the side. "A few hours, probably..." she muttered in reply.

Karkat let out another sigh. "I figured as fucking much." He moved his arm from the general area around Annie's waist to around her shoulder, moving his head so that his forehead was against her's. "You don't have to keep your pain to yourself, you dumbass. I'm your friend, I'm here for you. That's kind of the fucking point."

The gesture was so affectionate, and his words so sincere, that Annie couldn't help but start crying quietly. But she smiled regardless, a soft chuckle escaping her. "Karkat Vantas, you are literally the biggest cheeseball in the entire world." She removed an arm from her blanket and placed her hand on Karkat's cheek, gently moving her head so that she could give his forehead a kiss. "Thank you. Seriously. But, can we actually watch the movie please?"

The look of realization on Karkat's face made Annie giggle. He turned to look at the screen, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "Fucking dammit."

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At this point in time, Karkat deeply regretted bringing Annie over to his house that day so long ago.

It was fine at first. They just worked on their homework together, sometimes pausing their studies to get a snack or just talk about what was going on at school. She was a rather quiet girl, except when she was around people she felt comfortable around. Then she would reveal that she was... actually rather loud. Whenever anybody brought it up, she would blame her hispanic heritage; in a house full of yelling people, you had to yell just to be acknowledged, and it was something that you never really stopped doing.

Anyway.

They had finally finished their homework, and went to the living room to hang out a while longer, since it was still daylight. But, they both stopped when they noticed that there was already somebody else sitting on the couch, arms and legs crossed.

"Kankri, what the hell are you doing back?" Karkat exclaimed, furrowing his eyebrows at the sight of his Dancestor.

The boy on the couch perked up at the sound of his name, and he rose to his feet in a single, surprisingly graceful motion. "Ah, Karkat. It is a pleasure to see you again, it has been too long." He blinked at the sight of the girl beside Karkat, a quiet surprise on his face. "Who is this?"

Karkat snarled. "This is my friend. Answer my fucking question, Kankri."

Kankri let out a sigh. "If you insist. I just got off for Thanksgivng Break. Didn't your ancestor tell you that I would be returning?"

"No. No he did not." Karkat grumbled, crossing his arms.

"Should I head home, Karkat? I don't really want to be a bother..." Annie asked quietly, looking at Karkat.

"There's no need for that."

Annie's head shot up at that, noting that the troll was now closer to them. "I will just head up to my block. But, if you don't mind me asking... What is your name?"

The inevitable happened, and Annie's face flushed. Boys tended to have that effect on her. "Annie. Annie Bella."

He nodded, a pleasant smile coming to his face. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Annie Bella. I am Kankri Vantas."

"N-nice to meet you, Kankri." Annie muttered, doing her best to not look down at her feet.

"Yeah yeah, now that you're done embarrassing my friend, will you go away?" Karkat asked, glaring at Kankri.

"Oh, I hope I didn't actually do that. But, of course, I'll be on my way."

And it was with that said that Kankri passed by them and went upstairs. As soon as they could hear the door open and close, Annie just rushed over to the couch and sat there, her hands covering her face. "Karkaaat, he's so cute..." she whined.

Karkat stared at her for a good moment before going over to her and putting his hands on her shoulders. "No, no he isn't. He's the opposite of cute, god. Pull yourself together, Annie, shit."

~*dropped*~

[awakaru]

So Annie and MW accidentally ended up having a conversation last night.

[01:53] CRJ: Would it be weird to say that I

[01:53] CRJ: Miss Tricksters

[01:54] ?AB: No uwu

[01:54] CRJ: ; ^;

[01:54] CRJ: They're basically my children you know

[01:54] CRJ: Me being who I am.

[01:54] -- ??? annieBella [?AB]  pats. --

[01:54] CRJ: Then again, if they are my children, I've done some pretty illegal shit.

[01:55] CRJ: And watched some pretty illegal shit.

[01:55] ?AB: Yeppp

[01:55] ?AB: Creeper.

[01:55] CRJ: But then again, legality is just another word for morality, and who really gives a damn about a person's ethics?

