For most people, finding themselves in a strange bed would be weird enough, but most people were actually used to sleeping in beds. However, Karkat was a troll. As such, the sensation of being covered in blankets when he woke up wasn't a pleasant one for him. He felt trapped, wrapped up. Of course, his flailing around the moment he woke up didn't help with that either, as he just got himself tangled up further. By the time the nurse came in to bring him to breakfast, he was a solid mass of boy and blanket rolling around on the floor as he attempted to literally chew his way free.
The sight of the adult human was surprising enough that he froze in placed and stared, allowing her to start prying him loose as she made quiet 'tsk'ing noises with her tongue. He was used to seeing strange things in the dream bubbles, but this was new. The location was one he didn't recognize either, but he was used to that. It was probably just someone else's memory.
It wasn't until he was standing and she was adjusting his clothes that he started to realize what else was off. The clothes weren't his, and that was odd enough, but the oddity of that paled in comparison to the fact that the hands he held in front of himself weren't his either. They were human hands. Since when had dream bubbles caused someone to change species? (He might have guessed he was currently "being" someone else, but that was just a load of pretend hoofbeast shit some of the others had fun with.)
The first thing to do while he was this baffled was, obviously, to pin all blame on the only other person in the room. "What the fuck did you do??"
He was instantly hushed, the nurse sticking a finger over his lips in a way that was far too pale for his liking, but he was still too confused to yell anything further. "Language," she warned him, which seemed utterly ridiculous. "I know Landel's will take some adjusting to, but let's not get off on the wrong foot with the others right away. You'll feel better after you've eaten breakfast."
And still, the woman continued to make no sense. Baffling Karkat into silence wasn't easily done, but she'd accomplished it on their first meeting. He didn't have much choice but to follow her out of the room. Any moment now he expected to have a familiar face pop up and explain things to him, but while they passed many other people in the halls along the way, none of them were familiar and all of them were human.
She said he would be eating with other patients like himself. That, then, would be the time to drill them for answers. However, once his plate was full with who knew what and he was ready to take a seat, she sat him right down in front of what was possibly the most despondent man in the entire room. He tried to stand back up again, but was almost immediately shoved back down as the nurse gave him a far too friendly smile.
Karkat could be obnoxious most of the time, but even he had his limits on who he'd start immediately yelling at. Getting angry at the man in front of him would be like kicking a young wounded barkbeast. But of course it was also impossible for the troll to stay silent for any length of time.
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The sight of the adult human was surprising enough that he froze in placed and stared, allowing her to start prying him loose as she made quiet 'tsk'ing noises with her tongue. He was used to seeing strange things in the dream bubbles, but this was new. The location was one he didn't recognize either, but he was used to that. It was probably just someone else's memory.
It wasn't until he was standing and she was adjusting his clothes that he started to realize what else was off. The clothes weren't his, and that was odd enough, but the oddity of that paled in comparison to the fact that the hands he held in front of himself weren't his either. They were human hands. Since when had dream bubbles caused someone to change species? (He might have guessed he was currently "being" someone else, but that was just a load of pretend hoofbeast shit some of the others had fun with.)
The first thing to do while he was this baffled was, obviously, to pin all blame on the only other person in the room. "What the fuck did you do??"
He was instantly hushed, the nurse sticking a finger over his lips in a way that was far too pale for his liking, but he was still too confused to yell anything further. "Language," she warned him, which seemed utterly ridiculous. "I know Landel's will take some adjusting to, but let's not get off on the wrong foot with the others right away. You'll feel better after you've eaten breakfast."
And still, the woman continued to make no sense. Baffling Karkat into silence wasn't easily done, but she'd accomplished it on their first meeting. He didn't have much choice but to follow her out of the room. Any moment now he expected to have a familiar face pop up and explain things to him, but while they passed many other people in the halls along the way, none of them were familiar and all of them were human.
She said he would be eating with other patients like himself. That, then, would be the time to drill them for answers. However, once his plate was full with who knew what and he was ready to take a seat, she sat him right down in front of what was possibly the most despondent man in the entire room. He tried to stand back up again, but was almost immediately shoved back down as the nurse gave him a far too friendly smile.
Karkat could be obnoxious most of the time, but even he had his limits on who he'd start immediately yelling at. Getting angry at the man in front of him would be like kicking a young wounded barkbeast. But of course it was also impossible for the troll to stay silent for any length of time.
"So, uh. Are you like some dream guide or what?"