AU where Everyone else is a human except for the Signless who has somehow found hinself escaping Alternia and plopped right into the backyard of the Diciple, Meulin Leijion:
Meulin met the stranger cowering underneath the rags as though they were his life support. Staring up at her with yellow eyes, she would have worried about his health if not for the fact that she was also distracted by the grey skin and red eyes peering up at her with a fright. Even more aparant that he was not human were the beight orange horns she could spot under said rags. But her eyes couldnt helo but return once again to his wide eyes. Unable to understand what was before him. Weighing if she was a threat or not.
She finally knelt to eye level with the strange creature and smoke as gently as she could. "Whats your name? My names Meulin."
He stared at her for a good while before finally speaking up, with a strong and almost steady voice. "My names Kankri."
"Kankri. You sure look weird-" her eyes then caught sight of something else red. Bleeding into the rag that covered most of his body. Her eyes turned wide and without thinking she threw her hands out to him. "YOUR BLEEDING!!" She screamed out. "Quick! Whats your type!?"
He stammered for a bit. Almost flustered, like she just asked a personal question he wasnt expecting to answer. But her shrill voice moved him to speak it anyways. "Kind. Understanding. Someone with high values of life and equality."
"What? No! Whats your blood type!?"
"Um... Er... Red?"
She had to hold her face with her hands. What was this aliens deal?
Study hall is probably the only time in school that you actually have time to yourself. The rest is spent either sitting through lectures about the different topics the district throws at you or paying attention to Candace. Both are exhausting to keep up with and seem to always acquire constant attention or you might miss something. You lean back into your chair and sigh, you finally completed just about every assignment the teachers gave you with about a half hour to spare. Might as well go to the library to waste time. You pack up your things and ask the study hall teacher to go to the library which of course is a yes. Once you're there, you sign in and begin roaming through the shelves for something to read. It wasn't until you hit the history section that you find something interesting. It's not a book, it's a person; a small person trying to reach a book on a higher shelf.
“Need any help shorty?” You say with a snicker. He looks to you and tries to hide a grin.
“Shut up it's not funny.” You move toward him and place you hands on your hips, looking at the top shelf with ease.
“What are you trying to get Silas?” He points on his tiptoe.
“It's the red binded one.”
“This one?”
“Yeah.” You pull down an old thick book and look it over before handing it to him.
“Si, this book looks like it's been through hell and back.” He only smiles down at his new possession, almost looking like a child with a new toy.
“It's just old,” Silas dismisses, running his hands over the spine. “But that doesn't mean the information lost any of its value.”
“Even though it looks like it'll fall apart at any second?” Silas arches an eyebrow at you.
“Stop insulting the book asshole.” You laugh.
“Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize my remarks were aging it ten times faster.” The hidden grin on Silas’ face finally breaks and you grin back.
“You haven’t changed Orion.”
“And you haven’t grown.” Silas punches your arm again.
“Did you come in here for something or to insult my height?”
“No I finished all my work and need something to do.” Silas laughs.
“So you come in here to pick on me? Orion I thought we were friends.”
“I wouldn’t say picking on you, more like making observations.” You smirk. Silas shifts his book in his hands and moves over to sit on the floor.
“Will you sit with me? If you need something to do I think catching up with each other seems like a pretty good idea. You shrug of your backpack and slide down the wall to sit next to your friend.
“Why on the floor though?” You ask slightly getting irked with the thought of the dirty floor ruining your new jeans.
“Because I’m to lazy to go find a proper place to sit,” Silas shifts to look at you with the goofiest smile on his face. “Now tell me what I missed all these years.”
You tell him a little about you first, your family, friends, and school life. Then you go on to talk about the classmates you had back when you were younger; how some changed and some are different. After he tells you about his life after he moved, talking about his beloved mother and her job and his old high school and the friends he made there. The two of you talk until the bell rings. After he leaves you feel really reminiscent and happy. Your friend has returned and he’s still the same short, goofy, and strong willed Silas Vantas he was when you two were little. The only difference being he talks a lot more than he did but you can get used to it. You think.
