@pesterchvms "did someone say.... wiggling day?" slips this in from jade
KARKAT BLINKS, surprise slipping over his features. he honestly hadn’t expected any of the humans to be aware of his wriggling day. it makes something warm wiggle into his chest and he squashes that feeling immediately. nope, not going there, not at all. he raises an eyebrow at her.
❛ who told you !? terezi ?? she’s always doing shit like that. ugh !! i never fucking ask her to organize things !! it’s just a wriggling day !! but she’s always gathering our fucking friends together and insisting we celebrate !! it’s not the worst thing in the world but when you get a bunch of grub loving idiots together it grates on my think pan. like fucking claws on metal. ❜ he’s ranting but it’s just his normal ranting, no actual heat or distaste. he’d rather die than admit it out loud, but having his friends around on his hatching day soothes some lonely little part of him.
he squints. ❛ not that you’re one of those aforementioned grub loving idiots. you’re actually一 ❜ whatever word he’d been considering escapes him and he just gestures instead. the humans are a bit confounding to him in their personalities. even the harshest of them was soft around the edges. whereas even the softest of his friends outpaces them in the violence category. and he’s not entirely sure how that makes him feel.
❛ anyway, yes. it’s my wriggling day. ❜
