[Everything in John's existence seems to shut down. Fuck his human gender rules, Karkat is holding their child and it's every bit real. No, wait, he's every bit real, he is real and his little bitty legs are moving just as very real as the noises he's making. John touches his own teeth, feelings at them as he stares at the grub's. Oh god they're the same, they're the fucking same oh god. Shouldn't they have gotten nine months to prepare for this? This is sudden, it's really sudden, and he really doesn't know what to do from here. He played with the babies of his friends and their guardians way back in the ectobiology lab, but he really just...well, he was a really god baby-sitter and taught them the ways of Con Air. That was awesome.]

[None of those babies was his kid, though. A few looked like they could be, his and Jade's lines, but they...weren't. This little troll baby with insect legs and nubby horns and his teeth is, well...it's--he's his, apparently, and now John has two kids and oh man how is Casey going to take this.]

[He swallows thickly, and he's shaking a bit, because this is kind of a huge responsibility and he doesn't know how to take care of a trollbaby, and he's smiling despite all the nervousness when he, John's squirmy little grub-baby with Karkat, giggles and wiggles. Just. oh fuck. it's too cute. John comes up around Karkat's side that's absent of babby, slipping his arm around him and getting a better look at the grub.]

He's really cute. Kinda hoping he doesn't have your temper...

[He kisses Karkat's temple, and Karkat may be able to feel his slight tremors.]

So...what do we do, now? I don't know how to take care of a baby...