VI.

[hellshaped]

[Being a "parent" (or whatever) hadn't been as terrible for Hellboy as it had been for a lot of the other residents, apparently. Maybe he was cheating by raising a demon-alien hybrid baby, but. He didn't really care THE POINT IS, it was pretty easy.

Today, they are in the kitchen. Because today is the day for pancakes.]

[And 'pancakes' was

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[sodoomed]

[As James is eating a little bit of pancakes lands near Zim's plate. Zim twitches before tentatively reaching out with his fork and flicking it away.]

[hellshaped]

[Maybe James should be a little less messy when he -- what the hell dude, way to flick pancake all in Hellboy's direction! God!!]

What's the idea? It's not poisonous.

[sodoomed]

[Zim glowers and points his fork menacingly at Hellboy.]

Keep that fffffiiilth on your side! It's disgusting!

[hellshaped]

[POINTING RIGHT BACK WITH HIS OWN FORK. YEAH!]

They're pancakes.

sob

[hellshaped]

[Looking casually at the pancakes. Oh --]

He's a growing boy.

[sodoomed]

[Yes, a normal growing boy with red skin and horns and creepy yellow eyes and a really terrible Zim insisted upon to make the kid look less 'Irken' and more 'human'.

Zim just squints and jabs another waffle, shoving the entire thing in his mouth.]

[peroxicide]

[ ...the fuck is that. The fuck is this! Karkat has not seen a less-human spectacle in all the time he's been here.

It's oddly comforting. But Karkat cracks the Alternian soda he's dug out of the fridge, side-eyeing all of them. ]

[sodoomed]

[Except Zim is having NONE OF THAT because

what.

what.]

Another Vortian? [He's staring. STAAARING.] How many of you are here? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?

[James, being SO HELPFUL, points his fork at Karkat.]

Slave scum!

[peroxicide]

[ Sob. Why is this comforting? He narrows his eyes, not coming closer just yet...other species are supposed to be ground under Alternian heels, not calling them slave scum. ]

What the fuck are you talking about? I'm not a Vortian. Whatever the fuck that species is.

[sodoomed]

Nonsense! I can spot a Vortian slave even with my eyes closed! With your revolting grey skin and those... ugly horns.....

[Zim is not listening... as usual.]

[lady_maz]

[Oooh, so many pancakes, omnomnom! Marian and her twins are hungry so the enter the kitchen, taking in the scene. Marian has one baby on each arm. She sees pancakes, Zim, Hellboy who she's actually met and a baby of a very interesting mix. Ah, castle!]

Hello Hellboy!

[Cheery tone is cheery and she nods to Zim and smiles fondly to babbi eating pancakes with one tooth.]

[sodoomed]

[Zim is just giving this look. Who is this revolting human and who is Hellboy?]

[James looks significantly less suspicious though! Mostly because he's got pancakes and waffles and they're the best things in the world!]

[lady_maz]

[Odd looking man looks at her oddly. Odd looking baby looks happy while eating. Marian puts the babies inhighchairs and prepares dinner for them. Well, it's a free kitchen, after all.]

[hellshaped]

[Oh hey, Marian. Hellboy waves a little at her and her ... twin babies? Huh. Alright.

Anyway, he goes back to pancakes.] Are those both yours?