Chapter I

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"Patton, I-" Virgil is cut off by Patton.

"Kiddo, it's fine. Don't worry about it." He seems his normal self. Then he sinks out and goes to his room.

He immediately lays down on his bed as the tears start to fall. Virgil, of all the sides it had to be Virgil. Why couldn't it have been Roman? He would've loved it. Or Logan, he wouldn't understand, but he definitely wouldn't get angry. But Virgil, well he's kind of unpredictable. One second he could seem sweet as-well-Patton, but the next he could be sour as a lemon. Sometimes it could be scary, but he couldn't know that. He couldn't know Patton was scared, he'd flip out. He'd probably send the whole body into a panic attack over nothing.

Suddenly Patton had a splitting headache and he was getting kind of dizzy. Was he getting sick? Then he blacked out.

When he woke up, everything was blurry for a good minute and his head still hurt like heck. When he looked around, his room was extremely dark and creepy. He felt ... different, somehow. Like his mask fell off, leaving his face bare and sad and naked.

He looked in his mirror, something that normally didn't bother him, and almost screamed. Where his tears had stained his cheeks, there were now black lines seared into his skin. Where his smile usually curved upward, were black stitches pulling it downward. Shakily, he looked at his clothes and found he was wearing all black. Black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black hoodie tied around his shoulders. He was even wearing black converse.

He backed away from the mirror, terrified of himself, hoping against hope it was just a really bad nightmare.

"Patton?"

"PATTON!"

He heard his friends calling him, sounding worried, but he couldn't show himself looking like this. Quickly he ran around looking for his old outfit and some makeup and maybe scar wax.

What would the others think if they saw him like this? Would they still be his friends? Does he still want them to be his friends?

"PATTON, IT'S AN EMERGENCY!"

It was Virgil. He sounded worried, very worried, as usual.

Patton finished pulling on his old outfit and tied his cat hoodie around his shoulders. Then he grabbed the makeup and dabbed thick globs of foundation over his tear scars and frown stitches. He took a deep breath and rose up to greet his friends.

"Thank goodness, you're here, Patton, where have you been. Are you wearing makeup?"

Patton laughed, though he found it much harder to hide his feelings for some reason.

"Yeah, I am, kiddo. Just thought I'd try it out, see what all the hype is about. Y'know?"

"Ohhhhhhhkaaaaaaaayy." Virgil said, sounding very skeptical.

Somehow, Patton knew he couldn't trust the Light Sides with his new identity. He didn't know why, he just knew.

"So what's the emergency?" Patton asked.

"Right, um we actually just have a surprise for you. Follow us?"

Patton, cautiously followed Virgil, Logan, and Roman to the kitchen where there was a cute, homemade cake that read "Happy Birthday, Patton!" in light blue icing, the color of his shirt.

He smiled as big as he could and said in as happy and cute a voice he could, "Aww, you guys. You shouldn't have."

They all just smiled and Roman replied, "Why not? You'd do the same for us. Actually you have done the same for us."

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