[01:58] CRJ: Certainly not me, no friend.

[01:58] -- ??? annieBella [?AB]  rolls her eyes. --

[01:59] CRJ: You seem like an almost intelligent girl. What do you think of my little children?

[02:00] ?AB: I'm not overly fond of them, really. =I

[02:00] CRJ: Why's that?

[02:01] ?AB: They make life a bit too dramatic for my tastes.

[02:01] CRJ: Hmm.

[02:01] CRJ: Dramatic!

[02:01] CRJ: Well, you know what they say about drama, Annie.

[02:01] CRJ: Without drama, the show would stop for everyone.

[02:01] CRJ: Know what I mean?

[02:02] CRJ: Admit it.

[02:02] CRJ: If there wasn't drama in your life, it would be a cold, lifeless cocoon, masquerading as something of importance.

[02:03] ?AB: Maybe so. But their brand of drama is just, unappetizing, to say the very least.

[02:03] CRJ: Would you like to report a particularly nasty meal to the head chef here?

[02:04] ?AB: ...That one time, a little while ago. -waves hand absently-

[02:05] CRJ: -taps chin-

[02:05] CRJ: Oh!

[02:06] CRJ: You mean the time you and that double douche thief fucked like wild animals all over the place.

[02:06] ?AB: =|

[02:07] CRJ: How was it! Do you remember anythin?

[02:07] ?AB: Honestly, I'd rather not remember anything.

[02:07] CRJ: You'd rather not.

[02:07] CRJ: Implying you do.

[02:07] CRJ: Heh.

[02:08] ?AB: =|

[02:09] CRJ: Come on, little miss, everyone enjoys a nice bout of rampant sex once in a while.

[02:10] ?AB: =|

[02:13] CRJ: Quite a face you're pulling.

[02:13] CRJ: Come on, twist it into a smile!

[02:13] ?AB: How about no.

[02:13] CRJ: How about yeah.

[02:13] ?AB: No.

[02:13] CRJ: Yup.

[02:13] ?AB: No.

[02:13] CRJ: Mhm.

[02:14] -- ??? annieBella [?AB]  shakes her head. --

[02:14] -- CURRENT relevantJunior [CRJ]  snaps his fingers --

[02:14] CRJ: You know you want to.

[02:14] ?AB: No.

[02:17] CRJ: Yes.

[02:17] ?AB: No.

[02:17] CRJ: Why?

[02:18] ?AB: Because there's nothing to smile about.

[02:18] CRJ: Oh, I see, you're the grumpy type. No-fun-allowed-Alice, eh?

[02:18] ?AB: The party pooper, that's me.

[02:19] CRJ: I'm sure that not /all of you/ is the party pooper.

[02:20] -- ??? annieBella [?AB]  rolls her eyes again. --

[02:21] CRJ: Would you like evidence pointing towards the fact?

[02:21] CRJ: I have audio, video, transcripts.

[02:21] ?AB: =|

[02:22] CRJ: Do I make an  impression on you?

[02:23] ?AB: Everybody makes an impression on somebody.

[02:23] CRJ: Haha, true!

[02:23] CRJ: What kind of impression do I make on you, then?

[02:23] CRJ: What do you think of me?

[02:23] ?AB: You're annoying anf creepy, simply put.

[02:24] ?AB: (and*)

[02:24] CRJ: Annoying and creepy.

[02:24] CRJ: Yeah, I get that a lot.

[02:25] ?AB: Not surprising.

[02:26] CRJ: Hey, whoa, way to offend a guy!

[02:26] CRJ: What did I do to make you so sour?

[02:27] ?AB: Hmm, I wonder.

[02:29] CRJ: Hmmmmmmmm.

[02:31] ?AB: =|

[02:32] CRJ: Well then.

[02:33] CRJ: ((psst i beat mind world))

[02:34] CRJ: ((currently closest to rosa parks!!))

[02:34] ?AB: (Good job~ uwu)

[02:34] ?AB: ( =o )

[02:34] CRJ: Annie, what is it that you want from life?

[02:35] ?AB: Why do you ask?

