Patton was extremely discomposed.
He whimpered softly in his sleep, muttering words like "feelings" and "confused" and occasionally "avalanche." At one point he breathed "Logan" and reached out his arms, eventually finding me and bringing me closer and encircling his arms around my waist. I felt the temperature of my buccal area increase. Most people know this commonly as a 'blush.'
Patton continued to mumble and mutter and pull me closer as Roman returned with the bucket.
"Aw, how cute! You guys are the best of the ships," he said, smiling.
"Now is not the time to converse about supporting others intimacy with one another. Now is the time to help Patton."
I threw the water on him and he sat up abruptly, screaming "FALSEHOOD!"
I looked at him, not knowing what to do. Virgil appeared, smothered in pillows, towels and blankets.
"F-falsehood?" I said, looking at him. What happened to Patton?
"Uhm, what?" Patton said giggling. He peered at me closely. "What are you Falsely accusing me of today, Sherlock?"
I hid a grin behind a heavy sigh. "That was one time, Watson."
Patton giggled. "So you'd say the amount of times you've accused me is... infinitesimal?"
I laughed, Roman and Virgil joining in. I was no longer 'salty' about Patton and his unintelligent jokes and puns. I was just happy he was now safe and back to his normal idiosyncratic self.
Patton then shook his head. "I've been feeling super... confused today. Maybe we should check up on Thomas?"
"But the next video is scheduled for next week, Patton," I reminded him. "Then again, it is a defective sign if you are more confused than on"-
"Avalanche!" Patton finished, smiling proudly.
I shook my head. He was definitely more confused most. Then again, that was quotidian for Patton.
Virgil covered Patton with a towel and showered him in blankets and pillows. Roman looked on, smiling oddly at Virgil, a gleam of ardour in his eyes.
Virgil and Roman? Impossible. It- it isn't logical.
As we began to sink into Thomas' living room, I thought about Patton. Why did I blush when he reached for me?
What is this ... fluttering feeling?
I 'blush' again, popping into Thomas' living room.
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أدب الهواةPatton is the Dad, looking after Roman and Virgil (and trying to get them to date in the process). But with Logan, it was different. He was always confused, but Logan had him so caught up that Patton no longer knew how he felt about anything, which...
