It started with a photo ~ Prinxiety Fic

Chapter 2 ~ Patton's right...

~ Virgil's POV ~

My thoughts had only just caught up to me. It didn't occur to me how different things looked until then. I straightened (hahhahahha ya mean gayened- okay,I'll go now-) myself up and looked around. Wherever I was looked so different  from what I can remember. Last I was here was when-

"I-I was going... to be shot-" I mumbled and suddenly fell forwards, barely catching myself on the empty pedestal.

~ 3rd POV ~ 

Roman rushed forwards to help steady Virgil.

"Shot? What do you mean?!" he exclaimed, causing the heads of all those in the park to turn their way

"Wh-Where am I?! What year is it?!" Virgil panted, trying to catch his breath

"We're in America and it's 2019... Why?" Roman responded, holding Virgil upright by his shoulders.

"Oh no.. Mother, Father-!" Virgil feel forward again, only to be caught in Roman's arms again. He gave up trying and fell limp, causing to two to drop the to floor. Roman didn't let go of Virgil but he kept him talking.

"Can you tell me your name? Age?"

"Uh.. Uhm- V-Virgil, I think- and.. t-twenty three?"

"Good, good.. anything else you remember?" Roman began to softly rub Virgil's back

"N-No- other than I was... stood up there-" Virgil indicated to the podium, "-and... someone was.. going to... shoot me.." He stuttered, breathing going slightly uneasy

"Okay, okay. That's fine, calm down..."

A couple minutes had passed and so Roman released his grasp, stood up, held his hand out and once Virgil had taken it and pulled himself up, walked away, leaving the poor anxious one alone to wander around

~ Logan's POV ~

While taking my shower, I realised that... Patton was correct. As much as I hated to admit it, maybe there was no logical answer as to what we witnessed. It just doesn't make sense if I try to give it an answer which seems impossible but in all honesty, I just cannot figure it out.

I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my waist and walked back to my room. I changed into a plain black shirt and jogging bottoms, my unicorn onesie and one of my older ties. Although I wear a different (and much more fitting) tie now, it does not match with the onesie so I wear an older, seldom worn one to make things fit.

For once in my life, I was stuck with an issue I can't resolve and... I'm stuck..

"I'll find an answer, eventually. A logical one at that." I huffed and walked downstairs to make some coffee. Patton immediately saw me and so he began to giggle.

"Awh, Logie, you look adorable!" he squealed, running up and hugging me. I returned the hug, holding back a smile.

"Well, that is good. I am glad that my appearance pleases you." I responded, pulling away after a second. "Would you like some coffee?" I asked a little while after I had began to make the coffee and both Patton and I had turned silent.

"No thanks, Logie. May I have a hot chocolate/cocoa, instead?"

"Of course." I replied, got a second mug and began to make Patton's drink

~ Patton's POV ~

While Logan made my drink, I pulled some text and exercise books from underneath the coffee table and began to study. I was still technically at University and honestly, things weren't going as well as they used to. I was once top of the class but now I can't do anything. I appreciate all of the help Logan insists on giving me but sometimes, it isn't enough

"Studying again, I see." a chuckle came from the kitchen

"Yeah, I'm still falling behind a little so I might as well since I have the time." I sighed, pushing my glasses up onto my nose. Logan came and sat next to me with out drinks just moments later and, as always, leaned over my shoulder and began to help me.

"Ooh, literature!" Logan's voice became happy and excited

"You can do it for me if you want.." I huffed, taking a sip of my hot chocolate

"Now now, Patton, you have to study. You don't want to fail your exams, now, do you?"

"I honestly couldn't care less, Logan.." I mumbled, looking away

"Patton.." Logan's tone instantly changed to being serious again. He put my drink down, grabbed my hands and stared into my eyes with 'that' look.

"F-Fine..." I croaked, my voice breaking slightly

Logan smiled. "Good. Now if you'd prefer it, we can take a break for a while or after studying."

"Now please..." I asked

"Alright. Now, which movie should we watch? Unless you had any other ideas-"

"Winnie the Pooh!" I yelled, jumping up excitedly and giggling. Logan nodded and put the disk in. He ran off to make some popcorn and arrived back just in time for the start

 ~ Timeskip until after the movie ~

Logan and I had just finished Winnie the Pooh and were about to get started with my studying when a knock came at the door. I got up and ran to answer it. I was surprised to see Remus standing there.

"Hey, Pat!" he called, surprisingly happily. "You busy?"

"Actually, we were about to-" Logan started from behind me but I cut him off as I really didn't want to study.

"Nope, come in! What do you need?" I stepped to the side to let Remus in and sat down in my spot with him sitting just by my side.

(B is Remus, I is Logan/Roman when it comes to him and normal is Patton)

"So you know how I said I have a brother?"

"Yeah?"

"Well he apparently saw you at the park today."

"Oh, he did? What does he look like?"

"Well, he looks a lot like me except he wears red and white-"

"Oh, yeah, I saw him too! Anyway, was that all you wanted to tell me?"

"Nope! He actually wants to talk to you! He was going on about you and something at home."

"Oh, then let's go!"

"But Patton, you haven't eaten lunch yet and I have to help you study." Logan pointed out. His face was in the expression that I hated and he knew that I hated it.

"Oh, he'll be fine, Nerd! He can eat at mine and you can study later!"

"Patton-"

"Logan, please-" (OUR GOAL'S BENEVOLENT YOU KNOW ME I DON'T CARE (And that's when my wrist was destroyed so as of now, slow writing! Yaaaay-) FOR SENTIMENT OMG-  No? Okay I'll go now-)

"Fine. But we are doing extra studying later." 

Logan picked a book up off of the coffee table and began to read. I left the house with my head down.

"Hey, cheer up, Patty-cake! It'll get better!"

"You're right.." I looked up and faked a smile to make Remus happy. We soon arrived at his house and his supposed 'brother' rushed out, a piece of red thread attached to his index (pointer, for those Americans out there) finger. He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and began to shake them violently

"You!" he exclaimed, not stopping or letting go, "You're the one from earlier!"

"Wh- yeah, I think so-!" I responded, slightly confused and pretty dizzy. Remus walked over to us and pulled his brother away from me.

"Let's get you both inside. We can talk it out properly once we're all sat down.."

(Word count: 1203. That gif at the top is my mood when I destroyed my wrist. I was halfway through writing chapter 3 (yes, I have it written out on paper and I just copy it out on here) as well as this. I also can't write or draw at the moment so yeah, I'm dead. Anyway, NotAVSCO out~)