Chapter 9 - Citrus Candles

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I'm back from my break!! Early, too. Even though this chapter was hellish to write. One might even say... Hadean.
You'll get that joke when you read it lol.

TW: Bad intrusive thoughts (regarding murder, gore and torture), gore (probably worse than the prologue), mental health relapsing, jokingly mentions drowning someone and child protective services, mentions explosions and TNT, multiple mentions of fire in different contexts, mentions a threesome along with other sex jokes, kissing without explicit consent (which gets a bit heated after consent /is/ given), mentions blood, smashing bones, hammers, meat cleavers, dismemberment, drills, hair being pulled out of scalp, breaking the wall, breaking glass, accidentally cutting yourself, blackmail.
A very fluffy chapter to mark my return /s

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"They seemed nice!" Remus hummed, a skip in his step as he casually covered his ears, the smell of fire and smoke in the air.

"Yeah! And I'll be surprised if they let me join the club!" Virgil hissed and hid his face as their little group walked away from the scene of the crime. "You know, since /someone/ blew up their club room." Patton was softly rubbing his shoulder with an awkward smile, while Janus was scolding Remus, who was just rolling his eyes.

"I wanted to leave a lasting impression. Plus, I love a fancy exit. You should know that by now." Virgil was half tempted to knee the stinky vampire in the crotch, but restrained himself...

Barely.

"Where did you even get TNT?!" Janus asked, his face a mixture between fed-up and furious.

Remus blinked at him and grinned. "With no due respect, why would I tell you, Gay-nus?" Remus stuck his tongue out and flicked his scales, rousing from him a weird mix between a growl and a hiss.

"You'd just take all of my babies away! What are you, Child Protective Services?"

Janus' eye twitched before he pointed to a nearby fountain. "Keep that up and you'll be going in there."

"Ooh, kinky! What do you say, daddy, you up for a threesome?" Patton froze before glaring at Remus and sighing. Otherwise, he didn't comment.

"I was saying I'd drown you, dipshit."

"I was saying I'm into that, dippier shittier." Remus giggled.

"Boys, how about we both calm down, ok?" Patton snickered, not being able to suppress it.

"He started it." Remus hummed.

"You little-" Janus had started before Virgil cut him off, looking a little bit pale... Well, paler than usual.

"Uhh... Guys..?"

Remus stopped dead in his tracks, his stomach twisting uncomfortably as he looked upon the sight ahead.

Silence fell as Remus didn't dare say a word, nor did anyone else in their group.

The figure, the all-too-familiar figure, finally spoke. Remus felt anger boil up inside him, but he couldn't look away from the boy. "What are you doing here?"

"Excuse me? What am /I/ doing here?" Remus almost growled, walking towards him with rage, every step seeming to echo on the pavement. "Why the fuck are you outside my best friend's house, /Roman?/" Remus spat the name out like it tasted vile on his tongue. And it did.

"I came here to see-" The door opened before Roman could finish his sentence, revealing Logan, who was surveying the scene calmly.

"Ah, Roman. Please, come in." Logan murmured and opened the door wider. Roman gave his brother a smug look, waving off the shock on everyone's faces.

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