You guy were five away and I'm a merciful person so you can have your sneakpeak and a face reveal. I love you all. Oh and good fucking riddance to 2020. ~Rem🥀 The dragon witch had enough. Too long had they scorned her. Too long had they shown each other the love and affection they never cared to give her. Far too long. Her anger had boiled over the moment she saw Roman grinning and pressing a kiss to Virgil hair. At that, she stormed off to her hut, coming up with a hundred different plots for her revenge. And then it dawned on her. The idea held her with such force that she began pulling vials off of the shelves, crushing herbs between her fingertips as she muttered the incantation. “Take the memories of those they love. Switch the love to hate. Only once more truly seeing the ones they hold in their heart and will never let go will they remember who they are. So take from those in the dark. Switch the love for the light to hate.” She felt the curse work its way through the mindscape and satisfaction settled in her gut. The next morning would bring their happy little setup crashing down around them. -⍟- Roman blinked awake, distantly noting that Virgil wasn’t next to him as he woke up. He figured Virgil had one of his sleepless nights again. The only thing that really worried him was how Virgil didn’t leave a note like he usually did. Well, no use dwelling on that now. He had a busy day ahead of him as creativity, after all! Besides, Virgil always needed a hug and some cuddles after nights like these, and he was never one to disappoint. But when he got to the living room, he didn’t just find Virgil. No, Janus and Remus were there too. And none of them looked entirely happy to see him. Before he had time to ask them what had happened, Patton came bouncing in with Logan in tow, his sunshine smile ever-present on his features. He locked eyes with Janus and, either not noticing the sheer rage in the deceitful side’s expression or not caring, ran towards him, before being knocked back by Janus’ cane. Ice crawled up Roman’s spine. Janus would never raise his voice at Patton, much less hit him. The overwhelming sense of wrong finally forced him to ask, “Virgil, what’s going on. What did we do?” The only response he got was a cold glare. “Virgil please, we can fix this just-” “Shut up!” Virgil screamed. The distortion that creeped into his voice made Roman flinch. Patton had a hand clamped over his mouth as he cried. Logan looked between Remus, Virgil, and Patton, trying to gauge if this was another one of Remus’ pranks that he so loved to pull on the other sides. But even Remus’ pranks had limits. “Remus, cephy, please just tell us what’s going on?” Logan asked, and Roman didn’t miss how his voice shook. “What’s going on is that we’ve decided to leave. To our own side of the mindscape,” Janus replied. “But why?!” Patton cried. “That’s none of your concern, Patton.” Janus spat out the name like it tasted bitter on his tongue when he spoke it. None of the reverence he held for the name before was present. And before Roman could beg for Virgil’s forgiveness for whatever he had done to hurt him, before Patton could hug Janus and plead with him to stay, before Logan could take Remus in his arms and tell him that he loved him, the three dark sides sunk out. Needless to say, Roman burst into tears only seconds later.
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