daisy meeting her new sister for the first time…. I think she likes her
THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY
Theresa Pyrope sat on the bed, sniffing around, sighing slightly. She put her grey hands on her head, feeling around for the horns that were on there. The doctors had said that there weren’t any horns on her head, and her skin was not grey. Clearly the doctor was as blind as she was, because she could smell the colour of her skin, and it was clearly grey. ‘Oh no Theresa, you skin is white, not grey,’ Pfft. She hated when the doctors called her Theresa, her name was Terezi, not stupid Theresa. She remembered when her mother brought her to this place, because she needed ‘help’. Theresa didn’t understand why her mother couldn’t see the grey skin and horns, which tended to annoy her because not really anyone could. One time she hit her mother with her cane, because she wouldn’t believe her. That was the whole reason she was in this stupid place. She did know a few other people in the ‘hospital’, however, like this one kid named Dave who thought he could control time. He was pretty cool. She tended to walk around, and go into his room, and talk with him. There were others she had met, but that was pretty much it. She began to fiddle with her horns, before she smelt someone come in.
A doctor walked into her room, holding a kid’s hand. He looked about her age. “Theresa, I’d like you to meet someone. This is Karter, a new patient here. We are introducing him to everyone here, so that he can get a warm welcome.” Karter seemed like the type of guy who was always grumpy.
Terezi raised her head, taking a whiff at the two people. A new patient? Sounded interesting. She lifted her legs up onto the bed, crossing them, as she waved at the boy, “Hey Karter,” She greeted, using her regular, suspicious smirk, in an attempt to make him feel as unwelcome as possible.
"…Hey…" Karter mumbled. He honestly didn’t know why his dad thought bringing him to a mental hospital was really that necessary. It was just anger issues. It wasn’t like it was a huge deal or anything. Well, okay, maybe destroying his older brother’s violin was going a bit too far, but god, Kent (Kankri) was fucking TERRIBLE at it. How else was he going to get him to stop?
She tilted her head slightly, as she pushed her glasses up, keeping her grin etched onto her face. This guy seemed to be rather mad, or annoyed at something, according to his stench, which was horrible. Dude, take a shower. Her nose twitched slightly, as she brushed her thumb against it. “Why are you here?” Terezi asked him, as she raised an eyebrow.
"It’s a little hard to explain. My stupid dad says it’s anger issues, but I don’t get why he thought it was a good idea to bring me here." Karter took a look at Theresa. He had no idea why, but her smirk seemed kind of… cute. So much for trying to make him uncomfortable.
"Have you ever murdered someone?" She asked, giving him a confused look as she placed her chin in her hands. There were a lot of murderers in this place with anger issues, like this one kid named Gamzee, who killed like 2 people. But this guy didn’t really have any rage, so it seemed like he was just some ‘misunderstood’ teenage boy.
"If you count my fucking brother’s violin, then yes."
"So no actual murders?" Terezi replied, as a wave of slight disappointment came across her face, and her grin faded a bit.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but no." Shit. This girl was probably going to think he was just a boring fuck like everyone else in this god damned prison on planet bullshit.
"Darn, would have been cool to be friends with a murderer," She said, as she laughed slightly. She raised her hand and lowered down her glasses a bit, giving him a wink as her smirk widened.
"So, you’re name’s Theresa, right? Unless if there’s a nickname you liked to be called by. One of my old friends liked to call me Karkat. I never knew why, he said it just fit. That dumbass…" Karter rolled his eyes.
"My name is Terezi, so call me that, only the doctors and my mother call me Theresa," She told him, her voice slightly firmer than before, "And I’ll call you whatever you like,"
Terezi… he liked that. It had a nice ring to it. “You can call me anything, really. I don’t give a shit what people want to call me.”
She stayed silent for a moment, thinking, before she thought of an excellent nickname, “I’ll call you Karkles, then,”
Of all the nicknames he had ever gotten, this was one of the stupidest. Whatever. “Alright, Terezi. Why are you here?”
"I went on a rampage and murdered 18 people," Terezi quickly replied, as she fiddled with her glasses. She made it seem that murdering 18 people was the most common thing in the world.
