Cinders: An Intrulogical Story

Chapter 8

"That's Maurice's flower cart, the owner may look pretty intimidating but he's actually very nice." Logan said, pointing towards a large buff man selling flowers to a little girl.
Remus was rather uninterested "I never really cared for flowers." "Me neither." Remus did a double take "Really?".
Logan remained expressionless "Yes, I've always been much more interested in plants than just normal flowers, although I do think the history behind some flowers is quite interesting." He walked over to Maurice's flower cart and looked at a discarded piece of wolfsbane that was laying on the ground.
He began to explain how he's read about how in certain cultures flowers have actual symbolic meaning.
"For example: Wolfsbane means hatred, death and misery.".
Remus nodded happily "Oooh! Death and misery! That's my kind of flower!".

Logan got very excited all of a sudden "Ah! If you like that you'd love this one flower called Titan Arum but most people just call it the corpse flower, it's this huge flower that is said to smell like rotting flesh! It's name stems from the Latin phrase of-" Logan cut himself off and just stood there quietly.
"I'm sorry, I'm rambling.
I do that a lot." "No! Please keep going!" Remus grabbed his shoulders and shook him, just like when he got all up in his face after ramming into him.
Logan pushed up his glasses and stammered "Ruh-really?".
Logan blinked a few times out of shock "Yes really! I've never heard about a flower that smells like rotting flesh before! That's the coolest fucking thing I've ever heard! Please tell me I can get my hands on one of these!".
Logan blushed profusely, usually his step family would just tell him to shut up if he started talking about factoids, they loved making him feel like nobody wanted to hear his voice.
Silencing him and telling him to shut up and clean, even Picani, although he would listen to him, was never really interested in the super weird stuff he researched.

Remus on the other hand was down right begging for more info, he was so surprised his heart basically melted right then and there... metaphorically speaking.
Logan started to tell him more but was interrupted by him needing to sneeze, he sniffled "Well guess you know now why I hate flowers.".
Remus couldn't help but coo "awww you sneeze like a little disgusting zombie kitten!!".
"Oh please, don't flatter me."  Logan crossed his arms "I'm not, just stating facts." Remus replied.
Logan rolled his eyes and continued to walk with him "Yeah I'm pretty allergic to flowers, I sneeze and sniffle all the time.
You wanna know what's funny though? my step dad keeps all these annoying vases full of roses around the house.
I swear it's like he wants me to sneeze.".

Remus's face distorted to one of sheer disgust "Ew, Roses? You mean those insanely over rated flowers that don't even taste good?".
Logan zoned out for a moment "Yeah I've never liked roses they seem too- wait you eat flowers?".
Remus didn't even react to Logan's surprise, he just argued "Why would I eat it if I don't like the taste? Besides, If it grows from the ground and isn't poisonous it's basically just lettuce.".
Logan didn't care how cute he thought this guy was, there was no way in hell he was just gonna let this guy go around thinking roses are a normal thing to eat.
"Flowers are flowers and lettuce is lettuce." Logan said, Remus nodded in agreement "and butterflies can't be trusted.".

Logan's eye twitched in bewilderment, he really wanted to ask how a butterfly had the cognitive abilities to do anything duplicitous enough that they couldn't be trusted, why they would do that and most importantly of all what that has to do with flowers being a type of lettuce but he just gave up and sighed.
"You are so weird." Logan mumbled, causing Remus to have a overly confident, dopey grin on his face "I know, it fascinates you." Logan's emotionless face changed to a tiny, half smirk "It's almost infuriating how right you are.".
As the two of them walked down the street hand and hand they stopped every few moments to point out some store or land mark and make jokes about it.
Logan would spout random facts and Remus would make jokes and laugh about them, even if most of the jokes were just him pointing out that certain statues had dick bulges.
Even though Logan was smart sometimes it took him a humiliatingly long time to notice certain things, like the height difference between the two.

