Author's Note : Hi! This is my first ever Homestuck fanfiction I've ever written. It's an AU, with future smuttiness later on, so watch out! I hope you enjoy~

"Haha, you're so fucking useless on that, it's not even funny."

Sollux Captor grinded to a halt on his skateboard and glared in the direction from which the insult had just been spat at him. His eyes narrowed, giving the ebony black-haired teen who had thrown the passing comment at him a death stare.

"Shut up, KK, I'd like to see you bust a move on this thing." Sollux hissed, stepping down on the end of the board, and letting it clatter on the gritted ground for emphasis. "Everyone knows you can't skate for shit. That's why you're sitting over there, being useless."

The other teen scowled, his dark face turning red with frustration. He ran his fingertips through his jet-black head of flyaway curls, his ringlets rustled in the gentle breeze. "Why would I waste my time with skateboarding? That's shit is for amateurs. Now, BMX biking, that's a real thing to do. A real man's sport."

Sollux rolled his eyes behind his red and blue lenses, and stepped back onto his board again. Karkat Vantas, his irritating 'best friend', was perched on top of an unused skating ramp, his short legs dangling down the slope. Sollux was pretty sure he had just tagged along with him to the local skate park just to heckle him. Karkat had brought along his new BMX bike that he had recently received as a birthday present, but he had trouble riding it, for he was too short for it. The bike was propped up against the ramp, with its sparkling-new silver frame, and its impressive set of wheels. Sollux wished his parents would splash out on a new board for his 19th birthday which was coming up, but he highly doubted it. His parents did not have the greatest jobs in the world, and had difficulty in paying the rent each month, let alone having to worry about buying presents for their son. He would be lucky if he got anything, to be honest. Shaking those thoughts out of his mind, he got himself going on his skateboard.

Skating, along with computer programming and video-gaming, was one of Sollux's passions. When he wasn't submerged in his online life, he would be out at the city skate park, sometimes with Karkat (much to his annoyance), just messing around on his board. It was a pathetic old thing, the wood was chipped in places, and the coloured image on the deck was fading. It was barely visible anymore, but if you looked hard enough, you could just about make out the red and blue splattered paintwork, with an achromatized image of a bee in the centre. Sollux secretly thought bees were the most hardcore insects out there. If anything was brave enough to give its life to inflict even the smallest amount of pain on its enemy, it was the bee. He respected them for that. Plus, they made delicious honey, which Sollux basically slathered on everything he ate. In a way, he was glad the image of the bee was faded. People would surely make fun of him for having a bee on his deck.

He couldn't really be seen with a wimpy bee on his board, could he? Sure, he adored the buzzing creatures, but it just didn't match his image. He was of a sizable height for his age, about 5'9'', with a thin, lanky frame. He had a fairly pale complexion, but this varied on whether he had been stuck inside for weeks on his laptop, or if he was out skating. He didn't really tan that easily, but his skin was dark enough for him not to be deemed as someone who didn't get out of the house much. A few light freckles dotted across his nose and peppered his rosy cheeks, which seemed to add to his adorable, carefree appearance. He wore his ginger brown hair long with dwindling locks that stuck out at the sides, and his lengthy fringe just about brushed over his attentive hazel eyes. He always wore a pair of shades; specially tailored so that one of the lenses was blue, and the other red, balanced on the bridge of his nose. He had a slight, yet noticeable lisp, which was the result of his crooked teeth. He had always had bad teeth when he was younger, but the frequent skating accidents had knocked his teeth out of shape. His parents couldn't afford dental corrective procedures, so he just had to put up with it. It didn't affect Sollux too much, just on those rare occasions at college where he had to give a public speech. It didn't really show, Sollux had found he could control it usually, but making speeches in front of the class did worry him. He found it increasingly hard to keep his lisp at bay when he was worried. Luckily for him, most people didn't pick up on it, and were pretty decent about it if they did. Only the douchebags of his class were low enough to bully him about it, and even then Sollux just laughed it off in his cool manner. He had grown accustomed to names such as 'Lisp Boy' and 'Freak', that they had lost their meaning to him. Still, years of bullying in primary school had rendered him to a nervous wreck in social situations with strangers. He hated being the centre of attention. This was why he avoided public speaking if he could help it.

Sollux was building up a speed on his board, as he neared the ramp adjacent to the one Karkat was lounging on. He stopped propelling the board with his right foot, and popped that foot up onto the gritty surface of his skateboard along with his left foot, trying hard to keep his balance. Balance was the key to becoming a great skater, Sollux had discovered, so he focussed on training up his balance rather than practicing fancy stunts, which Karkat was always more than happy to show off with on his BMX. Sollux seared up the slope, concentrating on his balance, and then launched off the edge of the ramp, performing a near-perfect kickflip, and landed on the dusty grit triumphantly.

"Oh, clap clap, I'm soooo impressed." Karkat glowered at him, clapping his hands in mock enthusiasm like a demented seal on caffeine. "Do a barrel roll."

"Fuck off, KK." smirked Sollux, gliding over to the grumpy teenager, who was getting down from the ramp he was sitting on. "You're such a loser, quoting an internet meme in a real life situation."

Karkat simply responded with a throaty growl. "Right, I'm bored with this shit. Can we go back to your place now? It's getting dark. And I don't want to get assraped by the potheads who hang around this dump at night."

"Pff, even they'd be sober enough to avoid your ass." Sollux retorted. He was rewarded with a punch to the arm from his best friend.

"Nobody can resist this choice ass." grinned Karkat, getting onto his bike, his feet just managing to touch the pedals. "What's your mum cooking for dinner? I'm so hungry, I would even eat a whole pot of that nauseating, barf-yellow, sickly-sweet slop you call honey."

"Don't be hating on honey, it's fucking delicious. And it goes with everything." said Sollux, as he glissaded beside the shorter teen, who seemed to be having trouble keeping his balance on his new bike. "You're a little short for that thing, don't you think? You can hardly reach the fucking pedals."

"Shut your face!" Karkat yelled at him, "I can ride it just fine! Watch!"

Karkat skiddered across the gravel, and attempted to tilt on the back wheel. Unfortunately, he was concentrating so much on trying to impress Sollux, he wasn't looking where he was going, and collided into something. The shorter teen was knocked off his bike, and whatever he had bumped into was thrown to the floor as well. Sollux groaned and rolled his eyes, before inspecting the damage caused by his clumsy friend.