Prideful

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Word Count: 1296
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"What kind of plan?" Logan asked skeptically.

"Well no one should get hurt if that's what you're worried about," Remus said crossing his arms.

"Well that's good, but we totally don't want you to tell us what the plan you came up with is," Janus said.

"So I and Roman have this link and using it we can figure out how the other is feeling," Remus started, "Maybe I can focus hard enough I can figure out what's going on with him."
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Roman walked into Virgil's room to see the side sleeping. He looked so peaceful sleeping there. Roman moved and sat next to him.

Roman slowly ran his fingers through Virgil's hair. Virgil shifted a little bit and opened his eyes. He made a noise, still really tired. Virgil looked up at Roman and gave him a sleepy smile.

Virgil shifted and little to cuddle into Roman. Roman got comfortable as he felt a wave of tiredness fall over him. The two ended up falling asleep while cuddling.
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Remus felt himself rise up in a dark abyss. He looked around before noticing a struggling figure chained to the ground. "Roman?"

The figure turned his head. It was Roman with tear stains running down his eyes, "Remus!" He tried to move but the chains were too strong.

Remus ran over too his brother kneeling across from him, "What happened!"

"I felt so alone, and I wasn't my self. And there was this guy and he said he would help me, and so I made a deal," Roman said while beginning to cry again.

"Was his name Damion?" Remus asked.

"Yes!"

"Alright, we promise to save you." Remus backed up and prepared to sink out a return to the real world, but just then a sword ripped through Roman's chest. Romans's body fell behind revealing another Roman standing behind him, he was wearing a darker version of Roman's outfit. His eyes glowed orange and he smiled maniacally.

Remus prepared to run forward only to have the sword pointed at him. Remus didn't get a chance to do anything before he was forcefully sucked down.
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The four others had heard the terrible news about Roman. No one was quite sure what was happening, but just visiting Roman had left Remus sick. "You weren't like this the other time you used this ability," stated.

Remus looked up from the trash can he'd already vomited into once to glare at Janus, "oh why thank you for pointing that out! I had no idea!" Right, when he stopped talking he wants again to hurl into the trash can. Janus cringed back in disgust, sure he'd seen worse from Remus, but it was still gross. Just then Patton and Logan walked in.

Logan went over to where Remus was sitting on the floor on sat next to him. Patton went over to the couch and dropped the two suitcases he was holding. "Are you sure us staying on your side of the mindscape is a good idea?" Patton asked nervously.

"Oh yes I would totally recommend a plan that wasn't a good idea," Janus said dramatically. Patton frowned only to go back to his resting face to look at Remus.

"Are you gonna need some medicine kiddo?" He asked Remus.

"It's fine, just some vomiting. I've felt worse."

"That doesn't mean you don't need medicine," Logan scolded, "It's a yes to the medicine Patton."

Patton nodded and walked to his room. Patton opened the door and looked out at the mess of a room he had. It hadn't been cleaned in forever, Logan was always telling him to sort through it, but he never did. Patton began carefully stepping through the mess heading to his bathroom. Then he passed his desk and paused to look at the drawing on the desk.

He never really knew where it came from. It was just a crudely drawn octopus attacking a ship. However when he looked at it this time he got a familiar feeling of remembering flooding over him.
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A twelve-year-old Patton was wandering in the imagination. He'd lost Roman while they were playing and he had no idea where he was. It was a lot darker here and he kept hearing noises. Just then a twig snapped behind him and he jumped around, "Wh-who's there?"

Another little boy walked out from behind the trees. He seemed younger than Patton. The boy wore a green shirt and black pants and no shoes, each item of clothing was equally covered in dirt. A green paper crown was rested on his head and mustache was drawn on his with a black marker. "I'm Bad Creativity, who are you?"

"Bad Creativity? What's your real name?"

"What do you mean, that is my name."

"Well my name is Patton, don't you have a name like that?"

"I've never thought about that. Maybe I could get one. Anyways, Patton, I'm gonna need to know why you're in my woods."

"I was playing with my friend and I got lost."

"Well I can bring you to my home and then Snakey will know how to get you home."

"Snakey?"

"Yeah he's my friend, and he's really smart," Bad Creativity then grabbed Patton's hand and sunk out.

They both popped into a dark living room. The only thing lighting up the room was the tv that was playing black cauldron. Another boy was sitting on the couch. He was cuddled in a purple blanket, when he heard the arrive he looked over at the two of them before asking, "Wh-Who is h-he?"

"This is my new friend, I think he's a side like us!"

"W-What ki-kind of the side are y-you?"

"I'm morality, but just call me Patton. What's your name?"

"Fear."

"Hey, fear is snakey here right now?"

"No."

"Darn," said bad creativity snapping, "guess you just have to stay with us till he gets back." Patton stayed with them for about an hour. They all finished watching black cauldron, and when they did bad creativity brought out his crayons and they began drawing together.

Bad creativity soon finished his and showed it to his new friend. "That's... Nice," in full honesty it was very scary, but Patton doesn't want to be mean.

"Thank you!" Bad Creativity exclaimed, "and since I always give drawings to my friends you can have this one, to remember the day we met!" Patton smiled and took the drawing.

The door swung open and a younger Janus walked in. Patton was facing away from him and didn't see who he was. "I'm very stressed right now, so you two better not have made that much of a mess. Dinner is Mac-n-cheese and you aren't allowed to complain," he said as he threw down a plastic bag with two boxes of craft macaroni. Patton's eyes widened in recognition of that voice as he stood up to look straight up and very confused deceit.

"Morality?..." He didn't get to say anything before Patton wrapped his arms around the other.

"I've missed you so much, Deedee. None of the others would let me see you, but I wish I could've sooner." Patton said while hugging Deceit.

"You shouldn't miss me..."

Patton pulled away to look at Deceit in confusion, "Of course I should miss you, you've been missing for three years!"

"I didn't go missing, I ran away. And you know why," he said firmly.

"If this is about you being evil I don't want to hear it! We all decided you weren't!"

"No, you decided to put faith in me, a bold-faced lier."

"But you're more than that!"

"No, I'm not. And you need to leave."

"No!"

"Yes," Deceit then sunk Patton down.
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