Spring break came and went, and after it, Larry's stress about the play doubled in size. According to the others, he was always like this when they were doing musicals, because not only did they have to remember their lines and blocking, they had to remember the music and choreography.
The good news was, everyone was enthusiastic about dancing.
The bad news was, not everyone seemed to want to stick to the moves.
"For the THOUSANDTH TIME, Remus, we are NOT doing break-dance moves!" Larry shouted, looking like he was about to explode. "This is set in the NINETEEN THIRTIES! Break dancing has NOT BEEN INVENTED YET!"
"I just kinda think it adds to the character, y'know?" Remus said. "I mean, he's pretty boring, so---"
"GRHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Virgil paused midstep as he surveyed the scene. "Should... should I come back later, or---"
"No, no, sit," Janus said, twisting around in his seat with a grin. "I insist. Watch the show."
"I would be lying if I said that I wasn't a little worried for Remus," Virgil muttered, walking over and sitting next to him. "At my old school, it was common knowledge that you don't piss off the director."
"Well, at this school, we have Remy, which pretty much kills any respect for any other authority." He shrugged. "If the teacher isn't sending you to your doom every month with diabolical challenges designed to break your spirit, then sorry, but they don't deserve my respect."
"You don't respect Remy, either," Virgil reminded him.
"I do!"
"You ended up putting that video of him singing 'Someone Gets Hurt' on your YouTube channel."
"Per his request, and it went viral," Janus retorted. "He fucking loved it. If anything, that made me respect him more."
Virgil shrugged. "He did knock it out of the park."
"That's a bit of an understatement. And his rendition of La Vie En Rose was also angelic."
Logan stormed up to the two of them and pointed at Janus. "I hate you."
"My dear Lo-Lo, where on earth did this come from?" he asked, giving him an innocent look. "I thought you enjoyed my company."
"First of all, do not call me that," Logan snarled. "And second of all, it's bad enough that you and Remus lack the self-control to not make out at every given opportunity, but doing it in the room where my department keeps our equipment has officially demoted my opinion of you to zero."
Janus sighed dramatically, flopping his head back. "What are you even worried about? The most we do in there is kiss."
"Oh, I'm not worried about anything, I'm just mad. Consider yourself an enemy of the sound crew, Janus Ethan Kapoor." Logan spun on his heel and stalked off, muttering under his breath.
"You're in for a wild ride, then, Logan Sasha Jacobi!" Janus called after him.
Virgil raised an eyebrow. "Lemme guess, he walked in on the two of you?"
"I really do think he's cursed."
"And his middle name is Sasha?"
"It's his father's nickname." Janus raised an eyebrow. "That name is unisex, you know."
"I know, it's just surprising."
Janus took out his notebook and flipped it open with a grin. "Anyways, as you've heard, I am now the sworn enemy of the sound crew, which means that I need to actually have a good reason to be."
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The Academy of S.I.D.E.
FanfictionVirgil's always stayed in the shadows... literally. He was born with the ability to control them. He's mostly used it to make shadow creations when he's bored, or talk with his own shadow---who's pretty much his only friend. He doesn't know where th...