I shoulda done this way sooner. Also you'll be able to tell when you read this: I want a bagel.
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"🎶So raise your riiiiiiiiiight finger and sooooooolemnly sweeear: Whatever they say about me... IIIIIIIII DON'T CAAAAAAAAAARE!!!"
Virgil sang out while stitching something for a present. Virgil's boyfriend Logan referred him to a Therapist who helped tremendously with their isssues ranging from relationships, to anxieties, to depression, to dysphoria. Emile, the therapist, told them to make a 'recipie for me' project to help with personal self esteem and seeing their worth both as an individual and in their relationship with Logan. Virgil was working on the very last part of their Recipie for Me. Virgil looked up from their karaoke&sewing session when they heard a polite knock at their bedroom door.
"IT'S OPEN!!!"
Virgil called out to the other side, not really caring. They know that the only person who could get in this House was either their boyfriend or their ex who still denies the fact he owns a copy of Virgil's house key and steals all of Virgil's Fucking bagels like GodDAMNIT Deceit buy your own FUCKIN BAGELS!!! Virgil continued with the stitching on the tricolor flag while Logan walked into the room. Good, it's not Deceit. Their bagels were safe.... for now.
"Virgil? Might I ask what all of this is for?"
Logan sat down next to Virgil on the floor, picking up a crochet doll of Logan, one of which that used to be holding hands with a little crochet Virgil. It also disturbed the much caller string voodoo dolls of Remus, Roman, Deceit, and Patton that were lying against them. If you have no idea what those are, google the NOLA Voodoo Dolls they're adorable and I love them. There were thousands of little trinkets and doodads strung across the floor about to be organized in a small, broken laundry basket because that perfectly described Virgil's life.
"A project that Emile gave me for the week. A self esteem project. It's called a 'Recipie for Me' and you make little crafts and collect childhood items hat give you nostalgia or have a deep meaning to you, and you put them in a box. Then you take a picture and write down what's in it and alter it when it changes. It's a reminder that I'm unique and my preferences and ideas matter and stuff like that. I'm making a little pride flag thingy majig to act as a blanket in the box and, uh, yeah. It's actually going really well, though I'm worried I won't fill the entire laundry basket. Also, off topic, remind me to buy more bagels when I go to the store."
Logan nodded, processing all the information right spindly through his brain as he examined some of the things Virgil was gonna put in their Virgil Basket. He probably didn't even note to remember that they need more bagels. He focused on the small photo albums and the old sketchbooks and some old shirts that they made into pillows because they grew too starched to those childhood shirts. One thing stuck out to them in particular. Virgil stsrted to panicky when they saw what was in his hands. He yoinked it.
"Hey! Nuh uh! That's a secret you can't look at that!"
Logan rose an eyebrow, calmly taking it back from Virgil as they started focusing on their breathing. Well, there it goes. Drat. He was going to make it a surprise and everything. Logan skimmed over it and Virgil held his breath, biting his bottom lip. Yikes. He needs to calm down. It's not like this is bad. So what if he knows what Virgil was going to do now. And no, it's not make some bagels. Though, they could go for some bagels right now... maybe this oneshot should just be called 'bagels'
"A list? Are you planning to make a separate basket for another topic or is this something for another project entirely?"
"Uh, yeah let's go with that. See, I was going to make one for you as a surprise. I already brought the fabric to make you an asexual pride flag and everything. I was also going to swing by that old fashioned book store to get some of your classics you like. The little me Doll was gonna gonin your basket and I planned on making more voodoo thingies for yours. I just wanted them to ho,d hands for a while..."
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