Fic: Generation Xerox

[acerbictomes]

 Your name is DAVE STRIDER, you are thirteen years old, and a BABY and a DEAD HORSE just crashed into your favorite record store on a METEOR. You are NOT READY FOR THIS.

Dave struggles with raising Bro, after the Scratch. This is my first fic and a monster at 4500ish words, so yeah.

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[betweenredlines]

Listen Tam, I'm surprised this hasn't gotten any comments apart from mine, even where you posted it on livejournal's homestuck page!