Chapter Eleven-The Gift

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TW: Hi! Sorry for the late post, it's been a pretty awful week, guys. Mostly cute fluff this time, people not understanding feelings (Mostly Logan) and poems about things not quite explained yet!

The walking the next day was tedious, and Logan noted how tired Roman seemed. It was obvious that the Royal hadn't really needed to walk very far before, and he started slowing down after lunch. Logan didn't make a show of matching his pace, though he hoped Roman had noticed.

"I'm bored." Roman groaned, leaning back dramatically.

"Do you want to play a game?" Patton asked. He also seemed to be having trouble keeping up which was probably to be expected, but he wasn't complaining about any of it.

"What kind of game?" Roman perked up instantly.

"We could play... uh..." Patton seemed at a loss, and Logan couldn't help but smile to himself.

"There is a game I know, it's called Spell Association." Logan could feel Virgil tensing beside him. They went through the alphabet yesterday, so if they kept to more simple words, it would be an excellent exercise. "It's a word association game. You spell out a word, and the next person has to spell out a word that reminds them of that word." Virgil shifted a little but didn't say anything.

"Honestly, I'll play whatever. This is just so boring, there isn't even anything to look at anymore!" Roman gestured to the trees around them.

"B-E-E." Logan began, deciding to start slowly. He put his book away, turning to look at Patton.

"Bee! Okay, H-O-N-E-Y!" Patton jumped in. Roman laughed.

"Honey? L-O-V-E." Roman put his hands on his hips, turning to Virgil. Virgil bit his lip before taking a deep breath. "First thing that comes to mind, Stormcloud," Roman smirked at him.

"Don't rush him, Roman." Patton wagged a finger.

"I kind of like that nickname." Virgil shrugged, and Logan got the feeling he was stalling. "Love. Okay. Uh... F-A-M... I-L-Y?" Virgil glanced over to Logan who was trying to contain the pride that swelled within him. It wasn't just the fact that he spelled it correctly, but it was a larger word where there were some other smaller outs. He probably shouldn't have been as proud as he was, but Logan decided not to care.

"Family, excellent!" He thought about it for a moment. "H-O-M-E."

"Home!" Patton giggled and clapped his hands. "H-O-P-E"

"Hope! A-D-V-E-N-T-U-R-E!" Roman struck a pose and Virgil looked completely lost.

"Apologies, you lost me there, what did you just spell?" Logan was aware that Roman had just spelled Adventure, but he also knew that Virgil didn't seem like the type to ask for clarification, and Logan didn't want to embarrass him.

"Adventure, my dearest nerd." Roman laughed, turning back to Virgil, who looked grateful.

"Okay, adventure. Uh..." Virgil shook his head. "I don't know. T-R-A-V-L?"

"T-R-A-V-E-L." Logan corrected as gently as he could, but Virgil's shoulders still slumped. The other two didn't seem to notice, and if they did, they didn't seem to care much, probably just assuming that spelling was hard. And it was. "But that was a very good one! Travel... hm..." He pretended to ponder it for a few moments before nodding. "W-A-L-K-I-N-G" He smiled at Patton who nodded.

"Walking... R-O-A-D"

"Road... L-O-N-G." Roman grumbled the last part a little.

"Long..." Virgil smiled to himself, before shaking his head. "Uh, T-A-B-L-E."

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