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LittleKarkatXReaderXKankri ~Mornings

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Published: Mar 18, 2014

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You were tired. No, tired was an understatement. YOU WERE EXHAUSTED! But you couldn't complain. Oh no. You had to asked if Kankri needed any help with anything and that was the moment that created this exact moment.

Getting Karkat ready for Daycare.

Kankri, the bastard, knew you detested waking up at such ungodly hours. Plus you don't think Karkat liked you much if at all.

Kankri had left you a spare key allowing you access into his hive to wake his sleeping bundle of-

"I DONT WANNA GO TO FUCKING DAYCARE YOU NOOK SNIFFER!" Karkat screamed.

"Looks like someone's grumpy from waking up." You cooed sarcastically as you got to his level and mushed his chubby cheeks together.

He smacked your hands away before crossing his arms around himself protectively.

"You look like a little imitation of a Kankri, Karkat." You smiled.

"SHUT UP YOU-"

"Now let's hurry and get you ready before Kankri come in and sees you not ready." You said cutting off Karkat's cursing rant.

You grabbed Karkat's sweater that he seemed to have a million replicated of and tried to help him into his sweater but him being stubborn and 1.38 sweeps (3 years old) wanted to do it himself.

"I CAN DO IT! I CAN DO IT MYSELF!" He growled as you tried to approach him.

So you let him. And it was the worst decision he ever made. He had it wrapped around his head four times and somehow up side down. You chuckled lightly at him as you watched him struggle. It was like space travel to him! You would've helped but you couldn't stop laughing. You were gasping for breath as he fell onto the floor as he grumbled and whined.
He couldn't see so he tried to run out his room but kept bumping into the wall. Knocking over toys and shelves in his wake. You knew if you kept this up Kankri would find you both and start on one of his 'little' rants.

"Here Karkat I'll help you.' You called as you rushed over to the little wigglers side.

You grabbed him and held him still as you started maneuvering the sweater off his head. Just as you finally got the sweater off he took a big gasp of air. His messy hair was ever more frizzy from the sweater war he just had and his cheeks were a bright shade of pink. As soon as he quickly caught his breath he yelled.

"SON OF A BULGE LICKER!"

Just as Kankri rounded the corner.