Chapter 3: The Joker And I

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Logan opened his eyes with a small groan. He looked to the clock in his shared room, only to give a small grumble upon seeing the time. It was just after 6 AM. Across the room, Patton was still fast asleep and cuddled up to his slightly tattered teddy bear, its rough appearance showing the amount of love it had been given. Unfortunately, sleeping was something that Logan wouldn't be able to do until the late evening at earliest.
His irritation only grew when he heard a particular someone pass his room. There was the obvious footsteps of facility staff, followed by a manic giggle. A giggle that Logan knew well, as it belonged to the man that tackled him the moment Logan met his fellow patients. Remus Kingswell.
"Fuck's sake..." Logan muttered quietly as he rolled onto his side trying to doze back to sleep when he heard the giggle of a psycho once more, he knew it was pointless. Moving to their clothes and such to get prepared for the day ahead, sighing softly, "...Day one, I suppose" he grumbled, taking his supplies and moving to the shower rooms.

A few moments later, Logan appeared out the showering block with his clothes and wet swept hair. Sighing in relief as he felt, for once, good about his appearance. Holding the small toiletry bag in his hands as he entered the bare hallways that led him to his room once more. However, as he began walking, something made him stop dead in his tracks. That something just so happened to be tall, loud and reeking of horrendous body odor.
"Fresh meat!" he exclaimed and Logan couldn't be more terrified, Remus... Remus didn't have his straight jacket on. There was a 5'10, sweaty psychopath bounding towards him with outstretched arms and a manic smile, yet Logan was stuck like a deer in headlights.
"I-I oh my-" Logan stammered out and stumbled falling backwards as the boy skidded to a halt in front of him and stuck his hands out. "Hiya, newbie!" he grinned, a manic flare in his eyes. Logan did what he could not to retch. He smelled like he hadn't showered in months, and he could practically see the germs crawling on the other man's skin. Now that he thought about it, Logan couldn't really tell if Remus's darker toned skin was the actual colour of his flesh, or just layers of caked on filth. Logan somewhat reluctantly shook his hands "Good morning-" he paused for a second before smiling " Good morning, Remus. How are you this morning? Well, I presume?" he asked, being polite, having to do a double take at his hands as he swore he saw something move on the other man's skin.

Remus nods with a grin. "You betcha! I'm gettin' breakfast, and meal times are my favourites!" he crossed his arms across his chest pulling away from Logan to which the nerd wiped his hand on his shirt, shivering slightly.
"Do you even shower?" He blurted his eyes widening as he did so, moving to apologise before Remus cut in.
"Nah, Unless I'm drugged, but even then it feels like I'm swimming!" he cackled, throwing his head back in a fit as some workers came to take him to the food hall.
"No! Wait! Wan' eat with me?" he called, a new light coming to his features. It was almost as if he actually cared. Logan raised an eyebrow.
"You want me to eat breakfast with you?" he asked just to be certain he had heard it correctly and water wasn't plugged into his ears from his showers.
"Yeah! Come on! It'll be like an adventure-" he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, and that struck Logan, with some sort of emotion, making his ears flush.
"-Unless you want more than that, fresh meat. Or would baby boy be more suitable?" Logan flushed even more so, hiding his face in his free hand. An inaudible noise being made from behind his hand. A noise of frustration.
"Remus. Behave yourself." One of the staff members escorted Remus scolded him, small, disappointed yet unsurprised frown on their face.
Logan watched the nurses around him began to take him away before Logan called after them walking towards them " I actually wouldn't mind to eat with another, if that is alright of course," he asked gently and one nurse soon gave in
"Fine but you cannot sit next to him, diagonally or across from only,"
"Why can't I sit next to him?"
"He bites." The nurse speaks rather bluntly, provoking a giggle from Remus.
"What do you mean bites?"
"I mean," The nurse sighs. "He. Bites." they nodded and moved to the cafeteria, Remus bouncing along to the table and practically sliding along the table to reach his meal. Logan followed quietly, sitting with the other, "Oh, may I ask what you are having for Breakfast today?"
"Dry toast! With Orange Juice!" Remus grins and moves to sit across from Logan, "So Fresh meat? Why are you in this Shit hole?" He asked, moving to the munch dry toast with a manic grin.
"Alcohol addiction" Logan responded simply , gently placing his arms in front of himself as Remus munched happily, "Ohhhhh, I bet you liked the string stuff? Huh? Or was it straight Vodka!" he laughed maniacally as Logan's fist clenched tighter. "I do not like talking about my previous drinking habits as I am trying to recover from my past."
"Soooo~ Both" he grinned munching back onto his toast and smiling. Logan abruptly stood up and moved to the door way with Remus going to stand but being held down by nurses
"Oi! Fresh Meat!" he called his nasally voice bouncing against the walls, Logan not responding as he put his hands on the handles. "L-Logan! Please wait! I'm sorry!" he called and that made Logan falter, his hands falling to his sides as he turned back with a sharp glare, "What?" Logan asked which made the other smile softly, "I am sorry about my words, I didn't mean to...-" he paused, looking at the other with narrowed eyes before continuing his speech "-Anger? Or upset you, I am only trying to be nice, I'm usually not allowed to eat with anyone at breakfast, and it all just... made me feel... good? I guess?" he fumbled with his hands as he looked over to Logan who was just standing there... emotionless.
The nerd only began to move after a few deep breaths, moving to sit further away from Remus. "Progress. Th-That's Progress," Remus sighed and began to eat.

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