[HS] Eridan x Reader [Tides of Hope] Part 1

It's only been a week, but you still feel conflicted at your loss of socialism.  You can't really find yourself to talk to anyone besides Harika. It's strange…A part of it may be because around here, everyone's blood color was different from yours and Harika's. Her's was a light purple, and yours was a light orange. But from what you could see, you could only see a few. There were probably more rarer bloods out there, but from what you studied in Alternian history books, the highest blood color you saw was a cobalt. It seems like the Trolls here have darker bloods than where you come from.

The Blessed Duchess calls you the Pastel Bloods and the Alternia Trolls Saturated Bloods. You didn't understand why until you came here. You felt so out of place, no wonder you didn't want to talk to any other Trolls. Every day, you visited the place called "The Gateway Hall" to see if you ever mustered up any courage to talk to anyone. You didn't.

"Fuck, this is harder than I thought it would be…" You almost regret coming here, but this was YOUR choice. You can't be complaining about a dream you tried so hard to accomplish and just go home. Besides, the Guardians wouldn't have it and would probably kill you. Not in the literal sense though. Your planet, Polithas, wasn't anything like Alternia. You didn't get killed for mistakes or being from a lower blood caste. You weren't really sure how Alternia's killing laws would work on you since you probably have the only light orange blood color on the planet.

You hadn't noticed a shadow creeping up behind you and leaning over slightly, smiling as you stared at the nothingness with your head propped up with your hand.

"Hello there! Water you doing just sitting there like a blowfish~?" For a minute, you didn't hear her. You were too engulfed in your thoughts you didn't notice she was talking to you. "Hellooooo???" Finally you heard her, and blinked at her in slight shock.

"Oh…Sorry I was spacing out." The Seadweller smiled, and stood up straight.

"That's alright~ I'm Feferi, what's your name?"

"It's ______..." You hadn't noticed how monotone you sounded, but Feferi did and she looked at you with concern.

"You alright?" She looked at you more closely, and noticed something was…odd. She didn't know what, but something smelt fishy to her. As if you didn't realize where you were at.

"Huh?…Oh. Sorry, I was just thinking…" You paused, finally noticing she was a Seadweller. "Hey! You're a seadweller just like my friend Harika!" She tilted her head at you in confusion, deciding whether to ask questions or not. "Oh…Harika is my best friend. She's a Seadweller just like you are. Where I'm from, Seadwellers aren't very common."

"Oh yes, they aren't common here either. Do you mind me asking what her blood color is?" You bit your lower lip, a little cautious of this Seadweller. Wait a minute…From the looks of her, she looked like she had…Tyrian blood. No way! She was the Heiress of Alternia! She seemed very nice though…

"Purple…A light purple." She seemed confused once more, and sat down next to you. For a second, she thought you were playing some kind of joke but the seriousness on your face was sincere. That just made her even more confused, unable to ask questions. You noticed this, and forced a smile. "Well…I noticed you're the Heiress so I really hope this doesn't get me or Harika killed but…We're from Polithas…" The consternation on her face was unquestionable, it almost looked as if she was going to pass out.

"P-Po-Polithas???? How in the glub did you get here from Polithas!? I thought the Pastel Bloods weren't allowed off the planet anymore! Oh my glub what am I going to glubbing do oh my glub." She kept rambling on and on how it was just impossible that Pastel Bloods were here even though there was one right in front of her. Fuck, was she going to kill you for being a Pastel Blood? But if she was, then the Guardians wouldn't have allowed you to come, right?

"Oh shit I'm sorry! Was I not supposed to tell you? I mean I don't know I just got here a week ago and haven't unpacked all of my stuff in my hive and FUCK. I fucked up didn't I?" Feferi immediately stops freaking out and turns to you.

"Oh no! That's not it at all!" Her delicate skin radiated a soft glow so dazzling, you were so jealous of how beautiful she truly was. "It's just so amazing that you're from Polithas. We haven't had a Troll from there in many sweeps! Before I was born actually. If I'm 8 sweeps now, I think it was about 11 sweeps ago."

"11…Sweeps? Wow that is a long time." Feferi nodded agreeably, her hair flipping in delicate strands. You really wished you were as beautiful as her, but it's no wonder with her being the Heiress and all. The only Troll on the entire planet aside from the current ruler that has Tyrian blood.

"Do you have a Trollian account? I would love to chat sometime!" At first you forgot they had Trollian on Alternia too. Wait, how does your logic make sense, Trollian was invented on Alternia!

"Oh yes! It's [trollTag]."

"Great! Mine is cuttlefishCuller, feel free to send me a message any time! Sorry, but I have to go. But it was reely nice talking to you _______!" And with that, she bounced off into the distance. Wow, for a future Heiress, she's very bubbly and cheery. You just made your first friend, and it was the stunning and beautiful Heiress. Could this day get any better?

Satisfied with your day so far, you stand up and proceed to jog back to your hive, only to be knocked to the ground startlingly. You yelped, yelling curse words over and over until the person who knocked you down stands up.

"Cod damn it, wwhat the fuck do you think you're doing fuckin' loww-blood!" What is this guys' problem and what's with his weird accent? Nevermind, the day got worse.

"Excuse me? You're the one who knocked ME down, asshole." He turned towards you and scowled as you helped yourself up. "And thanks for your help douche dick." Dusting yourself off, he stomps towards you and eyes you cold between the eyes.

"Wwhat was that, loww-blood?"

"Stop calling me that!" Wait a minute…This Troll…Was also a Seadweller. And a dickish one at that. You didn't even count on their Hemospectrum so he couldn't call you a low-blood.

"Loww-blood! Loww-bloooooood! LOWW-BLOOD!" You grit your fists in anger, wanting so badly to punch the fins off this annoying prick, but THAT would probably get you killed.

"Wow, are you always this mature? That's not like you for a seadweller of your status," you mentioned sarcastically.

"Filthy Landwweller, do you evven knoww wwho you're talkin' to?" You crossed your arms and gave the Seadweller a dirty look.

"No, and I don't care! I wouldn't want to know a dickhead like you anyway. I'd be surprised if you had friends!" That seemed to set him off. He made a face you couldn't quite tell what it meant and just walked away. Didn't utter a word, just silently walked away. Maybe you said too much…You were probably going to regret this. You darted after him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said. I just got angry an-" He slapped your hand away, and looked at you with wet eyes. Shit…You fucked up.

"Don't touch me. This is wwhy I detest you Landwwellers." You pouted slightly, knowing you were going to regret apologizing.

"You started it! I wouldn't have said those things if you hadn't yelled at me first!"

"Tch, typical Landwweller. Thinking just because the other person started it they did no wwrong either." He tugged his cape over his arm and pulled up the collar to hide his face.

"That's not what I meant!"

"Forget this, I'm done wwith you. Just leavve me alone." He tranced away, and all you could do was watch him. "As if you wouldn't be done with me either…", whispering to himself as he disappeared out of The Gateway Hall.