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[crabbycustomer]

The Alternia sweep ends with a twelve day holiday interstice; the last day, Twelfth Perigee's Eve, is their least terrible holiday, and marks the culmination of a three hundred hour celebration of the most repulsive and dangerously heart-warming sentiments

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[bloodyvirgo]

Padding down the stairs into Bar proper, a familiar scent catches Kanaya's nose and soon she's standing at Karkat's side, boggling at the food laid out.

"Did You Do All This Yourself, Karkat?"

[crabbycustomer]

"YEAH," he says, awkwardly. It's always awkward being caught being a decent guy. "IT WASN'T THAT HARD, I JUST GOT A COOKALYZER FROM THE BAR AND SET IT TO ROAST AND LET IT SIT FOR A FEW HOURS. THE CARCASSES ARE FRESH THOUGH."

[bloodyvirgo]

Kanaya finds herself smiling brightly at Karkat, and she moves to hug him briefly before taking up one of the pastries.

"This Is Fantastic! Where Did You Manage To Find Scorpions?"

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat endures the hug stoically; it is all part of the holiday.

"THERE WAS SOME GIRL FROM A POSTAPOCALYPTIC VERSION OF EARTH LOOKING TO BARTER SOME FUCKING ENORMOUS ONES, SHE SAID THEY WERE MUTATED VERSIONS OF THE TINY EARTH ONES. THEY LOOKED ABOUT THE RIGHT SIZE FOR US SO I TRADED HER ONE OF THE PLAYING CARD INVENTORY SYSTEMS I SCAVENGED OFF THOSE CARAPACE SOLDIERS."

"RED SPRINKLES ARE THE SPICY ONES. THEY MAKE YOUR MOUTH GO NUMB, JUST LIKE HOME."The pastries are poison glands, cleaned out and stuffed with flour, icing, and cream. And maybe a little bit of poison, in the red sprinkled ones.

[bloodyvirgo]

"I Believe You Got The Better End Of The Deal, If You Will Continue To Have Access To These."

The poison-gland-turned-pastry is quickly swapped out for one of the red-sprinkled ones, and Kanaya lets out a contented sigh.

Sweet, nonexistent troll god, that hits the spot.

[crabbycustomer]

"SHE HAD FOUR OR FIVE OF THEM, I HAVE THE OTHERS STUFFED IN MY SYLLADEX. IT IS REALLY GOOD TO HAVE ROAST SCORPION AGAIN, IT GET SO FUCKING JUICY BROILING IN THE CARAPACE." Karkat rips a chunk of meat loose from the exoskeleton and chases it with some cider.

"SHE SAID SHE MIGHT BE BACK WITH SOME OTHER STUFF, APPARENTLY HER EARTH IS A POST-NUCLEAR HELLHOLE FULL OF DELICIOUS MONSTERS."

[bloodyvirgo]

It takes a moment for her to respond, as she waits for the tingling in her mouth to subside before attempting to speak.

"It Makes Me Miss Home, A Little. Sometimes It Is Not The Same, Just Ordering From Here."

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat grunts noncomittally. "I WOULDN'T SAY I EVER REALLY MISS THAT LOAD GAPER OF A PLANET, BUT I MISS LIVING MY LIFE THE WAY I WAS USED TO. WELL, EXCEPT FOR THE CONSTANT MURDER AND FEAR."

"I CAN'T HELP FEELING LIKE WE ARE JUST SOMEWHERE TRANSITIONAL NOW, LIKE MOLTING CAMP. IT WON'T LAST FOREVER AND EVENTUALLY THINGS WILL SNAP BACK TO NORMAL.".

[bloodyvirgo]

"Yeah," she agrees. "Out Of Everything, I Miss My Desert, And The Sun. The One Out There Isn't Quite The Same. Doesn't Feel Right."

[crabbycustomer]

"IF I HAD HAD A SWEET SET-UP LIKE YOURS, WITH NO NOSY ASSHOLES AROUND TRYING TO PEEP OUT MY BLOOD COLOR, I WOULD PROBABLY MISS IT TOO," he says generously.

"AND YEAH, THAT EARTH SUN ISN'T EVEN FUCKING TRYING, I CAN STAND IT JUST FINE IF I FEEL LIKE BEING A BIG LIGHT-DRINKING WEIRDO. IT IS REALLY WEAK AT THIS TIME OF YEAR ESPECIALLY."

[bloodyvirgo]

"It's Not Just That," she argues. "It just feels off...artificial, almost.

[crabbycustomer]

"I WOULDN'T KNOW, I AM NOT THE EXPERT YOU ARE IN GIANT BALLS OF DUEDLY FIRE."

[bloodyvirgo]

"You Are Definitely Not," she says amusedly. "There Is Only Room For One Sun-Loving Glowworm Of A Troll."

[crabbycustomer]

"HEY, DON'T BE SO HARD ON YOURSELF, YOU ARE BY FAR MY FAVORITE LIGHT SOURCE, IF YOU DON'T INCLUDE MY NIGHTLIGHT WHEN I WAS TWO SWEEPS OLD."

"I MEAN, YOU ARE PRETTY OKAY, BUT THAT NIGHTLIGHT IS IN A CATEGORY BY ITSELF."

[bloodyvirgo]

Kanaya laughs.

"That Must Have Been Some Nightlight, Though I Am Glad You Hold Me In Such Regard."

[crabbycustomer]

"I THINK IF I HAD LOST THAT NIGHTLIGHT I WOULD HAVE LOST MY GODDAMN MIND WITHOUT IT TO TALK TO."