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

= CHAPTER FORTY-ONE - got bored, watched my brother prepare a murder (REMY) =

:January 13th, XX47; Monday.

:LOSE EVERYTHING.

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"Oh, good, there's parking today."

"Damnit," Remy mumbled to himself. He and Emile were currently sitting secretly in the backseat of Logan and Patton's car, as the latter two were going to the store after work, and quite honestly, Remy just wanted to watch what went down.

...but you guys understand that. you read the title, didn't you? i was just there to watch my half-brother's life go up in flames. really wish that could be literal. lmao.

Patton parked the car, and him and his husband exited it, the ghosts exiting after them and Remy stretching a bit once he was outside. He started following Logan and Patton, Emile catching up soon. Remy glanced at him.

"...You look confused," Remy raised an eyebrow at his husband. Emile sighed.

"I'm still trying to figure out what's going through your head, y'know. If you're gonna do this, I... I want you to do it safely. And it would really help me if you would just let me set aside an hour where we can do thera-"

"Nope. Not this again. Emile, I control the plot events. I'll make sure that never happens."

"And I'm trying to convince you to change your mind on that," Emile put a hand on his arm, softly. "I'm just asking you to talk to me. It would really help both of us. Even for just five minutes."

"Sure it would," He rolled his eyes, glancing ahead. "Welp, they're about to get in the store, so let's never talk about that again, mhm?"

"Remy, wait-"

Remy grabbed Emile's hand, not wanting to leave him behind but also not in the mood for talking, and began to speed up his walking pace. He was sure Emile was going to try other methods to get him to say stuff now, but as he had discovered recently, it was a lot easier to avoid talking about your emotions when you can create distractions by practically snapping your fingers.

The four entered the store then, Logan grabbing a cart and Patton beginning to push it. Remy checked his watch as they began walking towards an aisle with fruit in it.

"This is gonna be good," he mumbled, smirking.

"What is?" Emile asked.

"You'll see."

The two watched as Patton picked up an orange, examining it and then putting it back down with a sigh. He walked back over to Logan.

"What else do we need from here?" The former asked.

"Eggs and milk, I believe. That should be in the dairy section."

"Ah, okay. Can you look in here for fruit? Will you be fine if I go off for a minute to get that stuff?"

Logan bit his lip, but after a moment he nodded. "Yes, I'll be fine. We're in a public area. Go ahead and take the cart so you don't have to carry anything."

Patton smiled. "Thanks, honey. I'll be back in a jiffy."

"Alright."

Patton began to walk away. Remy checked his watch again.

"We're following a timed sequence of events here, now, shit's really going down," he said aloud. "Alright- Patton walks away. Logan's eyes catch on the apple display."

Both ghosts looked up at Logan just as he saw the apples. He raised his eyebrows, and then it was very clear he began to get nervous.

"Aisle clears of anyone else. Logan is alone."