CW: talk of cults and death, sexual innuendos
Although Virgil was upset over his hoodie being destroyed, he had to admit, the purple looked nice. The white thread was used to make a stitched pattern, and Virgil was satisfied with it. He didn't think he would be able to sew it so well, considering he had just skimmed over a video of sewing techniques.
But looking at it in a mirror, he felt it completed his look. Now to make sure no one destroyed it again...
"Okay, so I have a backpack, folders, journal, and pencils," Roman listed off. "I think I have everything?"
"Bring your phone," Virgil told him, grabbing his bag as they went by his room again before heading downstairs.
When they got down there, they found Remus practically bouncing next to Janus as the human tried to eat. He changed his outfit to a ripped up green shirt, a leather jacket with spikes and patches, and black skinny jeans. He had a backpack on his back, it was black with green splatters on it.
"Virgil! We have pancakes today!" Kayden shouted, holding up a plate. Virgil gave him a smile and looked up to see Xander flipping some on a skillet.
"Nice, that's better than cereal," Virgil said, putting his hand on Kayden's shoulder before walking to get his own plate.
"Heavy too, make sure to get enough so you won't go hungry," Roman added.
Virgil rolled his eyes, biting his tongue to keep him from making a remark to the demon. He instead just grabbed a plate and grabbed a few pancakes, muttering a thanks to Xander before grabbing the syrup and pouring some on his plate.
He sat across from Janus, who sent Roman a glare. "I was wrong about Roman, Virgil," he hissed. "He can be as unpredictable as Remus."
"I'm surprised Remus hasn't thought about going to school with you himself," Virgil said, cutting off a piece of his pancake before eating it.
"I am too!" Remus admitted. "But to be fair, class has always seemed boring. But now Janny is in chemistry! That's gotta be fun!"
"You're not allowed to do anything that will impact my grade," Janus reminded him. "That's a command."
"Oh yes Janny Wanny, I understand."
Janus made a disgusted face, and Virgil snorted in amusement.
"Oh how happy I am that I got the better twin."
Remus put a hand to his chest and feigned offense. "I am hurt! I'm better than him at certain things. When you're older, you're gonna wish you were with me, because I am better than he is in the sheets!"
"I don't need to be better there!" Roman argued, and Virgil made a face. "I'm better in a fight!"
"How do you know! It's been over a hundred years, you're rusty!"
"I'm as rusty as gold! Which doesn't rust! I was in Hell all this time, what do you think I was doing?"
"Having some imp feed you grapes and fan you as you watched the torture!"
"Oh you wish! I grew stronger! More powerful! Defeated demons who had threatened my title!"
Remus sat down in an empty seat and laid on the table. "And yet, after a thousand years, you're still only a prick."
"Prince! I am a prince! And I got that title when I was only 600! Meanwhile, you still have the title of Duke!"
"That's 'cause I don't want to be a Warden! I would be stuck down there forever until some cult decided to summon me. Which, the ritual is now impossible, and also lost to time."
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Misinformation Can Be Deadly
Fanfiction*completed* Despite being only 17, Virgil's had a horrible life, living in an orphanage and being an outcast at school, and it just got even worse when he's kidnapped by a freaking cult! He thought he was dead for sure when they started sacrificing...