Logan was unbelievably lanky, he was taller than everyone in his family, he was even taller than Picani and Roman (even if it was only a tiny bit).
Remus was the first guy he'd ever known that was taller than him, something that filled him with an odd sense of satisfaction.
Maybe it was because it just showed Logan how different he was from other people he met or maybe it just felt nice after all the years of Roman and Patton bullying him for his height to have some one who was like him.
Either way, it made Logan have a strange and peculiar feeling in his chest that he just couldn't make go away, a feeling that he wasn't sure he wanted to go away.
After walking for a few more moments they came across a big dance circle, full of pretty boys and girls hand and hand as they all playfully spun around one another.

Tons of people stood around and watched while everyone else danced, including Logan and Remus.
Remus nudged him on the arm "You should join in!" Logan bursted out laughing, he laughed for an uncomfortable amount of time and Remus was a little surprised that they weren't getting any weird looks.
His face suddenly dropped back to it's normal vacant and neutral expression "oh... you're serious." said Logan.
Remus was clearly disappointed, he was hoping Logan would start dancing so he could join him and metaphorically and physically sweep him off his feet but now he just felt awkward.
Logan was in disbelief "I don't know how to dance, I've tried but I always end up failing and looking like an idiot.
Besides, even if I could, you can't seriously expect me to dance in front of all of these people!".

Remus placed a reassuring hand on Logan's shoulder, wrapping around him as if he was giving him a side hug "The trick to dancing is to act like nobody is watching you, or imagine them naked but that wouldn't work for me because I already imagine everyone naked.".
Logan tried his best to not instantly scream when Remus put his arm around him and took a deep breath, 'Act like no ones watching? Alright, I'm no stranger to that.' He thought.
He took a nervous step forward towards the dancers and closed his eyes, slowly dancing and becoming more and more at ease with each passing moment.
This was good, he couldn't hear anyone laughing and he wasn't running into anyone, he assumed he looked like a total idiot but even if he did nobody minded!
Feeling confident he slowly opened his eyes, expecting to see a crowd full of people staring at all the other dancers but instead they all fell on him.

Logan's eyes widened in panic as he twirled around looking for a way out of the big dance circle but to no avail, he was totally freaking out.
Literally everyone was looking at him, except for Remus who had mysteriously disappeared.
Of course, he instilled in him some sense of false pride all just to leave him there to be humiliated! just when Logan was starting to like him too!
Logan continued to panic and circle around until he decided to just push through the crowd instead of waiting for an opening.
He tried to run but was stopped by the sudden feeling of a hand on his wrist, holding him back.

Turning around Logan was face to face once again with Remus, he didn't abandon him after all.
The tall mustached man pulled him close "are you okay? You started flailing around like a disheveled octopus for a moment there." he asked.
"Uhm- yeah... I'm okay! Freaked out a little there." Remus laughed "Really? I hadn't noticed." "But you just said you did.".
Remus just sighed and gently put a hand on his waist, ignoring Logan's total misunderstanding of sarcasm "You've got nothing to worry about, I've got you! Besides, you did great! I thought you said you couldn't dance!".
Surprised and confused Logan stuttered "I can't.".
"Really? Cause you looked fantastic out there!" Logan struggled to find words, he didn't know if it was just pure flattery or if he really was better than expected but one things was for sure: Logan had no idea what to do with his hands.

As Remus continued to ramble Logan focused more and more on his own thoughts instead of anything that was happening around him, which definitely wasn't good since all he could think about was his lack of pockets and how lanky his stupid arms were.
His mild panic was soon interrupted though by one specific question that practically made the world stop "-Do you wanna dance with me?".
Logan frantically looked at Remus's out stretched hand, shaking a little, he tried to say something, anything in response but nothing came out.
It was then Logan realized all the terror, excitement and joy he had from meeting Remus had distracted him from his step family and he had to get back to them quick.
He had already wasted enough time and it was time to go.

Lightly stepping backwards and making excuses for why he had to leave, Logan was panicking, hoping that his step family were equally distracted and wouldn't even notice he was gone.
The last thing Logan saw as he ran off was Remus standing dumb founded and disappointed in the middle of all the dancers, a sight which filled Logan with a bit of remorse for ditching him so soon.
It's too bad Logan didn't know that a certain step brother of his had wandered off too and had witnessed the whole thing.