Just a short prologue to give a little background.

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Prologue

The eight year old boy sat in the chair next to his bed. It was another routine walk through. Some parents were looking to adopt. He never got adopted. After several years of not even being looked at, he had given up trying.

He felt more than saw someone standing in front of him. He looked up to see a girl standing in front of him.

"Hi." She said.

"Hey."

"What Is Your Name?"

"Karkat..."

"I'm Kanaya."

"Are you new here?" the boy asked looking around. People didn't usually talk to him.

"I Am Here With My Parents. They Are Looking For A New Brother Or Sister For Me." She grabbed his hand. "Come On. I Want You To Meet Them." She pulled him along behind her towards her parents. "Mommy, Daddy, I Want You To Meet Karkat."

Karkat looked at the ground, his face beet red.

"Hey little man. Do you want to go home with us?" The girl's father asked, crouching down in front of him. Karkat looked up and nodded, tears filling his eyes. "Hey, don't cry." The man hugged Karkat and Karkat felt stunned for a second before hugging back and crying even harder.

The woman who ran the orphanage smiled warmly. "I'll get the paperwork."