[02:35] CRJ: Curious. Just a question from one neutral person to another.

[02:35] ?AB: Hmph.

[02:36] ?AB: The usual things, I suppose.

[02:36] -- ??? annieBella [?AB]  shrugs. --

[02:37] CRJ: The usual things may have changed in the many years since I was your age! Explain them.

[02:37] ?AB: Happiness, love, seeing the world, etc.

[02:37] CRJ: Ooh, how cliche.

[02:37] ?AB: Yep.

[02:37] CRJ: Boring, but really interesting at the same time.

[02:38] ?AB: Oh really now.

[02:38] CRJ: Would you like to strike up a bargain?

[02:38] ?AB: Depends on the terms.

[02:39] CRJ: I give you whichever of those things you want the most currently, or the means to achieve it. After that, I set my terms.

[02:39] ?AB: Then the answer is no.

[02:39] ?AB: I'm good.

[02:40] CRJ: Ehh.

[02:41] CRJ: You're a plain one.

[02:42] ?AB: Maybe so. But at least I'm not dumb.

[02:42] ?AB: For the most part, at least.

[02:42] CRJ: I see! True, you could have set yourself up for a wwhopper of a deal.

[02:44] ?AB: Yep.

[02:45] CRJ: And you say you don't care for your other half?

[02:45] ?AB: Not really, no.

[02:45] ?AB: She could be worse, though.

[02:46] CRJ: She's pretty feisty! I like her, she knows how to have fun.

[02:46] ?AB: =|

[02:47] CRJ: Hey, but you must know that first hand, am I right?

[02:47] ?AB: =|

[02:49] CRJ: Sheesh, take a joke.

[02:49] CRJ: I could get much more seriou.

[02:49] CRJ: *s

[02:49] ?AB: It's difficult to tell with you.

[02:52] CRJ: Ahh, I gotta skedaddle, kiddo.

[02:52] CRJ: But have fun, alright?

[02:52] CRJ: Loosen up.

[02:52] -- CURRENT relevantJunior [CRJ]  snaps --

[02:52] CRJ: That's an order. Seeyah around!

[awakaru]

I got bored and did some doodling last night. uwu And I got bored again and decided to color in some of them~

I'm pretty surprised at how good Annie looks in Hope colors... ;w; dlkgjval;kdfjga;lerkgja;ler

Anyway yeah. Have Annie with a stolen Hope hoodie. uwu

[awakaru]

Sol/Ann

...I'm going to assume you mean flushed. Okay? Okay.

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: When they do spoon, Sollux is the big spoon. But they usually sleep facing each other. uwuWhat is their favorite non-sexual activity: Playing video games, whether it's just one of them playing or both of them. uwu Sollux tends to complain a bit when Annie plays her Harvest Moon games, though; he thinks they're boring. Then Annie would remind him that she rarely complained when he hogged the game systems for several days and she would watch him play games with some of his online friends or whatever, and he'd sigh and shut up.Who uses all the hot water in the morning: They never really seem to run out of hot water. Sollux takes, like, power showers that last less than five minutes, and even though Annie tends to spend about 30+ minutes in there, she rarely uses all the hot water.What they order from take out: Take out is a pretty common thing with these two, usually fast food that Annie goes out to get with the occasional pizza night. What is the most trivial thing they fight over: Even though he's gotten better at it, Sollux still tends to forget to eat real food, particularly while he's gotten into a gaming spree that spans a few days. It's difficult to convince him to stop playing his games and come eat. That's one of the few things these two ever really seem to fight about.Who does most of the cleaning: Annie does most of it, but she guilt trips Sollux into cleaning occassionally. uwuWho leaves their stuff around: They both do, but Sollux is definitely the worse of the two. No matter what Annie does, she can never keep the living room clean for long.Who remembers to buy the milk: Surprisingly, Sollux is the one who reminds Annie to get the milk. It boggles her mind how he even knows when they've run out of milk, because she's never seen him drink the stuff.Who remembers anniversaries: They both do. uwu They don't really do anything big for them, unless it's like a milestone, like a certain amount of years.

[awakaru]

eridan/annie, fakir/ahiru, and toki/??

