The Logical Exception

{ Chapter 11 - Dreams and Reality }

"Roman, my little emperor. What are you doing?" Roman could hear the soft voice of a woman he couldn't remember. Was this a memory? His memories before the orphanage were so few and far in between that whenever he thought he remembered something, he grasped at it like leaves in the wind.

"I'm playing kingdoms!" His voice was so small, and he was so young. He was happy, was this what it had been like?

"Is that what you and Remus are doing? It looks like you had fun, but we have to get ready for dinner. Do you think the two of you could put everything away?" She spoke softly and her voice was kind.

Roman could tell it was all a dream, it had a certain etherealness to it that his everyday life just didn't have. Not to mention, he had had this dream before and each time he woke up he felt the same way. Lost.

He didn't even know if these dreams were memories or if they were just dreams, but it made him wonder. What would have happened if their parents had decided to keep them? Would he feel more confident in himself? Would Remus be more normal? Roman sat up in his bed, looking over at his mirror. There were bags under his eyes, and Remus would surely notice. He groaned, flinging his arm over his face as he debated just not getting up. It would be easier to just stay in bed, but he had an interview today and he needed to get work.

After he finally got up and got ready, Roman made his way down to the kitchen. He switched the coffee pot on and waited for it to brew, looking around their small apartment. He and Remus had been lucky to find such a cheap place, especially one in the city. Remus had said he didn't care, claiming he could live in a cardboard box and be fine. "Good Morning brother dearest?"

The rat-man himself was skipping down the stairs, looking at his brother with a smirk. "Ohhh you had the dream again didn't you? Did you finally kill the imposter like I suggested?"

"You know I don't have control over my dream like that. At least, not this one."

Remus just shrugged, grabbing the dry macaroni out of the cupboard and pouring it into a cereal bowl before pouring grabbing the orange juice.

"What if it is true? What if we had loving parents that abandoned us?" Roman poured himself the coffee, trying not to focus on that though. He had his brother, wasn't that enough?

"Does it matter?" Remus asked. "We have each other, and that's enough. We don't need anyone else. We don't need parents, we don't need partners, though I guess you are probably still going to get yourself a bea eventually. I have plans for when that happens."

"I hate you."

Remus cackled, pouring orange juice and coffee into his bowl that held the macaroni. Both men knew Roman didn't mean it. "Love me or hate me I'll always be a part of you." He took a spoonful of the weird breakfast and bite into it, causing a shiver to run down Roman's spine.

"You are disgusting."

His eyes lit up, "Really, you mean it?" Remus hugged his brother as if that was the best compliment he could have ever received.

"Of course I do," He pushed his brother off him, but gave Remus a smirk. "And I'm sure you will find someone who enjoys your brand of weirdness or at least tolerates it."

The other twin's eyes seemed to dull a bit at that comment, grabbing his bowl once again. "I don't know Ro," he chuckled at the rhyme, "Even if someone did like me, Patton kind of ruined me. I like the soft fluffy ones." He had set his bowl on the table and was making a motion like he was playing with Patton's soft curly hair. "They are just so much fun to ruin! And... I don't think I'm going to get that again, but it's okay." Remus tried to cheer up. "I have you, I have my coffee breakfast soup, and I have my powers. I don't need Patton."

Roman smiled, not wanting to push it. He couldn't be mad at Patton for breaking up with Remus, he wasn't obligated to love Remus, but he was still mad at the situation. Everything had just completely fallen apart for them.

He didn't want to dwell on it.

Roman smacked his hands on the counter before standing up straight. "Well, I have an interview, as I am the only one in this household who has been attempting to keep us afloat."

"That sounds like a you problem."

Roman rolled his eyes, "I am going to get ready and hopefully we will have a steady income and I can convince you to eat something other than dry noodles mixed with OJ and Coffee."

"Over my dead body Ro."

"Wouldn't that be nice for both of us?"

Remus flipped Roman off before going back to his bowl of noodles, allowing the loud crunch to fill the silence. Half of the reason he ate this weird mixture was because it annoyed Roman, and it was fun to annoy Roman, especially on days where his guard was already down.

AN: Don't worry I know it's short, but I'm planning on releasing a second chapter today as long as I can get it finished! Have a good day!