The Prince, The Gangster, The Teacher, And The Poet (Sander Sides Fanfic)

Chapter Sixteen-The Explanation

TW: Strong language. Also, I hope I made this gut-wrenching, if I didn't then I'm not doing my damn job right. XDXD So be prepared for some big sad. I was going to write a Halloween episode, but I think werewolves count for effort? XD

As the group entered the tavern, Gern took one look at them and instantly was worried.

"Are you kids okay? Was the job too hard? I'm so sorry, here, let me help you up!" He lifted Patton's other arm around his shoulders, and Virgil gave him a weak smile. Patton laughed, shaking his head. Logan's face was still buried in Roman's shoulder, and Patton thought he might be sleeping. He wasn't sure what happened when they had gone into the cave, only that he had waited the better part of ten minutes and went in anyway, but he resigned never to let those three do anything without his supervision again. 

"You should see the other guy!" Roman joked. "But nothing too bad happened, just something kind of unexpected." Patton should have seen it coming. The waves of nausea. The hunger and soreness that was more than he was used to. He should have seen it coming. But he hadn't, and he wasn't able to get away before the change before he showed them-

"Alright, let me get ya'll to your rooms." Gern glanced at Logan. "Is he okay?" Roman nodded.

"He's just a little beat is all. Tired, right Lo?" Roman ran a hand through Logan's hair and Logan nodded. So he wasn't asleep.

"Yes, apologies, Roman will not put me down." Logan leaned back, glasses foggy, and gave Roman a look. Roman stuck his tongue out.

"You are not walking anywhere, mister. We are putting you on the bed, and that is where you will stay." Logan rolled his eyes, but leaned into Roman again, hiding his face once more. 

"Well, I'm glad to hear you aren't hurt." Virgil nods, and the group found themselves at the top of the stairs. Roman looked to Logan, who sighed, taking a key out of his pocket and reaching over to unlock one of the doors. Roman marched inside, setting Logan on the bed. Virgil and Gern helped Patton to sit down as well, and Gern glanced at the four. "If you need anything, anything at all, let me know." Roman nodded.

"Of course. And thank you for all your help." Gern pauses as if he wants to say something else, but he shakes his head, quickly leaving the room, closing the door behind him. As soon as the door clicks shut, Virgil and Roman quickly zero in on Logan and Patton.

"What was that?" Roman was the first to talk, obviously a little overwhelmed, and Virgil winced. 

"Which moment are you referring to?" Logan asked, shifting so he was sitting up on the bed.

"All of it?" Roman looked to Virgil who nodded. "Yeah, let's go with all of it." He sat down in the chair they had moved the day before. Virgil looked around, fully deer in headlights, before Roman sighed and grabbed him by the arm, pulling him to sit on the chair as well.

"You were a wolf," Virgil said as blatantly as he could. "And Logan could understand you."

Patton vaguely remembered that. Everything had gone fuzzy, and then colors weren't as bright. He was shorter, and was on all fours, and felt furry, but it wasn't as unnerving as he had been expecting. It was actually kind of comforting. He let instinct kick in, and he destroyed those who had hurt his friends however he could. There was still that little bit of protective rage in him at the thought of his friends stuck in that web. A mix of that, the fear of the spiders around him, and the sudden exertion of energy had probably caused the shift.

"I suppose we should start with me." Logan cut it, noticing Patton deep in thought. "The... the wolf situation might take longer to deconstruct."

"Alright then." Roman turned to Logan. "Explain." Logan took in a deep breath.