Twenty-One: Orphanage Pt. 1

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(This will probably be like 5 parts knowing me lol)

~A few weeks later~

Patton was skipping happily as he was ahead of the others. Logan was gently smiling at his childish boyfriend. Virgil was wheeling Deirdre with Roman next to him. Deceit, Remy, Emile, and Remus also tagged along.

Patton then stopped in front of a two-story building and exclaimed, "Behold! The orphanage!"

"Well, let's go in." Logan held out his right hand to Patton. Patton took it and Logan opened the door for him. "After you."

"Aw, thanks, Logie." Patton smiled.

"Yeah, thanks, Logie," Remy smirked.

Logan rolled his eyes a bit as everyone walked through the door.

Everyone looked around the orphanage. A few kids who were playing looked over at them. They looked at each other and smiled.

"Company!" They yelled. A few more kids ran down the stairs.

"I swear, these kids." A lady who looked to be in her late fifties muttered as she was manning the front desk. "How can I help you?"

"We're here to volunteer." Patton smiled.

"Great, here's a list of what to do. I'll be in the backroom getting some actual rest." She said quickly and handed Patton a list. She walked to the back room and slammed the door shut.

"O... kay?" Patton's smiled wavered a bit. He looked at the kids. "So, what are your names?"

"We don't have any." A boy smiled. Deidre noticed a gap in his teeth. He had black hair, pale skin, orange eyes, a black choker, a black beanie, a grey hoodie, black jeans, and orange shoes. "You can just call me Pranks. I was named that since I love pulling pranks on others!"

"You can call me Missy! My long name is Misleading Compliments since I love to mislead people with compliments." Another boy smiled. He had brown hair, peach skin, pink eyes, a pink jacket with yellow and blue squares on it, a white shirt underneath, blue jeans, and pink shoes.

"Narrator. I love to narrate others' lives." A boy said. He had dark brown neat hair, peach skin, glasses, grey eyes, grey sweater vest with a black button-up shirt underneath, grey jeans, and black shoes.

"Critic. I critique other works of art such as paintings and food." Another boy said, tweaking his square glasses. He had dark brown neat hair, peach skin, black eyes, a grey scarf, a black sweater, black jeans, and grey shoes.

"And I'm Imagination, you can call me Imag if you want! I love to create and Imagine things!" The last boy said. He looked to be the youngest. He had light curly brown hair, peach skin, lots of freckles, green eyes, a blue shirt with a rainbow on it sitting on clouds, blue jeans, and green shoes.

"Well, what does it say on the list?" Logan asked.

"Um... it says they have lunch at precisely twelve. What time is it?" Patton questioned.

"It's almost twelve," Emile said, looking at his phone.

"Let's get their lunch sorted then. Where's the...?" Patton trailed off. "Where's the kitchen?"

"Over here." Missy led them over to the kitchen entrance.

"We have sandwiches to eat as always." Critic muttered.

"Sandwiches? Hm..." Patton hummed and walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and smiled. "I can work with this."

"Hm?" The kids wondered what Patton was talking about. Logan smiled at his boyfriend.

"So, what are your names?" Pranks asked.

"I'm Virgil, this is Deirdre. The person making food is Patton. My boyfriend's name is Roman. This is Remy, Emile, Logan, Deceit, and Remus." Virgil said, gesturing to everyone with him.

"What is Patton doing?" Narrator questioned.

"He's using his cooking skills and making food. The results will be amazing, trust me." Remy said. Everyone except for the kids nodded.

"What is he making exactly?" Imag asked.

"Who knows? We just know it'll be amazing." Deceit said.

"Oooooo! I can't wait!" Missy clapped his hands together.

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