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It was raining outside. There was nothing unusual about that. But it wasn’t only about the weather. Inside Nepeta’s heart there was a hell of a storm, bigger than any natural disaster.
"This is it", you thought, "it’s all over now".
Scrolling the messages at Trollian, you read what Karkat was saying. He was announcing to everybody that he and Terezi were matesprits now. And there is this voice in your head, saying “told mew so.” You feel like you should be angry, cry, make a mess at your hive and tell Karkat to go fuck himself, but you don’t feel like any of these things. Instead, you feel empty.
Matter of fact is, you dedicated too much of your time worshipping this ship to prepare yourself for the sinking that you always knew that would come. Everybody already knew of your pity for him. And of his pity for Terezi.
Terezi.
As these thought pass by your mind, you notice your beeping tablet. Looks like she’s trolling you.
gallowsCalibrator [GC] started trolling arsenicCatnip [AC].
[GC]: H3Y N3P3T4
[GC]: 1M GO1NG TO CUT TH3 ROL3PL4Y H3R3 4ND B3 S3R1OUS FOR 4 CH4NG3
[GC]: 1 4M R34LLY SORRY
[GC]: 1 KN3W K4RKL3S W4S YOUR FLUSHCRUSH BUT 3V3RYTH1NG H4PP3N3D SO F4ST
[GC]:1M SORRY N3P3T4
[GC]: YOUR3 MY B3ST PL4TON1C FR13ND AND 1 SHOULD H4V3 CONS1D3R3D TH4T
[AC]: :33< wowie terezi
[AC]: :33< you type really fast
[GC]: W1LL YOU FORG1V3 M3 N3P3T4?
[GC]: 1F YOU W4NT TO 1 C4N 3ND MY M4T3SPR1TSH1P W1TH K4RKL3S TOMORROW
[AC]: >:00< noooooo!!!!
[AC]: :33< dont you dare, terezi
[AC]: :33< im not mad at you
[AC]: :33< at all
[AC]: :33< in fact, im really happy fur you both!
[AC]: :33< also it would be really selfish of me to tell you that you cant pity karkat beclaws you obviously pity him as much as i do or even more!
[AC]: :33< besides
[AC]: :33< i know you would do the same thing
[GC]: WOW N3P3T4
[GC]: TH4TS R34LLY NOBL3 OF YOU
[AC]: :33< thanks
[AC]: :33< just take good care of him, will you?
[GC]: 1 PROM1S3 1 W1LL
[AC]: :33< great
[AC]: :33< now if you excuse me
[AC]: :33< im going to update my shipping wall
arsenicCatnip [AC] ceased trolling gallowsCalibrator [GC].
arsenicCatnip [AC] disconnected.
You walk to your shipping wall, staring at your supreme otp. Next to the wall there is a bowl with water, a sponge and some soap. You take a deep breath and start washing it. So many sweeps wasted. So much fan art for nothing. So many days dreaming about being with him. And now you throw it all away. Because if he’s not willing to wait for you, neither does you, Nepeta Leijon, the most dangerous huntress in alternia. If you’re strong enough to kill dozens of beasts, then you’re strong enough to find another OTP, don't you? But what OTP? What waits you now?
You notice you’re crying. You wouldn’t be able to hold it for much more time. Of course. No one would. You also notice you don’t have any other backup plan. No one else to ship with yourself in the red quadrant. For the first time, you have no planning to follow.
Your name is Nepeta Leijon and you’re in the hunt for an matesprit. Let the games begin.