The Slithering

Party in the Palace chapter 12

T.W. Remus talk, mention of Deceit's conditions,  

  I woke up with a nauseous feeling that slipped away slightly when I saw the peaceful child, breathing deeply on my lap. I took a second to inhale the aroma of the baby. The new person smell was comforting. 

Well that sound pervertish.

     Though it was true! Seriously, have you ever sniffed a baby when if was clean? It was better than the new car smell. I gradually stood up and put the baby into a cradle I made. I looked down at the poor thing. All I knew about it was that it was orange.

     I feel bad for not knowing what side the baby is. It is like not caring what your child's personality is like. Unlike orange, Virgil came with a label that told me that he was anxiety. I blew it a kiss and walked over to the door.

     As much as I didn't want to eat, I had to stay at least a bit fit so that I could take care of Orange. For now, calling the child Orange instead of just baby or child seemed right. I was reaching for the door knob when I looked back to see Orange once more. His little stomach rising and falling with each steady breath was soothing. 

     When I turned around to look back at the door, I got a good, hard glimpse at my mirror. What was starring back wasn't even me. My hair was noticeably a bush, even with my hat on. My clothes had wrinkles for ways. Not to mention stains and stench. Now that I think about it, I haven't changed in 3 months. My gloves were now stained with white spots from baby powder and powdered formula. Though that wasn't even the worst part. I stared right into my eyes. Then I saw it. My face was completely snake.

     I ran into my closet and took off my clothes. I wasn't completely scale, but more of my body was covered in scales than on average. I threw my filthy clothes into the hamper. While I had them off and changed into my last clean suit. Like the last time I put it on a couple months ago, I saw my curved reflection in the gold-tinted buttons of the jacket. 

     After I got changed, I didn't even care what my hair looked like. I walked out and didn't go back.

     I sat in the kitchen, just pondering these sudden emotions, and why they have come now of all times? There was only one person who could help.

     After I got done what needed it be done I dressed up Orange. Nothing to formal, but something that won't get him taken away. God, please don't take my baby away.

     I called a number and the phone range in my ear. I snapped and I was able to contour up a bottle for him. I didn't know I could do that. I held the child feeding it with both of my arms and the phone being held up to my ear via shoulder.

     "Goodbye, when do you not have a space open for either today, or tomorrow?" I wouldn't be to worried about schedule for this guy if it wasn't for him just being a character that Thomas made up for videos and made him cartoon obsessed.

     "I am actually open at the moment, so if you want to come in, you are able to. I will mark you down Deceit." he sounded, proud almost. Like he was glad that I called him. He then said, "RIght now through tomorrow will work. Have a lovely day." He then just hung up right then and there.

Remus's  POV

     Deceit stormed out of the room and I was in utter shock.  I was just their. Not doing anything. "Remus!" Roman screamed and I shot out of my daze. "Calm down, your scaring Patton." Calm down? Scaring Patton? I must have clearly been confused because then Logan needed to add his two scene. "Roman, he was in a trance he doesn't know what he did."

     I then got a look from Patton and everyone turned toward the dad figure. He was repeating a phrase. "Deceit, baby, comfort, gone." Over and over again to himself. Did I create this ungodly trend? "Sorry Patton, I didn't know." That is all I could manage to say.

     Then, Logan came up with an idea we were all exited for, even Virgil. "Why don't we see a group therapist?" Well, we weren't necessarily exited, it was more of an understood agreement. "I'll schedule an appointment with Dr. Pacani right now." Logan pulled out hi phone and dialed a number. He stepped out to the hall way, but did not go further than the door frame.

     "We can go to his office right now." We all nodded in unison and popped into an office building. Virgil looked extremely sick.

     We looked around a bit and it was quite unnerving just with the feel of the room. The waiting room consisted of many stuffed animals and books. It actually looked like a living room with the assorted couches and chairs scattered throughout the space.

     Logan then pulled the group together. "How is this going to work?" He was talking like we weren't in an empty building. I was a bit confused, but luckily, I didn't need to sound stupid for Patton had just asked what that meant. Logan adjusted his neck tie, "I meant like are we going by ourselves, in pairs, a group of 2 and a group of three, all together? I did tell him that we were just coming, not how we were going to approach him." 

     I thought about it a second, not really having an answer when Roman spoke up. "I think we should go in pairs." He said this more of a question than a statement. Logan then hummed a little then came back to us, ''There are 5 of us and one of us will be excluded if we go in pairs. Because I am logical thinking, I will stay behind while you talk through your emotions."

     Patton was not thrilled with this statement. "Well then, we can make it groups of two and three.'' Patton seemed pretty confident in his answer. Then after pretty much not hearing him all day except for in Deceit's room, he spoke up. 

     "Would you guys mind if I talk to Dr.Pacani, alone?" We all looked at him sharply then our faces softened in unison. "Well of course Black Widow." Roman, who was a lot more calm, was talking like a close friend. 

     Logan then squinted and declared, "Since Virgil has proposed to going alone, we can do pairs then Patton. As long as you two are okay with it." He looked between Roman and I and I shook my head. "Regina George here can be my partner." I said with a sneer.

     Patton ran up and hugged Logan so tight, it looked like he was suffocating. "That means we are partners!" He sounded so satisfied and hopeful. Patton was a weird one.

     Roman then pulled me to the side. "I am hoping that this will get something out of you that you need to let out. I do not want to do it here, but there's also some stuff that I need to get off my chest." I chucked a plastic sounding chuckle and looked down at my hands. They could be his friend or foe. They could do remarkable things, as well as horribly horrifying ones. His hands, his hands... HIS HANDS! Hands were the power of love and hurt, light and dark. They worked along with verbal actions.

    I stared long and hard at my hands until we were told to pick someone to come in first.

Hello, just wanted to point out that I do NOT know how therapy works. I just knew that I wanted Dr.Pacani in my story at some point though so I am sorry in advance. I am trying to go off the Cartoon therapy episodes as much as I can. Please stay with me. This is going to be a wild ride. Until then check out my youtube channel (VideoPresidant102) and do your best!