Wow what a list lskdgjldfkjg Okay, I got this. I got this.

Eridan/Annie (canon Eridan, not party meowrail Eridan)

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: They don’t really spoon. Eridan sleeps on his back and Annie sleeps on her side, so she usually ends up with her arm over him and her head on his shoulder.What is their favorite non-sexual activity: Eridan likes to watch Annie while she’s playing her video games, especially her Harvest Moon games. He always questions her about her routine and why she always seems to woo the same character type in each game. He even joins her occasionally; he really likes playing the mini-games on Magical Melody. As for Annie, she likes to mess with him when he’s watching something on the History Channel, and other things like that. She usually ends up in his lap and watching with him, when that happens.Who uses all the hot water in the morning: Eridan does; he also hogs the bathroom until he’s presentable, which has a tendency to drive Annie crazy, especially if she’s in a hurry for something. (“I’m a girl and I don’t take up as much time in the bathroom as you do! Jesus christ!”)What they order from take out: Eridan doesn’t like takeout, so they don’t get any.What is the most trivial thing they fight over: What they’re going to watch on TV. Especially when there are things they each want to watch but they’re on at the same time. They usually settle the disputes by fighting over the remote, and whoever gets hold of it gets to watch what they want, and the loser is forced to record the program to watch later.Who does most of the cleaning: Annie does. Eridan helps with the dishes and takes out the trash, but that’s about all he does.Who leaves their stuff around: Annie has notebooks and pens and pencils all over the place and Eridan’s always nagging her to put them all in one spot, like he does with his own stuff.Who remembers anniversaries: Annie has a tendency to think she’s the only one who does, but sometimes Eridan surprises her by remembering a major one and doing something really nice to celebrate it. He always ends up asking her for things the day after, to repay him for being so thoughtful.

Fakir/Ahiru

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: I don’t really imagine that these two would spoon, actually. They seem more like they’d be face-to-face.What is their favorite non-sexual activity: They like to lounge around the lake a lot. Swimming, picnicing, and the occasional writing session, they all happen by the lake.Who uses all the hot water in the morning: Neither of them, I wouldn’t think. Fakir takes pretty short showers, and even though Ahiru would be in there for a while, she wouldn’t use all the hot water.What they order from take out: They don’t get take-out. They eat at home a large majority of the time, though they do occasionally go to the pizza place in the square.What is the most trivial thing they fight over: The first thing to come to mind would be Ahiru nagging Fakir to stop writing and do other things, like come down for dinner or to come to bed. x3Who does most of the cleaning: They share the chores for the most part, but Ahiru ends up doing the cleaning more often than not. uwuWho leaves their stuff around: Definitely Fakir; there’s paper and ink bottles and quills everywhere.Who remembers anniversaries: They both do~

Toki/Jake (because reasons)

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: Ahaha I imagine that Toki would be, actually. xD Jake would always say that it’s him though, to make himself feel better. But everybody else knows that he’s lying.What is their favorite non-sexual activity: Going out for a walk, or occasionally saving up their money to go on trips across the world. Usually just a walk, though.Who uses all the hot water in the morning: Whoever is the first one to wake up, which is usually Jake. But sometimes Toki beats him to the shower and he complains about the lack of hot water by the time it’s his turn.What they order from take out: Pretty much whatever they want at the time. Jake has to hold back a bit though, because of Toki’s allergies and other things.What is the most trivial thing they fight over: Jake’s a bit of a pushover so if he ever does something that bothers her, he just kinda backs off. But if there’s one thing that these two fight over, it’s how to play certain video games. Jake tends to go looking for side quests and Toki would nag him to get on with the plot already.Who does most of the cleaning: That’s Toki’s gig. The house never really seems to stay tidy for long, though, and it really bothers her.Who leaves their stuff around: There’s shit everywhere, and most of the time they can’t tell what belongs to whom.Who remembers anniversaries: They’re both pretty forgetful of those things. They usually think back and realize that the anniversary had happened a while ago, and then go do something spontaneous to celebrate it, no matter how long ago it actually happened.

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