Holy fucking shit. Karter knew he should be uncomfortable around this girl, but that seemed BADASS. Not that murdering people was a good thing, because it wasn’t. But he wasn’t about to say that to her.
She looked back over at him, sniffing again, as she gave him a confused look, “Is there a problem?”
"No, nothing." Karter blushed slightly. One thing that the doctors forgot to mention to Terezi is that he was an albino. He never really fit in with the rest of the patients. He felt like a mutant.
"I didn’t actually murder 18 people," Terezi replied, as she laughed at him, rolling her eyes, "God, you’re so gullible,"
"Don’t fuck with me like that!" Karkat snapped. "Why are you really here?"
"Because apparently having horns and grey skin is a form of being crazy," She told him, as she stopped laughing, but continued to smirk.
Oh, that explained a lot. She thought she was a monster of some sort. Karter decided to just roll with it. “Grey skin, huh? Mine is practically white. Literally.”
"Yeah, I can sniff it," She told him, rolling her eyes slightly, "You smell like vanilla ice-cream that had been dropped into a pile of shit,"
"Gee, thanks a lot." Karkat grumbled. Then something hit him. "Wait, smell?"
”Yeah, you see this?” Terezi asked, as she tapped her nose, “This is a nose, people use to to smell things,”
”Yeah, but…I don’t smell any vanilla or shit on me.”
"It was just a way of saying that you’re really white," She told him, sighing slightly. God, this kid seemed really stupid.
This girl made no sense. Was there something else wrong with her? He took a closer look at her eyes. Was she…? No way. That can’t be… was she blind?
Terezi gave him a confused look, as she scooted back on the bed a bit, “What?”
”Are… you blind? I’m just wondering.”
”Well, yeah,” She replied, as it if it was obvious. Which it was, according to her.
”Well excuse me if I didn’t know that before.” Karter growled.
"It’s kind of obvious, Karkles,"
Karter rolled his eyes. “Sorry. Damn…”
She sniffled a bit, before she put her head in her hands, a few tears rolling down her cheeks, “Why does everyone always have to be so mean to the blind girl…?”
Karter’s eyes widened. “Oh my god… Terezi I’m sorry. I just didn’t realize it until now…” He wrapped an arm around her, in an effort to comfort her.
She slid away from him, as she wiped her eyes,” D-Don’t…you’ll just make fun of me…”
"Terezi, why the fuck would I do that? I’m not *that* heartless."
She laughed a bit, rolling her eyes as her smirk returned, “I’m joking, dumbass,”
UGHHHH… “You fucking scared the shit out of me! Don’t do that, you moron!” Karter was blushing a whole lot more than usual.
Terezi laughed, wrapping an arm around her stomach, “Hehehe, you’re so gullible,”
Karter had his jaw dropped. How could this girl be so pretty, yet so infuriating at the same time?
She giggled, as she poked his stomach, “Dummy,”
"Oh shut up…" He wrapped an arm around her again.
Terezi poked his cheek slightly, “You’re blushing,”
"No shit, Sherlock."
”It’s cute,” She told him, laughing a bit.
”It’s not fucking cute. We both know who the fucking cute one is. Which is… uh… you…”
"Awe, thanks, Karkles," Terezi replied, as she blushed a bit herself.
"…No problem." A doctor then entered the room. "You two having fun? It’s almost lights out. Say ‘bye’ to Theresa, Karter."
Karter narrowed his eyes. “Her name is Terezi.”
”It’s fine,” She told him, smirking, “Bye, Karter,”
He planted a quick kiss on her cheek and left with the doctor.
She giggled a bit, waving as he left the room.
*(based off this post right here: http://byakurenbreak.tumblr.com/post/77774804801/somewhat-majestic-psychopath-meulindaleijon)*
Why aren’t there more posts on here about the Scooby Doo movies? Because seriously
shaggy is my favourite character but the guy who plays shaggy is my favourite actor because he has to do every schene with scooby without another actor so e’s yelling at thin air that it’s mom eats cat poop
I love Scooby Doo