I got bored looking for the right pic, so I just chose this one. Kinda fits with Remus being a little bit of a crazy person. Enjoy! :)
"I'm just saying, I can take care of myself, Roman, I want to meet them before I judge." You argued quietly. He started yelling the second you said you wanted to meet the DarkSides. Virgil had hissed but then protectively hugged you for less than a split second.
The other light sides had advised you to be careful and Patton was reluctant to agree, but both Virgil and Logan knew they were harmless in most sense of the word. They couldn't materially hurt you, and even though you can come off as shy, you're as sharp as a knife when you're pissed.
"No! (Y/N), he's not safe! Neither of them are!" He yelled. You let out a slow breath, a tell tale sign that you're mad.
"Roman, tell me who I am and what I've done." You requested. He froze for a split second before answering.
"You beat me in a duel, won multiple awards in volleyball, basketball, and kickboxing, And you work out daily." Roman mumbled sorely. You smiled softly, putting a hand on his shoulder and then smiled.
"I'll be fine." You assured him. "Plus what's a little darkness added to my pitch-black humor?" You joked. Patton made an uneasy face and shuffled over to you and gave you a hug.
"If anything goes wrong, just call us." Patton pressed, hugging you tightly.
"I will. I promise you a batch of cookies that I'll call one of you the second I feel uncomfy." You promised.
Venturing down the stairs of the MindPalace to the DarkSides' lair. It was dark and creepy, which you expected. There was also this weird smell of burnt in the air. You didn't know what was burning, but it was definitely on fire.
You reached the end of the dark hall with torches lining the walls and stopped in front of two doors. One green and one yellow, both with black details. You knocked on the green door and immediately heard stomping and a yell of Roman's name.
"Oh, you're not Roman. Double Dee, get out here!" He yelled, making you cover your ears. Janus left his room and looked at you, impressed.
"Who are you?" He asked skeptically. "Oh, you're Thomas' friend, correct?" You nodded. "Very well, I am Janus, and this is Remus."
"It's nice to meet you, Janus, Remus." You said nodding in each of their directions. "My name is (Y/N), but you can call me (N/N)." You smiled, holding out your hands for either of them to shake.
Janus shook your hand gently, a soft smile gracing his features. A rare sight, let me tell ya. Remus' comically large, deranged smile took over his features as he shook your arm aggressively, making you chuckle.
"Well, nice meeting you, but I should probably get to work plotting my next trick." Janus said, smirking slyly.
"Don't be too hard on my bud Thomas." You teased. He chuckled softly, rolling his eyes.
"You two should hang out." He suggested, gesturing to an excited Remus. "I'll probably join in a bit."
"Okay!" You agreed cheerfully. Turning to Remus, you gave him a lopsided smile. "What do you wanna do?" You asked.
"Burn things!" He exclaimed, dragging you into his room. It smelled of... death, really, but mostly human excrements and blood. You scrunched your nose at the weird, but not horrible smell of his room, a smile creeping onto your face. He turned to look at you and reached out to touch your hair.
"You have soft hair." He said a touch darkly. You chuckled at this and nodded.
"I try to keep it clean and fluffy." You agreed. "So burning things... do you have things to burn?" Remus grinned wickedly.
