Come Back Home

Chapter 8

Dark

Virgil sat in his room, wondering why Remus's brother... What was his name again? Roman. Why had Roman visited?

"Virgil!" called Deceit from downstairs. "Food's ready!"

"Coming!" replied Virgil.

"Virgil?"

He mustn't have said it loud enough, his voice certainly was questionable at the moment. "Coming!" he repeated, and this time Deceit heard him, because he replied,

"Better hurry! You don't want it getting cold!"

Virgil came downstairs slowly, gripping the banister on the way down.

He had gotten changed out of his old clothes, (He hated the purple, he wasn't sure why he'd ever worn it in the first place, it was disgusting) and was now wearing an oversized black hooded jumper with dark grey pockets, black tracksuit pants and thick soled black sneakers.

"Hey! Nice outfit!" called Deceit from the kitchen.

Virgil gave a weak smile. "Thanks."

Virgil sat down at the table as Deceit slid a hot dog on a plate across the table toward him. Virgil suddenly realised how hungry he was, and picked it up eagerly.
"Thanks Dee," he said, voice weak. Deceit nodded acknowledgement.

"What's wrong with him?" he heard Remus whisper.

What's wrong with who?

"The wipe," he heard Deceit reply quietly. "Leaves you a bit drained."

Virgil was confused, but turned his attention to the food in his hands. He didn't know who the "him" was that they were talking about, but it didn't matter. He was at home, with his friends, and all was well.

And he was hungry.

After lunch, Remus and Deceit were watching a movie on the couch, and as Virgil slowly walked over, he saw Remus put an arm around Deceit's shoulders, and Deceit melt into him slightly.

Virgil smiled.

He made his way to the couch and sat down next to Deceit, who offered him the popcorn bowl. He took a handful and leaned back to enjoy the movie.

Light

Roman sat in his room on his bed, head in his hands.

He had already told the others what he'd seen, and had asked them to leave him alone for a while.

Tears were pouring down his face.

I'm sorry Virge. I'm sorry I was too late to save you. I'm sorry.

He broke down with renewed sobs.

The was a small knock on the door, followed by Patton's voice. "Roman? I know you might not want them, but... I made cookies!"

"Thanks Pat," replied Roman thickly, wiping his face. "You can come in."

The door creaked open and Patton stood there, holding a plate of cookies. He walked over to Roman and held it out.

Roman took three and threw himself onto his pillow.

"Thanks Patton," came Roman's muffled voice from somewhere inside his pillow.

"You're welcome, Roman. Let me know if you want more, okay?"

"Okay."

Patton then left the room and shut the door behind him.

Roman began to sob again.

I'm sorry Virgil. I'm so so sorry.

Dark

Virgil looked to his right as the movie ended. Deceit and Remus were asleep, arms around each other.

Virgil went to get a blanket, draped it over the two of them, then went up to bed.

The next morning, Virgil woke up to loud crackling from downstairs.

He came downstairs and a wave of smell hit him.

Remus was making bacon in the kitchen, and Deceit was still dead to the world on the couch.

Virgil knew that he could sleep through a tornado. He looked at Remus.

"Would that bacon be okay without you tending it for a minute?"

Remus looked back at him. "Should be. Why?"

Virgil looked pointedly at Deceit, then back at Remus. "Want to do something dangerous?"

Remus looked at Deceit too, and back at Virgil. An evil smile crossed his face. "What'd'you have in mind?"

Virgil walked to the kitchen, grabbed a jug, filled it with water, and held it out to Remus. "Want to do the honours?"

Remus shook his head. "You can."

"Okay." Virgil and Remus walked over to Deceit, not caring about how loud they were being. He wouldn't wake up anyway.

Virgil held the jug over Deceit's head, and looked at Remus.

"Three.." He said.

"Two," continued Remus.

"One!" They both yelled as Virgil dumped the entire jug of water all over Deceit's head and they both jumped backwards about three metres.

Deceit was up in an instant, waving his arms, coughing and hissing, and promptly fell off the couch, still spluttering.

Virgil and Remus were hi-fiving and laughing their heads off.

"Funny," said Deceit between splutters. "Really witty."

Remus walked over to him and knelt down beside him. Deceit hit him in the arm with a sopping wet sleeve. "My favourite jumper.." Deceit muttered. "If this is anything but water, you two are both dead."

Remus reassured him it was water, because Virgil had yet to compose himself.

Virgil took big gulps of air, eyes streaming, sitting on the floor, while Remus headed back to the kitchen to save the bacon before it burned.

Deceit squished his way upstairs to change into something dry, and came downstairs a minute later in a bright yellow jumper, the fluffiest jumper Virgil had ever seen.

Remus called out, "Bacon's ready!" and then saw Deceit. He took the bacon off the heat, and said "Dee. Cuddles. Now."

Virgil snorted.

Remus walked over to Deceit, and hugged him, hard. Deceit tried to look like he wasn't enjoying it, but Virgil could see the way he melted into the hug.

Virgil snorted again and helped himself to bacon.

Remus let Deceit go a moment later, and he walked over to the kitchen to get himself bacon.

As they sat at the kitchen table, eating their bacon, Virgil could see the blush on Deceit's cheeks and he slowly lifted his collar higher and higher around his face, the way Remus sat just a little too close to Deceit, and smirked.

They definitely liked each other. It was kind of obvious after the show earlier.

Virgil finished quickly and dumped his plate in the sink. "Well I'm done, I'm going to head upstairs and do stuff, you two do whatever bye." He said all this very fast as he raced up the stairs. The atmosphere was getting awkward, and Virgil could see they probably wanted some alone time.

He was more than happy to give them that.

Hey guys! I have no idea where Demus came from, but it will happen.