Alone (A Sanders Sides Ship Story)

Chapter one: Issues

Hey all, I'm Italy_Arrivederci, and this is my first attempt at a story! Hope you all enjoy! Updates will not be constant as I have school and Girl Scouts, but when I do post one, it'll probably be a longer chapter. Bai!

Virgil laid on his bed, song lyrics blaring into his ears. "We'll carry on, we'll carry on. And though you're broken and defeated, your memory will carry-" Gerad was cut off by Thomas summoning Virgil. Again. What was it this time?! Hiding his irritation, he rose up. "Sup Thomas." Logan and Roman were arguing yet again, about who knows what this time. 

"Well then Merry Bitchmas!" 

"Why you little-" 

"Me, little?! Preposterous!" 

"Well I was going to say little shit, figuratively, but yet again, YOU CUT ME OFF. You are so… so…" 

"So what? Just say it." 

"So ARROGANT."

Surprise, surprise. Happens every day. Virgil starts to sink back down, but can't. Physically cannot. Figures. He catches Roman's eye and laughs. 

"What are you laughing at, Hot Topic?" 

He blushes a bit but recovers quickly. "Aweee, you think I'm hot." He brushes the hair out of his eyes, to see Princey staring at him. He looks around the room, pretending not to notice. The atmosphere instantly becomes happier. 

"Hey kiddos, why are we fighting? We're all apart of Thomas's brain." Patton pops up, cardigan slightly askew. Logan meets eyes with Patton. "Patton, please fix your cardigan. It… what's the word…" He flips through his index cards. "Ah yes, it triggers me." 

"Oh good job Logan, you learned a new word!" Roman golf claps, mocking him.

Logan gets flustered. "Why do you always have to pick on me? Why not… why not Virgil?" He then sinks down, his face very red. 

"Well, that wasn't very brave of him. He should stay and fight!" Roman brandishes a sword, already starting to sink down. 

"Roman, buddy, I think it's best if I talk to him. Y'know, happy pappy Patton?" Patton grips his arm, then sinks down. 

Roman looks slightly sad, leaning against the wall in a not very Princey way. 

Thomas looks at Roman."Roman, I think Patton is right. You need to stop being so… Princey." He then goes upstairs and shuts his door. 

Now it's only Virgil and Roman. Awkward. Roman starts to sink down. " I guess nobody wants me here. I'm just an arrogant prince, after all." 

Virgil lunges at him and grabs his shoulder pad. He doesn't want Princey to go. Not yet. "Roman, wait. I want you here." Roman looks up at him. "Really? After all I've done? All I've said?" Virgil has an overwhelming feeling for Roman. Like he wants to take care of him. He shakes his head, clearing his mind. Of course Princey doesn't like him. Why would he? 

"Of course Roman. Thomas needs you too. Just give Logan time. This has been going on for how long now?" He smirks and sinks down into his room. Of course he doesn't like Virgil. Who would?