You go to your locker to go switch out some things for your next class when two girls come over to go to their own.
“He’s a really sweet guy even though he’s clumsy.” A girl standing next to your locker says to her friend. You’re not the one for gossip but these girls are talking loud so it’s impossible to not hear them. The friend giggled and swung her locker door open.
“You should have seen him back in elementary school. But his cuteness makes up for it.” You roll your eyes and shove another textbook into your backpack. They’re probably fangirling over one of your teammates on the football team.
“All the teacher absolutely adore Silas, and he’s only been here for one day!” You hear one of the girls say. You slow your movements for a second. So it’s Silas they’re talking about. You’re not very surprised considering how fast word travels i the school. Everyone has to know him by now.
“Well no duh, just look at him. I don’t think it's possible to hate him.” Guess they haven’t been around The Queen lately. You shake your head slightly and stick a Powerade bottle into your bag as well. You feel a tap on your shoulder to see Darnell Zahhak behind you staring at the ground.
“What.” He pushes his bangs behind his ear.
“She wants to see you.” He says quietly.
“Who?”
“Candace.”
“What does she want now?” You say with a tired sigh. Darnell shrugs his shoulders and shifts his eyes to look at you.
“She didn’t say but she said to hurry.” You close your locker and swing your bookbag's strap over your shoulder.
“Where is she.” He turns around and starts walking away with a simple “Follow me please.” And you do. He takes you upstairs and towards the language hallway where you see a large group of kids gathered. You push through them to see Candace hovering in front of a girl who is cowering against the wall.
“You want to repeat that?” She hisses. The girl quickly shakes her head and says no repeatedly. You step forward and place a hand on Candy's shoulder.
“What’s goin’ on?” You ask. Candy turns to you with a scowl set on her face. She violently shrugs off your hand and points to the girl by the wall.
“This tramp thinks she’s better then me.”
“What are you talkin’ about?” Candace moves toward the girl, her heels clicking against the cold tiled floor. She grabs a fistfull of the girl’s shirt and points again.
“This bitch,” she begins, “Thinks she’s better than me.” Her teeth are clenched and her words linger in the completely silent hallway.
“She must have thought it would be so fucking funny to show me up in class by answering the teacher ‘fore I could.” Candace turns to the girl her face turning even colder. “You thought that was funny? Did you?”
“I-I-I swear I d-didn’t! Honest Candace I-I-”
“I don’t want to hear your bullshit! How dare you think you’re better than me!” Candace snapped. “Apologize!”
“I-I’m sorry!” Candace laughs and grips the girl’s shirt tighter until her knuckles turned white.
“I don’t think the kids in the back could hear you sweetheart! Say it louder for them to hear.” You see from your peripheral vision that some of the kids look away and other shift around.
“I’m s-sorry!” You take a deep breath, this girl is going to be destroyed you know it.
“Candace, I think she gets the point.” You tell her calmly. She directs her glare towards you.
“No, she needs to know who’s the boss in the school! And it seems everyone needs a reminder, now louder!”
“I’m sor-”
“What the hell is going on?!” You hear multiple gasps and everyone turns to see Silas and his two friends breaking through towards the middle.
“I’m sorry,” Candace says with fake innocence. “But I don’t believe this has anything to do with you.” Silas scowls and quickly moves toward Candace and the girl and pulls her hand off the girl’s shirt leaving both girls, the crowd, and you, all in shock. He kneels to the girl’s height with a smile.
“Are you alright?” The girl only blinks at him, still obviously taken aback.
“Seems like your shirt’s all wrinkled, I’m sorry about that. If I had an iron I would fix it myself.”
“S.L that’s weird as hell, you don’t offer shit like that.” Tsymon sighs from where he and Disanna stood in the middle. Silas turns to him with an unamused look.
“It is not Tsy, it’s genuine politeness.” He chastised. He turns back to the girl and smiles again.
