Ours- Yandere!Logicality, Book 3 (Sanders Sides)

= CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - joe needs therapy but that's not why he's here (REMY) =

:October 6th, XX46; Sunday.

:MAJOR EVENT.

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"Alright, where's that nibling of mine?"

Remy walked through the front door of the Croft residence, Emile holding his hand and coming in behind him. They stopped in the foyer and looked over to the dining table, where the three family members were eating breakfast together. Joe looked over at Remy and stealthily nodded at him, beginning to eat his breakfast a bit faster.

"What, is your dad not sick anymore?" Remy asked.

"He's probably better by now," Emile commented.

"Ew. That should've lasted longer."

"Rem, don't be petty."

"You do realize who you're talking to, right?"

"...So, uh," Joe suddenly began to speak, "I'm probably gonna go out and wander a bit with Sage after breakfast on our skateboards so just a heads up."

"That's fine, be safe," Logan said. Patton nodded.

"Cool, thanks."

"Ugh, does Logan still wear a polo and tie every day, then?" Remy asked, walking over to Logan. He waved his hand through his neck, and Logan shivered, adjusting his sitting position a bit.

"You still wear the same thing every day that you've been wearing since high school, too, honey."

"I have an excuse, it's because you complemented this outfit the day you died. Had to honor your memory somehow. And plus, I look badass. He just looks like a teacher."

"...Joe, blink twice if your father works as a teacher."

Joe blinked twice, trying to look at Emile the best he could. Emile chuckled a bit and Remy rolled his eyes.

"Mm. Well, I see Patton is still appealing to his husband's daddy issues by dressing like a father. Guess he technically has an excuse now too, but he's done it since high school."

Joe stared down at his plate, probably trying not to have a reaction. He was almost done his food and began eating a tiny bit quicker.

"And see, kid, isn't your middle name Janus, too? You have another perfectly good uncle and your dads really just ignored me. Joseph Remy Croft has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Perhaps Joseph Emile Croft? Come on."

"Well, they didn't know that you were his uncle, you know," Emile pointed out.

"No shit, but if they're gonna name him after that one kid, might as well make his middle name Remy, too."

Joe furrowed his eyebrows at that. Damn- the poor kid probably thought all this time that his first name was after his dad's middle name.

When he finally finished eating he got up and put his plate in the sink before running upstairs. Remy and Emile waited downstairs for him, assuming he was getting dressed. They were correct, Joe returned downstairs in a few minutes wearing something a bit more presentable and also carrying his skateboard. He said goodbye to his parents and then he was out the front door, Remy and Emile following close behind. Joe got on his skateboard and rode it slowly so his uncles could stay at an decent pace next to him.

"...Uh, so what was that me being named after some kid thing?" Joe suddenly asked. Remy laughed.

"Ah, well, we went to high school with a kid named Joe."

"Oh. What happened to him?"

"Ate some poisonous sushi."

Joe coughed, stopping on his skateboard.