When he realised he had two genders, he wanted to scream in frustration.
He knew how people would fucking take it. Two of everything, right? That's just how Sollux is. He can't help but choose in twos.
But it's not a fucking choice.
When Sollux woke up today, zie wasn't a boy. It didn't matter much in zir hive. It's not like the bees gave a fuck. No - it mattered as soon as zie stepped into the world outside, where people would see zir and think boy. Or when zie would sign onto Trollian, and zir friends would think it's just another quirk to tease zir about.
Zie didn't choose this, anymore than zie chose soaring, fleeting thoughts stinging at zir thinkpan, or the weight of worthlessness dragging zir down into the dark.
Zie slumps into zir computer chair, and scowls at the screen when zie sees zie has a message.
GC: H3Y B1FURC4T1ON BOY
TA: not a fuckiing boy today.
GC: OH OK4Y TH4TS COOL
TA: what that2 iit?
TA: no OH LOOKING FUCKING 2OLLUX AND HIIS GIMMICK I2NT HE WACKY?
GC: TH4T WOULD B3 STUP1D
TA: that never 2eems2 to 2top anyone.
GC: Y34H W3LL TH3Y DONT UND3RSTAND
TA: and you do.
GC: W3R3 SUPPOS3D TO CHOOS3 ON3 G3ND3R AND ST1CK TO 1T
GC: BUT TH3Y ONLY GIV3 US TWO
GC: SO SOM3 OF US AR3NT GOING TO F1T
GC: OUR TH3M3S OR WHAT3V3R DONT R3ALLY M4TT3R
GC: W3 4R3 WHO W3 4RE
TA: ye2 that2 iit exactly.
TA: iif ii can a2k
TA: what2 your iidentiity
GC: DR4GON >:]
In the warm, flickering light of zir hive, Sollux smiles.