Prinxiety Short Stories.

Promise

AU: Witch!Virgil
Ship(s): Prinxiety
T/W: Cursing, witchcraft, light argument
Type: Fluff
Notes: Writer's block is a bitch, apologies for inactivity. Also, Christine Canigula is here too, because I do what I want.


"What can I do for you?" The witch examined Roman with his mismatched eyes; one a deep violet, the other a shocking green.
"I just—I wanted—I wanted to know if you were real." Roman cursed himself for stumbling over his words.
"That's not true and we both know it," The witch drawled, leaning his head on his hand. "What do you really want?"
"I... I want to be an actor—I'll use my money charitably, but that's my dream and I just—" The witch held a hand up to silence him.
"You're the third one this week," Roman gulped at that. "And you're the only one I trust to behave. But all magic comes at a price. What'll you give me?"
"Is my firstborn sufficient?" The witch blinked. His usual fee was twenty dollars or some nice earrings he could pawn, but when someone offered something like that, a potential apprentice and companion? Who was he to refuse?
"More than. Full name?"
"Roman. Roman Florian Prince."

~~15 Years Later~~

     Roman opened the door to find the witch sitting on his counter.
     "Virgil, lovely to see you, for the—what? Fourth time this month? What a pleasant surprise," Roman said dryly. He knew what this was about. He always did. "Y'know, you have my phone number, you can stop breaking into my house, man."
      "What the fuck, dude?! You've been married for a year! Not even talking about having kids? Really? Really?!"
       "You know Christine and I are just for the cameras, she doesn't even live here, we've split it like a damn apartment." Virgil hopped off the counter, following as Roman went about his normal routine.
       "So have a baby for the cameras, it'd be great for both of you! Especially if you gave it up for adoption. Give the press some bullshit about not wanting to subject a kid to the limelight or something, make yourselves out to be altruists. I'm getting antsy, Roman." Roman sighed, tying his hair up.
     "I know you are, Virge, but I... Chris and I, we just... we can't."
     "Why the hell not?!"
     "Virgil, drop it." Virgil did not drop it.
     "No! Dude, we made a deal fifteen years ago!  All of this is because I got your name out there! Uphold your end of the bargain and hav—"
     "I'M GAY!" Everything froze. Virgil's eyes were wide and Roman looked like he might cry. "And Christine is ace, she doesn't want that..."
     "Shit, man. I'm sorry I... I can't imagine being with someone I didn't and couldn't love, I... I'll stop pestering you. About the kid anyway, I'm still gonna hang around. Your talent got you here, not me. Don't worry about the kid." Virgil snapped his fingers and disappeared, leaving a small puff of purple that seemed to glow.

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Roman Prince and Christine Canigula, Hollywood's Power Couple, Announce Divorce
"It just wasn't right," Prince tells press. "Chris is still a dear friend of mine, we just weren't meant to be married."

Internet Declares Roman Prince "Gay Icon"
In a shocking and emotional video, Roman Prince draped a rainbow flag around himself and told the world, "I'm done with hiding. I'm here, and I'm me, and I refuse to feel ashamed."

Roman Prince Spills Tea on Unrequited Romance
"He's wonderful." Prince says. "I wish I could tell him."

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      Virgil held the magazine so tight, he was afraid he might rip it. Of course he was happy for Roman but he couldn't help feel... he didn't know. But it wasn't good. He snapped his fingers and suddenly was on the couch beside Roman in their basically shared home. Roman merely glanced at him.
      "I was wondering when you were gonna show, you were gonna be late for The Bachelor."
      Virgil held up the magazine. "Does this mean I get my kid?" Roman looked at the magazine with a smile.
      "That depends."
      "On what?"
      "On you."
      Virgil blinked. "What?" This didn't make sense. This was a dream, this obviously wasn't real, Roman didn't feel that way about him.
      "What if my firstborn was yours too?" Roman asked nonchalantly.
       "I—You—I'm the—What?!"
       "I'm in love with you." Oh. Suddenly everything clicked in Virgil's mind. He was the mystery man Roman kept talking about. Roman wanted to spend the rest of his life with Virgil and well who was he to pass that up?

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Roman Prince Reveals New Boyfriend (Going By The Pseudonym "Anxiety")  And The Internet Totally Ships It
"We are very happy," Prince tells us. "Our favorite thing is the ship name. Prinxiety? That's so creative, like what?"

Prinxiety Wedding is Nothing Short of Magical!
"I've literally never been happier in my life, really," Anxiety—now revealed as Virgil Underwood-Prince—told us. "He's the love of my life."

The Internet Is In Love with Prinxiety Baby!
"The adoption process is long and exhausting and messy, but we couldn't be happier with our choice." #PrinxietyBaby has been trending on Twitter for months and the couple finally revealed his name. Internet, meet Remy Underwood-Prince!

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    Virgil laid his son in his crib and gave his husband a hug.
     "Deal complete."