Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction! I hope you like it. This is an AU of my own creation, which is mostly Humanstuck with some regular Homestuck elements snuck in. Please R&R!

Extra A/N Edit: This is MY OWN AU. It's mostly Humanstuck (they ARE human), but with the occasional troll-related characteristic snuck in. You will notice the troll things, but THEY ARE STILL HUMAN. My brain is weird and forced me to confuse things. Sorry!

Disclaimer: Homestuck is owned by Andrew Hussie. And references to 4Chords (created by the wonderful Emi) are accidental.

Chapter 1

A lanky, disheveled man ascends a staircase to the main floor of a brownstone house on a dark street, lined with trees and streetlights. He opens the front door and walks into the dim hallway, swinging the door shut behind him. He makes the first right, into the living room, and sees and unusual sight before him.

NePeTa? WhAt ArE yOu DoInG hErE?

A small girl in an oversized army-green jacket sits in the middle of the floor in a puddle of yellow light coming from the street outside a window. She is clutching a half-finished bottle of red soda, with several more bottles littered around her. There are also many empty pie tins surrounding her.

:33 oh, *hiccup* hi gamz33… *hiccup*

SiS? WhAt'S gOiNg On?

The man drops his bag and sits next to the girl, scooping her into his lap. He clutches her tightly, with a worried look on his face. The girl immediately starts to doze, comfortable in his arms. The man takes the soda from her, and drinks the rest. It calms him, but only slightly.

:33 i was *hiccup* hungry, and you always *hiccup* have food. i came *hiccup* over, and you weren't *hiccup* home… so i decided to *hiccup* wait for you… gamz33?

WhAt Is It, SiS?

:33 how do you *hiccup* drink this stuff? it *hiccup* makes me woozy…

The man chuckles, but the worried look remains plastered on his face. The girl slumps in his arms. He picks her up and places her gently on one of the few pieces on furniture in the room, an old, patched sofa. He begins to leave the room, but turns around at the doorway.

NePeTa? I'lL bE rIgHt BaCk, OkAy?

:33 *hiccup* okay… wait, gamz33?

YeAh?

:33 i *hiccup*… i think i love you…

The man chuckles again, but this time out of surprise. He makes his way to another small room, a cramped bathroom with a large mirror above a stained sink. He looks at himself in the mirror, assessing his features. He has a long face, with shallow cheeks and a narrow nose. His saffron eyes, with their indigo pupils, sit under a sloping forehead. Slightly smudged gray makeup covers most of his face. He quickly washes away the paint, revealing deep diagonal scars stretching from under his left eye to his right cheek. He straightens up, and sighs at his reflection. Oh, Nepeta, he thinks. Who are you, really?

He quickly walks back to the living room, where the girl is lying on the couch. She hears his heavy boots against the polished floor, and opens one eye to watch him.

HeY, nEpEtA?

:33 yeah, gamz33?

I'm GoNnA gO tO bEd. I'lL bE iN tHe OtHeR rOoM iF yOu NeEd Me.

:33 okay… *hiccup*

The man turns into the hallway, towards his bedroom. His mind is swimming. She loves him? After what he did to everyone? He deserves these scars. He deserves pain and so much more, but he gets forgiveness. And love. These feelings confuse him.

He reaches his bedroom. The largest piece of furniture is an ebony 4-poster bed pushed into a corner. A desk, cluttered, with a lamp, takes up another side of the room. The closet is almost empty, and a pile of dirty clothes sits in one corner near the door. A large window takes up most of the far wall, providing a view of a nearby park. The bed is made, hospital corners and all, a reflection on the man's childhood at boarding school. He sighs and takes of his shoes, shedding his jacket and t-shirt at the same time, and throwing his cast-off clothing into a pile. He climbs into bed by the light from the window, sighs, and closes his eyes.

A while later, he awakens suddenly. There is a shadowy figure in the doorway.

:33 hey, gamz33?

Oh, NeP, iT's YoU. yOu ScArEd ThE cRaP oUt Of Me.

:33 oh, sorry. gamz33, can i sleep with you? your house is cold.

UmMm, SuRe, I gUeSs…

The girl rubs her eyes with her fists, and makes her way across the room and into the bed. She curls up next to him in a cat-like fashion, quickly dozing off. The man stares at her for a second, unsure of this new development. He lies back down, and whispers quietly to himself.

I tHiNk I lOvE yOu ToO, nEpEtA.

A/N: I'm gonna guess you noticed the eyes thing and the sopor thing. Again, this is just my brain being weird. They are very much human! I may iron out some of these things later to make them seem more human. I'll think it over when it comes back into play. Thanks for reading!