Always Chasing Stars

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Hi people!!!!!!!! 'Tis I, the mastermind behind the decline of cheese. I like cheese..... a lOt.
Anyways.... Enjoy this next chapter... Idk what its about yet 😂. *Intermission*

Virgil's POV

The secret side of me

I never let you see

I keep it caged but I can't control it

So stay away from me, the beast is ugly

I build a rage and I just can't hold it

I lifted my head from my pillow to the soft wind from my ceiling fan. I shivered and curled under my covers, reluctant to move from the comfort that is my bed. I was shot with another quick chill down my spine and jolted up, noticing that I wasn't wearing my purple hoodie. I panicked for half a second until I realized it was hanging on the hook on my closet door.

As I shuffled from my bed and to my closet, there was a knock at the door. I paused and quickly grabbed my hoodie, shoving it on real quick. Only then did I rush over to open my door. When I did, I found a very cheery Patton bouncing on his tippy-toes.

"Hey, Kiddo. I just came upstairs to let you know I taught Logan to cook, and he's making pancakes." He gave another little bounce. "And I was hoping we could all come downstairs and have breakfast together."

I sighed and eventually smiled. "Sure thing, Patton."

Patton jumped up with his fist in the air and giggled. I only smirked as we walked down into the living room to a very merry Roman sitting on the couch. He was watching Frozen, again.

He usually only watched that on special occasions. But I mentally facepalmed myself as I remembered that I had kissed him on the cheek. I blushed slightly as I caught Roman's eye in which I earned myself a wink and a lip-bite. My Queer-Panick mode was kicking in as I rolled my eyes at him, attempting to seem unimpressed, and sat down at the table.

I watched as he paused Frozen and jumped up from the couch and pulled out the seat next to me, making me blush a bit more, and sat down. He calmed down as Logan came into the kitchen with a plate with a rather large stack of pancakes. As he set the plate in the middle of the table, I counted 16 pancakes. I watched as Patton's eyes lit up and he launched himself at Logan.

"Oh my goshness! LOGIE! I only taught you how to make one pancake. And look at you now." Patton wiped a tear from his eye. "You're making breakfast for the entire army from Mulan." He gave Logan another hug and quickly sat down. Logan looked very flustered and on the verge of laughing.

"Why thank you, Patton. That is a very interesting, yet incorrect, analogy. But I shall let it pass for just this occasion. Due to the circumstances that I'm about to blow up from excitement." Logan pushed his glasses up his nose and sat down in a chair with a giddy smile. "I am, as the cool kids say, bringing in that grub." He laughed at the attempted use of slang.

Roman stared at Logan with a smoldering intensity. "No one says that Logan." He said in a very sarcastic tone. Logan waved it away with a dismissive hand and laughed.

"Oh well. Let's indulge into this divine breakfast, shall we?" He grabbed a pancake and began making it the way he likes. We all thanked Logan and began making our pancakes as well.

I had finished half of my pancake before Roman was reaching for another with a hungry look in his eyes. I giggled as he began aggressively buttering his pancakes and dumped a fairly large amount of syrup on both of them. I almost choked on my pancake as he began devouring the pancakes. I laughed as the image of someone throwing a turkey into an incinerator came to mind.

Roman noticed and quickly swallowed his pancakes. I immediately stopped laughing and straightened my face. Well, as straight as any of us can get. The phrase *Coughs in Patton* came to mind as well, only making things more difficult.

"Whatcha laughing at, Hot-Topic?" Roman gave me a mischievous smirk. I somehow managed to keep a straight face.

"Aww! Are you implying that you think I'm hot?" I gave him a small smirk of my own. He only blushed compared to the millions of other times we've had this conversation when I would laugh at something he did.

His ears turned red. "Maybe." And with that he scarfed down his last pancake and ran upstairs. I laughed as he fell on the first step and frantically crawled up the stairs. I turned back to grab a second pancake but was instead greeted with the beady eyes of Logan and Patton staring at me. I only laughed.

I eventually finished my breakfast, thanked Logan yet again, and walked upstairs into my room. I closed the door and full on sprinted and leaped into my bed. I sighed as the comforting smell of sarcasm and rock music filled my brain. I eventually dozed off into a nap, but was still conscious.

I was woken up by a knock at my door and grumbled as I crawled out of bed to answer it. I eventually stood up and walked to the door. I brushed my hair out of my face as I opened the door to an excited Roman. I waited for him to say something, which eventually did happen.

"Hey, Virge. We need to talk." And with that, he threw himself at me and began frantically kissing me.

Hiiiiii!!! Sorry if I rushed into that again. I didn't know what I was going to do when I first opened the book 🙃 but here we are. Sorry it's super short and all that good stuff. But writing about food at 3:00 in the morning lowkey sucks, bc my parents aren't into that whole "midnight snack" routine. But it's perfectly fine for them to do it.......aNywAyS.

Goodbye you Queens, Kings, and Royals in between.

*Coughs in Patton*™

Yes.... I'm trade-marking that. Lmao peace out.

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