Ultimatum (A Sanders Sides Descendents fan fic)

Uh-oh

Roman's POV:

Oh. My. Disney. These VKs look like a bunch of emo nightmares, and how Patton reacted to getting out of the car makes me hate them even more than I already hate them. (Dang it Roman, you are in Disney, I told you not to say that! Sorry, CC. It's just Disney is so beautiful, makes me wanna sing, you know what, I am. A dream is a wish your heart ma... Enough, if this happens again I'm taking away your mirrors. *Offended Princey noises* You can't do that, a prince has got to slay! Then don't let it happen again. Fine) Wait a minute, I can only see three, where's the fourth? I nudge Logan, "I only see three, where's the fourth?" I whisper casting a glance at him.

"Judging on how the three visible have placed themselves in a semicircle around the car door, I have come to the conclusion that he is standing behind them." He states in a low voice.

"Jeez calculator watch, I only needed a simple answer, not a drawn-out explanation" I snip back. "As you've heard, you are now attending the glorious Auradon Prep, home of the Auradon Knights." I declare loudly for all to hear.

"Really? I think the correct term would be stuck-up bitchy preps" Someone snickers in the group of VKs.

"May I ask who said that" Logan states, bristling a little. I notice Patton looking down a little and Emile let in an inaudible gasp.

"Me" Someone retorts as the snake-faced freak stepped aside, revealing a small boy with brown and purple hair peeking out of the hood of a black leather jacket with purple sleeves, ripped black jeans, and black converse. Such a monstrosity of a design. I'm mentally gasping at how emo he looks, I didn't know they could get any more emo. "What, no hello to your Uncle, how sad." He sneered, pulling his hood down to reveal his face, showing a purple eye, I couldn't see the other because it was covered by his bangs. There is black eyeshadow under his eyes. He makes an offended face with a smirk, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Patton, Emile please go get our father," Logan states, narrowing his eyes.

"Got it," Emile responds before pulling Patton's arm and bounding off, dragging Patton behind him.

"I assume you are Virgil Bora, son of Maleficent?" Logan asks raising an eyebrow, glaring at the group.

"The one and only," Virgil retorts with a smirk growing across his face, he looks likes he is internally laughing like the diseased maniac he is.

"Then that must mean the one beside you is Janus Kek and the two behind you are Remy Somnum and Remus Sephtis." Logan states.

"Obviously not," Snake-face hisses, I'm pretty sure his name is Janus.

"Oh, I'm sorry for my mistake then what are your names?" Logan asks confused.

"He's smarter than he looks," He says turning to Virgil than turning back to us. "Get it through your thin skull that you are wrong," He hisses bluntly.

"I know I'm wrong, that why I was asking for your correction, you do not need to patronize me." Logan snips, clearly offended, just not showing it.

"Ok, I'm sick of these and need a coffee, Glasses, you got us right and Dee is not patronizing you, he is just saying that you are blunt." The boy with glasses snaps. Suddenly a cup of coffee appears in his hand. "Gurl, this better not be another illusion or I will make you suffer." He growls.

"Whatever to make you miserable, you won't think you don't have coffee." Snake-boi hisses.

Emile's POV:

I know Logan sent Patton and me to get King Ben, even though I could handle it by myself, to get Patton out of there. "Patton, what happened when you went over there, I haven't seen you this bad in so long," I tell him quietly. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I slow down so we are walking, still, hand-in-hand, I squeeze his hand slightly.

"I-I-It was so bad, pla-places where r-run dow-down, a-and pe-peop-people w-where dr-dressed in r-rags." He manages to stutter out. "I wanna help all of the kids there, no matter how bad, they all need some love and better education." He states firmly, as he slowly stopped shaking and a face of determination on his face. I smile,

"Com'n, let's get King Ben," I exclaim with Patton's sudden change in mood. We race off to his office and knock.

"Come in," a voice from inside rings. I open the door and walk-in, Patton trailing behind me.

"Good Afternoon sir, Logan sent us to get you, I believe it's about the VKs," I tell him.

"Oh, are they here?"

"Yes, sir"

"Emile, please stop calling me sir in private, you can just call me Ben." He says, a smile appearing on his face.

"Ok, sorry si-Ben."

"We should probably head back down there." He states getting out of his chair, putting his crown on his head. He walks out the door, motioning us to follow.

I swear if Roman breaks more than the second wall, I will personally make him watch as I smash his mirrors then melt dispose of them. 

I think that's a bit harsh CC

Oh, what do you suggest Patton?

OoOOoo, you should also replace all his music with MCR, FOB, or some other band.

Not a bad idea Virgil, I might take that into consideration.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, don't do that, he's gonna get so upset!

I won't do it... Yet, but you guys need to get out of here. SHOO!

I don't know what to put here, other than anxiety is a bitch and We are all going to die one day. And yes, Thomas is going to be in here, we haven't gotten to that part yet. Stay healthy

-CC