Lies and Dysphoria

Chapter 6-- creeping

The day went by as normal. Patton tried his best not to ask questions but Virgil was always at the back of his mind. He was just curious. He didn't want to hurt the boy, so he stade quiet.

Roman, however, could not keep quiet.
"I demand to know where my pillow is!"
Roman said, almost shouting.

"Calm down kiddo! It was only a plain white one right? It not that important, you have others!" Patton replied, noticing Virgil's worried expression.

"NOT THAT IMPORTANT??!!, IT IS A VITAL PIECE OF MY PRACTICALLY PERFECT PILLOW FORT THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!"

"Roman stop yelling okay!" said Virgil, on the verge of tears.

Patton glanced over at virgil for the fourth time that night and saw the tears that were going to form in his sons brown eyes. He looked back at Roman who had fallen over from jumping up and down like a toddler having a tantrum.

"I can yell if I want to!! Why are you still here anyway??!! Did you steal my pillow??!!!"
Roman started walking towards Virgil, glaring at him straight in the eyes. He didn't get very far, however, because Patton (being the dad) practically ran in between the two sides and faced Roman with a 'stop this now or there will be consequences' look.

Slowly Roman calmed down and looked at Virgil who was practically cowering behind Patton, like he was trying to blend into his shadow.
"sorry virgil" the Prince muttered

"what was that Roman I didn't here you?" replied Patton, still letting Virgil hide behind him.

"Sorry virgil! I shouldn't have accused you for stealing my pillow!" he said trying to be as nice as possible.

"great! Now why don't I buy you another pillow if it is that important Roman!" It was strange, almost creepy, how he went from stern parent, back to happy pappy patton in under a second, one would need some talent to do that.

"it's fine pat, I'll do it" Roman muttered and walked off. He had run out of energy from acting like a toddler and he just wanted to sleep. His curiosity and anger had another thing in mind and before he knew it, Roman was standing in the middle of the darker trait's bedroom.

As soon as the Prince stepped inside, he immediately felt dejected and worried. He couldn't imagine what it felt like to be the embodiment of anxiety let alone just standing in his shadowy room.

Roman searched for his pillow trying not to move much (because of fear that Virgil would notice).
Feeling disgruntled at the absence of his pillow, Roman turned to the doorway, only to see Virgil's bathroom light still turned on.

Hastily, Roman entered the bathroom, scrunching up his face as the plastic door creaked when he opened it.

He scanned the room only to find his pillow on the side of the bathtub, next to an old cloth and a bathtub full of water. It wouldn't have looked that unusual if it wasn't for the huge red stain in the middle of the white fabric and the water seemed to be dyed too.

Wtf was Virgil doing In his bathroom? You know what, creativity didn't want to think about it, he just shut the door and tiptoed back into his own room, disturbed by what he just saw.