I look at my colleagues. All of them, chatting/arguing. Everyone kindly acknowledging the young one. What will Tom be like when he grows up? Cynical? Happy? Small? Tall? Skinny? Fat? Who knows...I activate another call.
"...Hello, can I speak to...Karkat Vantas?"
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[color=626262]"WHO THE HELL IS THIS?"[/color]
"This is Zombie. I'm interested in recruiting you."
[color=626262]"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU RECRUITING PEOPLE FOR? WAIT, THIS IS SOME STUPID SCAM, ISN'T IT? TEREZI? IS THIS YOU? OR THAT FUCKASS JOHN?"[/color]
"Woah, wait, no. I'm recruiting to do some awesome shit, and bring all the trolls back together or some shit."
After a long time, Karkat finally agrees and arrives. I prepare to call the others trolls, while Kanaya decides on the childs fashion, Nepeta teaches it how to live and survive and kill, Vriska teaches it how to manipulate, Sollux tells it how to hack, and Karkat tells it how he can't trust much in life. It's wonderful. My plan is working. I would look outside, but it's physically impossible. No one can find me, unless I wish to be found. Pretty sweet if I say so myself.