Trip Down Memory Lane

Realization chapter 4

     I woke up blinking my eyes rapidly not knowing where I was. I then realized that I wasn't in my room, not even Roman's room. I was sleeping in Logan's bed with Logan on the recliner next to the desk, foot rest up and his glasses tilted slightly to the side and off his head.

Logan's POV last night flash back
     I was sitting on the edge of the Prince's bed slowly turning red with frustration as Roman began singing the opening song. Honestly, I would have preferred watching something Patton wanted to see. Clearly this event was HIS idea. Not that it mattered what Patton wanted to watch anyways, for he was asleep by the end of the first song.

     If I was paying attention to the movie, then how did I know Morality was asleep? Well, he decided to use me as a body pillow. Plus, even though he was asleep, Virgil kept weirdly smiling at Patton as in approval of his slumber. Emotions are confusing.

     As the movie progressed, I got more and more annoyed at Roman as he grew louder with each line he recited. He was going to wake Patton. I then carefully slid the sleeping side under my arms and sat up, mustering all my strength to carry him.

     "Where you going Logan?" said Virgil tiredly as he turned from the television screen. " I don't want Roman to wake Patton, and I'm getting a headache. I thought I would take him to bed and go to bed myself. "

     " I had no idea that you had the strength to lift people Logan. I also didn't know you cared so much for Patton. "

    ¨It is nothing special, I just want to make sure that Thomas is in an average state and Patton is our key to helping Thomas. Good night the two of you. Don't stay up too late, we have work in the morning."

     "Okay MOM" Roman responded, in a cocky tone. Virgil just looked up at me with exhaustion and then went back to the film.

     With careful coordination I carried Patton up the stairs and to his room. When I went in, his bed was so messy that there would be no way that he can sleep on it, so I carried him to my room to sleep on my bed till his bed is clean.

      Without shaking my arms too much, I unfolded the covers to my black bed cover and gently placed Morality into it. Once both of my arms where free, I tucked him in and brushed back his bangs from his eyes. His eyes are the window to a simple soul that no one could understand.

     I went to my recliner to sit and read a book, when I figured that Patton would most appreciate it if I clean his room for him. It probably needs my organization skills anyway.

     I close the door carefully as a walk to Patton's  room and examine the mess that he left for himself. There where tubs and tubs of empty cookie containers overflowing the trash can that Patton kept beside his bed, there was clothes all over the floor, and there was small holes in the wall, almost like they where stabbed into it.

     I first started with the floor and picked up piles of his clothes and put it into the wash not knowing if they where clean or not. While the washer was going, I took put the mounds of cookie containers to the dumpster where I found Remus curled up against a trash bag from a couple weeks ago. Lastly, I vacuumed his bed leaving no more cookie crumbs and fixed his sheets so he could properly sleep in it.

     I went to his bathroom to wash off my hands before putting the clothes in the dryer. It seems that Patton was out of soap, I then opened the medicine cabinet to see if he keeps extra. I didn't find a new bar of soap, but I have found some things that I was curious about from the shelves.

     Patton had a container of anxiety medication for Virgil as needed, 3 bottles of different aspirins, and a bottle of... I dont even know what. The bottle said to take two a day, the date he got it also said last week. It says that there are 100 pills in the bottle, but he only had 2 pills left in the bottle. To take that many pills, no matter what they are, can be very dangerous. Maybe I should check the label to see if there is anything to extreme to worry about.

     "Side effects include headaches, nausea, twisted thoughts and hellish nightmares, heightened mood swings and depressive episodes." Oh, boy. This is terribly bad in Patton's case. Because he is the embodiment of emotion, the last two will effect him severely if he did take to many of these pills. What kind of pills are they anyway? The label is scratched off so I can't tell what they are, but hopefully Patton is doing well.

     Wait... one of the affects are hellish nightmares. HOLY EINSTEIN! Patton is currently asleep and I left him alone! I should be in the room just encase something like that happens.

     I snap my fingers to appear back in my room where Patton is tossing and turning in my bed. His face was scrunched and he was sweating bullets. I quickly sprung to action trying to comfort Morality. How do you comfort though? All I knew how to do was to place him in my lap and rock him back and fourth as I stroked his hair.

     This was quite the calming practice. Plus Patton started to look content with his place and was... kinda precious? I didn't want him to go back to his bed, even if it is cleaned off now. I also didn't want to leave him to get his laundry. So for a great deal of the night I sat in satisfaction rocking the dad figure back and fourth in my arms.

Another chapter done! Hope you like it! More will be out soon! Sorry it took so long to get this out. I didn't realize how long it has been since I worked on it. Do your best!