I Don't Even Know Anymore

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21.      I Don’t Even Know Anymore

WOW it's been a while since I update. I am so so so sorry, and I have a whole litany of excuses prepared, although I realize that there are no excuses. I posted about it on Tumblr, but yeah not everybody has a Tumblr. Or follows me. (Same username as this one.) Well, my mom's laptop got a virus and so she stole mine for 2 weeks, a.k.a. Winter Break, a.k.a. my prime writing opportunity. So there goes that. And then school happened, and projects and... yeah, no. And then I got sick, probably because I never get sick and am therefore careless. So yeah, it's been over a month since I updated. And I wrote like 2600 words. It's okay. Enjoy this, I wrote a lot. While I was supposed to be doing homework. Heh. ALSO!! A very cool person drew this fanart: http://blueravenknight.deviantart.com/art/A-Piilloww-Party-Feeliing2-Jam-506908164?ga_submit_new=10%253A1421201279 for me, and it's super cute Erisol, so go check it out. (: (Fanartisalwaysappreciatedcough.)

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Your name is Simon Captor, and you’ve finished making pancakes. The smell of freshly-made pancakes should be all over the house right now.

And yet, none of your kids, yours or Orpheus’s, have shown up.

… Huh.

Normally, the smell of any kind of food sends Sollux and Mituna running towards it.

You take off your apron (because you are the type of dad who wears a nerdy apron, yes, be quiet) and move to the stairs, putting your hands on your hips and frowning. Then you yell up, “Mituna! Sollux! Breakfast is ready!”

You hear thumps upstairs, then Cronus’s grinning face appears over the stairs at the top. “Does that mean food for me an’ Eri too?”

You smile back and say, “Yes, yes, now come down!”

Cronus disappears briefly, and you hear some murmurs, then he yells, “Vwe’ll be down soon!”

“Good! Also, go get Sollux, will you? He usually comes sprinting towards food,” you say, rolling your eyes and turning away.

You find Orpheus in the living room, watching some show where- oh my god are those two people having sex?

You awkwardly clear your throat, and as Orpheus whips around (blushing fiercely), you say, “Um. Well. Pancakes are ready, when you want to come and eat.”

“I- this was just what’s on, I swear I’m not- okay,” he gives up, turning back to the TV and switching channels. You smile a little as you walk away, back to the kitchen to get the dining room ready.

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Your name is Sollux Captor, and the last time you were you, you were having a fun time. Touching yourself. To thoughts of Eridan. A ghost that used to live in your bedroom.

Holy shit, that’s fucked up.

Since then, you’ve cleaned yourself up, changed, and gone back to your computer, unlocking the door as well. When someone knocks on the door, it nearly scares the shit out of you, but you call out, “Come in!” anyway.

It’s Mituna. He comes in grinning, and says, “Tholluxthhhhh! Breakfatht ith ready!”

“Thankth, ‘Tuna,” you say, then close everything out on your computer. Can’t leave anything open.

As you follow Mituna and Cronus down the stairs, you pray you don’t run into Eridan. After that little session, you don’t think you can look him in the eye for hours.

Lucky for you, Eridan isn’t in the living room, or the kitchen, or the dining room. Huh.

Orpheus is sitting in the dining room, and his eyes scan over the three of you as you walk in.

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