She woke up with a set of hands crossed around her throat.

Rose struggled against the heavy weight of the troll sitting on her chest. Her arms flailed around uselessly as she tried to loosen the grip around her throat.

"M-Mom!" she gasped weakly. The troll's unyielding strength and eyes that laid on Rose's eyes didn't let up. Only when Rose's door swung open was the troll's attention wavered. But the grip around her throat only tightened. Small black dots danced across Rose's vision before she heard a loud bang.

She didn't notice her mother had entered her room holding a rifle. Rose also didn't notice when drops of troll blood splashed onto her covers and face. Her interrupted sleep was somewhat of a dream by now. Mom LaLonde made sure her baby girl was ok, only after dragging the blue-blood off of her daughter's bed. Mom was sure to check for a pulse and when it wasn't found she moved herself down the more than elaborate set of stairs that were needlessly covered with velvet.

"Shit," Mom mumbled when she tripped over her own feet due to the weight of the troll weighing her down. She'd slung the troll over her shoulder, trying to keep it's deep blue blood from staining the stairs or the velvet stairs. Hopefully garbage disposal wouldn't ask any questions.

Mom set the troll down on the top of the trash can while examining the troll itself. His hair was cropped a little short along with having thick twisted horns. His clothes were ragged, but kept as clean as possible. He looked like someone who thought very highly of himself, even with clothes and circumstances like himself.

Mom almost felt sorry for killing this boy. Almost.

She figured that if she threw him a funeral that it would be enough. A small smile crossed her face as she poured herself a glass of wine. A glass of wine in the morning never hurt anyone.

Mom wrote a note down as quick as possible to Rose explaining she'd be gone for at least 3 hours shopping for this troll's funeral. Mom was smart enough to leave out the troll funeral though. She left the note on the leather studded coach, knowing she'd wake up and go straight to the living room. Mom was even kind enough to leave out cereal supplies for the young girl's adventure. She had no reason to venture out into the kitchen and discover the troll's corpse. She really should hide the body, but there's just not enough hours in a day!

With her job as mother finished for today, Mom made her way to buy out funeral stores all across the nation. Not really though.

Rose woke up soon after Mom left in a hurry, slamming the door, waking up Rose and anyone else still asleep. She rubbed her throat gingerly. For some reason it felt sore and raw. She made a mental note to ask Mom about it. If she could ever get anything out of the cooky broad. It was a lot later than Rose usually wakes up, luckily it was the weekend and she was free of school for another day. Before Rose would go downstairs, eat cereal in her PJ's, and continue on her usual weekend adventures, she noticed her laptop was flashing as it tried to gain her attention.

"Who in the right mind would message me this early in the morning?" she grumbled lovingly to herself.

turtechGodhead [TG] began pestering tentecleTherepist [TT]

TG: ok its like 4 o'clock in the morning and I havent slept at all

TG: but i got the most innate jet of insperation for this rap

TG: better than shooting up liquid rap heroin

TG: got to go

TG: but I swear lalonde you better be at my house by tomorrow to hear these sick raps

TG: theyre so sick I have them bed-ridden

TG: I dont think they have much time left

TG: better come over to say your goodbyes

turtechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering tentecleTherepist [TT]

It's only around nine in the morning. It's defiantly too early to be dealing with Dave. So Rose decided that the only logical thing to do was simply eat cereal and be on her way over to Dave's house. Rose looked down at her jammies and asked herself if it was worth it to change into her clothes for breakfast.

"Nope." With that out if the way she skipped down the stairs with her laptop tucked safely under her arm.

The coffee table in the living room was set to perfection. Between the soggy cereal and warm milk she couldn't decide which part of this five star meal to devour first.

"Thank you mother," Rose mumbled as she took a seat next to the squiddle princess. Her large bottom was always seemingly plastered to this couch. She shot Dave a quick message telling him to set a meal for two. Rose only had a moment of rest before she ran up the stairs in record time without slipping on the stupid carpet.

She decided a black skirt, pink tights, long-sleeved white blouse, long purple jacket and a tiny purple beanie would do herself justice. Rose had just slipped on a pair of black boots before she heard footsteps slowly clicking from the kitchen. She twisted her head quickly from her seat on the stairs as she saw a familiar head peek out.

"I-is that lady gone?" he mumbled from the kitchen.

Rose had a hard time finding words when she saw it was the same troll who was ended up choking her in her own bedroom. "Do you mean my mother?" she fumbled over her own words as he came closer.

"Oh yeah, human's have that weird parental units thing goin' on," his shy form of speech was soon replaced with a lax way of speaking. "Mind if I eat this?" he asked, point towards the bowl of warm cereal.

Rose nodded vigorously as she tried to regain some compose. The troll sat himself down and ate the cereal in a regal manner.

"Were you the person who tried to kill me this morning?" Rose spat. The bitter memories of this morning came to her a lot quicker than anyone expected.

"Yes, I'm sorry about it too. I just thought that if I killed you I'd get this sweet crib," he explained with milk dribbling down his chin. "Guess you're hot mom didn't let me off to easy." He pointed to his chest. "Fucking ruined my jacket and shirt."

Rose nodded.

"I guess I'll be going now." He raised himself off the couch with ease. "I don't hope to see you again," he tipped himself in Rose's direction. "Tell your mom I won't be needing the funeral after all."

The troll let himself out through the front door like nothing happened. His arrogant air, though, still lingered. Rose lifted herself up once she couldn't hear his loud footsteps anymore. She was going to have to apologize to Dave for being late.

I was going to kill the troll. But I didn't. I like Rose, and I wanted her to be fucking awesome and kill the troll. I uh decided that it was Mom's role. The kids are pretty young right now. Also some people probably thought it was Equius in the beginning or something.

Haha no. I don't like Equius that much. Plus he didn't have any interaction with the Kids, so I wouldn't know how to use him.

Nah, I just made up some random troll.