“Here,” He pulls out a folded piece of paper which he folded more into an origami flower. “You deserve a real flower but for now this it the best I can do.” He takes the girl’s hand and places the flower in it gently. Silas pulls the girl to her feet and you can now see she’s visibly trembling. Candace moves in front of Silas and glares daggers at him.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?!” She screams. “You’re new asshole, don’t get cocky!”
“Just because I’m new here, doesn’t mean I don’t have the sense to stand up for what is right.” Silas glares back. You want to tell him to stop. To not challenge the Queen, you’ll lose. Candace pushes him.
“You are digging a deep hole little boy, you’re already on my bad side.”
“I think I’ll live Candace, I don’t care for being on either one of your ‘sides’, it’s obvious that we wouldn’t be much of good friends anyway seeing how we treat others differently.” Silas casually pushes his messy bangs out of his face and walks past the steaming Pieces towards the girl.
“I hope you’re unharmed.” He says. The girl nods her head, her eyes constantly darting between him and Candy.
“Good.” The bell rings and the crowd immediately begins to disperse leaving Candace, you, Darnell, Silas, Tysmon, and Disanna.
“You are dead meat Roach,” Candy growls through clenched teeth. “Normally I would be gracious to new kids but you’re an acception.” She flips her hair behind her and struts away quickly.
“Candace!” You call after her but she continues on her way. You hear someone burst out laughing behind you and you turn to see Disanna latched onto Silas laughing loudly as people walk pass in curiosity. Darnell looks at you with a confused expression, Tsymon is grinning, and Silas. He’s just staring at you.
“Silas?” You ask cautiously.
“Why didn’t you call your friend off that poor girl instead of just standing there?” Disanna stops laughing to look at you as well.
“What are you talking about?” Silas walks over to you his face pulled into almost an angry frown.
“Orion, Candace was walking all over that girl and you just stood there! How could you do that?” You put your hands on his shoulder and look him in the eyes.
“Because I know not to fuck with Candace Peixes. Silas she’s dangerous, you don’t mess with her.”
“Dangerously annoying.” You hear Tsymon say under his breath. You shoot him a glare. Silas jerks away from you.
“She is made up of nothing more than the attention people give her, and you’re one of those people Orion!” All you can think of is how screwed he is if he doesn’t wise up.
“I’m one of the people who actually know the rules of the place before speakin’ up outta nowhere.” Silas glares daggers at you.
“If I hadn’t have spoken up, Candace would have continued to harass that girl for no reason only because she’s full of herself!” He yells to you. You see the fury raging through his eyes.
“Si, you don’t understand.This school is different than your old one-”
“Yeah you’re right,” Silas moves away from you. “Because back at my old school, there weren’t many people like you.” He swiftly turned around and walked away, his friends following right behind him. You stare at his retreating form not knowing what you were suppose to do now. The two of you were just buddy buddy in the library and now he practically hates you. Just great. You feel a tap on your shoulder and Darnell is looking at you through his glasses.
“Are you alright?” He asks. You shrug and shift your bookbag.
“I don’t know.”
“Well we better go before class starts or we’ll be late.” Darnell nudges you toward where Candace had stormed off to earlier.
“Yeah.” Was all you managed to say as your head continued to buzz over the events of what just happened.
My @homestuck-secret-santa gift for the lovely @waywardpoppyknight !
I saw you liked Ancestors... I also love ancestors... So I decided to draw something happy! Signless’ gang while everything was still happy! Dolorosa made winter clothes for all of them but Meu refuses to wear them. (Except for the gloves. she likes the gloves... after she put holes in them for her claws)
They’re supposed to be playing a game of tag. Kankri said that mom’s base (mainly because he needs to catch his breath, damn, its near impossible to outrun Meulin!) And Meulin is very aware of this fact and is kittycat guarding him to tag him as soon as he let go. Rosa is most concerned about the fact that Meulin is barely wearing any clothes and it’s freezing out.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy your gift and Happy Holidays!
