Maybe {Logicality}

Month six (Logan's POV)

T.W.: mention of self harm, mention of eating disorder and related things.

It's been half a year since we first lost Patton. Then a month since our failed rescue attempt. Missy has been adjusting to being blind, with Pranks's help of course. Roman has completely stopped eating, which is concerning. I fear his bulimia has turned to anorexia. Deceit has been eating more. Just a little, but it's progress. Imaj, especially, helps get Deceit to eat. Virgil is worried about Roman, but no amount of his begging will get Roman to eat. Virgil told me he's going to force feed that "stupid, annoyingly hot boyfriend of his".

And I'm... I don't know...

This entire situation is so... so... emotional. And sometimes I wish I could go back to being emotionless, but then I would miss out on happiness and joy and excitement and contentment and laughter and smiles and lust and... love.

But I would also never have to feel sadness or anger or hatred or jealousy or disgust or... fear.

Fear. I'm scared.

"Logan?"

I jumped slightly. Missy was standing in my doorway, his eyes staring past me. This past week he's been starting to get around more on his own, so Pranks wasn't there clinging to him as usual.

"Hello Missy." I responded.

He visibly relaxed, "Oh good, I'm not talking to a wall. I'm not talking to a wall, right?"

I chuckled, "no, you're not talking to a wall. Do you need anything?"

"Uh, yeah..." Missy started, "I noticed Pranks wearing his hoodie again and I know it's winter, but I'm still slightly worried, but I don't want to bring it up in case he didn't..."

"It's alright Missy. Do you want me to ask?"

The younger boy nodded, "c-can you lead me to the commons?"

"Of course."

I stood, making my way over to the blind child. I reached out and took his outstretched arm. He flinched slightly.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Missy nodded, "yeah, it's just... a little strange..."

"I know." I started guiding him to the commons.

Pranks was sitting on the couch, and, just like Missy said, he was wearing his hoodie. He was curled up, his head resting on the arm of the couch, watching a Disney channel show. Something about pranksters?

"Hello Pranks," I said, "how are you?"

He shrugged, "I'm okay,"

"Pranks..." Missy reached out to find the edge of the couch, but accidentally shoved his hand in Pranks's face. He jumped, pulling his hand back quickly, "Ah! I'm sorry!"

Pranks just laughed, grabbing the other boys hand, "it's fine, Missy, and just so you know, I'm fine too."

"How did you know I was worried?" Missy asked.

"You always get Logan when you think I've... yeah..." The older boy said. He got up from the couch and hugged the other, "I promise I will tell you if I'm feeling that way, okay?"

Missy nodded, nuzzling into Pranks's neck. Pranks kissed the top of his head and held him tighter.

Then Virgil stormed into the kitchen, ruining the precious moment. I watched as he angrily yanked out two Powerades from the fridge, one zero calories and one normal, and promptly switched the labels.

"Um, Virgil?" I said, "May I ask what you are doing?"

The trait whirled around and pointed one of the bottles in my face, "I'm getting Roman to have something with calories in it!"

I held up my hands in defence, "okay... thats... very creative... even if you are lying to him."

Virgil deflated, "I have to do something..."

I sighed, "I understand. Last time this happened, Patton had to guilt trip Roman into eating something."

Virgil looked up at me, "last time?"

I grimaced, "Fourteen years ago. Patton found Roman passed out in the bathroom. He was bleeding from the mouth and it appeared he was trying to, or did, force himself to vomit. He ended up rupturing his esophagus."

Virgil leaned against the counter in shock, "geeze, Roman..."

He sighed heavily, "What am I going to do with him, Logan?"

"I have a few ideas." Roman said, walking into the kitchen.

Virgil immediately got up and hugged him.

"Woah, not that I'm complaining but... why the sudden hug?" Roman said, returning it.

The other just shrugged, "I felt like it."

Roman laughed lightly, smiling into Virgil's hair. Virgil smiled softly and closed his eyes. Roman reached behind Virgil and grabbed the Powerade labeled as zero calories.

"Why don't we go finish?" Roman whispered into Virgil's ear.

Virgil laughed, a rare sound, "okay, I'll be there in a minute."

I gave him a look as he turned to grab his Powerade.

"What?" He asked. I looked over where Roman disappeared, then back at him. Virgil's face grew bright red, "Shut up! We're watching The Princesses Bride!"

I smiled, "okay."

Virgil grumbled and stalked off.

Maybe soon Patton and I could watch movies together...

Maybe...