-karlnap oneshots!-

-The one with the easily read boy-

A/N I have blessed you all with a chapter.

Just wait you'll get a couple in the next few days.

There will be more...

Just you wait...

-Astrid-

Karl was not one of those people who could mask their feelings so well you didn't notice. Like when George felt bad and just covered it up with a smile, or when Sapnap felt any and just acted like he didn't;t care, or when Dream got offered and bit his tongue to stop the insults from rolling out. See Karl's emotions literally effected his whole life. It sucked. He remembered where it first started.

It was about Karl's first day at a gifted school. A gifted school was where all the children with power like gifts were sent. You could have super speed, be able to fly or even x-ray vision! He was sent there about a week ago. Karl was pissed, the talking was loud and annoying. It was English, everyone was leaning over and talking to others and it was just too much. Not to mention that the room smelt sickly sweet due to Niki, it wasn't her fault that her gift was letting out poisonous sent, that was why they had to get special jabs to stop the events from entering their systems. But the smell of sugar circulating in the air was enough for Karl. He knew that his emotions controlled things. He remember having a personal sun that floated around his head when he was happy once but he had never seen anything else. 

And of course, stupid, annoying, Quackity wanted to see Karl burst into flames. He could see the way that Karl's knuckles were basically white, while gripping the desk. So the dark haired boy wanted to see how hard and far he could push the brunette. Quackity strode up to Karl's desk and placed his hands down, loudly, hearing Dream and George ooh behind him. They were both ready to watch this go down,. Karl looked up and narrowed his dark blu eyes, he did not look very thrilled to see him and Quackity took notice of that and smirked.

"So how are you Karl?" Quackity mocked and Karl's jaw locked and the dark hired boy above him looked down amused. Karl cocked his neck up slowly and looked Quackity square in the eyes.

"Well, I'm fine." Karl spat sarcastically and Quackity looked at the boy, the narrow blue eyes making him feel smaller already, Karl looked at Quackity and back to his dark wooden desk. Quackity just stood there with his punchable face, his dark har which Karl at this moment wanted to rip out, his dark brow eyes that Karl wanted to poke until they were red and bloody. Well that was a nice thought. Suddenly the room got louder, the scream, the loud fucking sketching of pencils on paper and most of all the fucking conversations, if you asked at that moment what Karl wanted to do, he would literally say he wanted to kill everyone in this room. and Truely he wouldn't be lying.

 Karl could hear every single scream and loud noise and he was fed up. Soon the room could hear thunder, but it was clear skies so everyone ran to the window and it was still the normal light blue skies. Karl didn't move and neither die Quackity, who then felt sudden rain drops, turns out there was a storm forming above Karl, dark grey clouds, he didn't even mind the rain, soon everyone jumped when loud lightning crashes came down near Karl, barely missing his by a second.

Quackity jumped and looked at Karl who was looking at him in spite. Quackity went to put his arm on Karl to sooth him, but Karl glared at him and sent a lightning bolt right into Quackity's arm which the dark haired boy screeched. Karl looked at Quackity unamused and sent another lightning bolt at the boy. He would be fine, they were harmless, just a little electricity but nothing too serious, but it would pack a punch, but will not hurt him that badly. Karl smirked, slightly satisfied that he made the boy scream. 

After this incident Karl wasn't supposed to purposely hurt anyone when he was mad, and the class wasn't supposed to get within a one metre distance whenever they saw cloud. And I can't say the didn't only happen once. So within about the seventh time, this time Dream had been shocked more than Karl wanted to admit, and finally their principal did something about it. So obviously they had to find one way to make Karl calm down. He was close friends with George but that did nothing, he had also been shocked. He couldn't be drugged, he was scarred of those, much like most people.

So they tried to only thing they had left, they had Sapnap. Karl had been dating Sapnap for god knows how long. He always seemed to be calm around the black haired boy, so why not shove him in their class to stop Karl from electrocuting everyone!

Yay!

So Sapnap was added to their class, and George walked in expecting to see thunderstorms clouding the room, like they had seen the past two weeks. But George walked in and there were dark red roses blooming from all sides of their classroom. Karl was red faced with his hands on his face, shielding himself from anything that dared annoy him. George was confused on why Karl looked so red and the room was so flower-y. Then he saw who was behind Karl, so turns out that Karl was sitting in Sapnap's lap, who just leaning back with his hands on either side of his head, smirking slyly. George laughed visibly while walking up to Karl's desk and leaning on it. Karl looked up unamused and pulled George down to eye level, he used his thumb and opened his mouth. George just let him, not down anything to stop him.

Curse Karl for being so pretty!

Karl swiped his thumb across George's bottom lip, hearing sounds of disapproval coming from Sapnap, behind. Karl opened his mouth and stuck two fingers in, soon George could feel something in his mouth. Turns out Karl was forming little flowers in his mouth. George found that whole process really hot but Karl just looked at the both who's mouth was stuffed with Daises. Sapnap grunted behind him and Karl shuffled around in his lao and pecked him on the cheek, hearing more annoying whines from Sapnap. Karl just smiled and turned around continuing making a flower crown on his dark wooden desk. He folded the light green stems so delicately that Sapnap began to take notice of his pale fingers delicately bending and straightening stems of the daisies he had created himself.

He wondered what else those fingers could do.