And His Name was Virgil - Sanders Sides

Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones

A/N: Ah, I am so sorry for the break between chapters! School hit me like a truck, and then I kept getting side tracked and distracted by other things and ideas. Aka, this will not be my last Sanders Sides Fanfic. Also, THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH FOR 2K READS!!! You have no idea how much it means to me to see this story being so popular, so thank you!

/TW: Panic attack, \

Patton

Virgil has been acting really strange ever since he got back.

I woke up to find Virgil walking back into the courtyard, alone. He collapsed against a wall, curled up, and didn't speak to any of us. It was really weird, and Logan wasn't with him. I was worried. I'm still worried, 'cause he still hasn't said anything.

I'm human again, and we're all eating dinner. Remus and Roman are up to their usual things, scheming and messing around with each other. Janus is leaning on my shoulder, eating his food. Virgil is just staring blankly at his plate.

"Kiddo? You need to eat something." I say. Roman and Remus stop what they're doing to watch. Virgil shakes his head, refusing to look at me.

Janus sits up, narrowing his eyes a bit at Virgil. He clasps his hands in front of him. "Virgil, are you alright?"

Virgil nods at his plate.

I hear Roman mutter "bullshit" under his breath. I give him a scolding look before turning back to the more pressing problem. "I don't think that's true."

"Will you guys stop asking!?" Virgil's head snaps up, growling at us. "I don't wanna talk about it!"

"Calm down, Jack Smellington; we didn't do anything." Roman says, narrowing his eyes. Virgil shoots him a glare.

"Kiddo, what's going on? You haven't been acting like yourself." Now I'm even more worried.

"It's nothing! Nothing happened..." Virgil trails off, his face losing it's color for not the first time today. Something bad must've happened.

"Where's Logan, Virgil?" Janus asks. Virgil gulps, his body tenses.

"I-I-" He stops himself. "Just leave me alone." Virgil gets up, shoving his plate away and hurrying out of the room.

We all look each other, and I know we're all thinking the same thing.

Logan's hurt.

Dinner after that is very tense, and silent. I can't bring myself to lighten the mood, it just doesn't feel right. We're all used to getting hurt by now, it's not a big deal, but it must've been really bad for Virgil to act like that.

I should talk to him later, someone has to do something.

We're all ushered back to our cells by guards at the end of the day. Logan's is empty. I had an idea that maybe he just ended up back here, but no. It must've been really bad if he was taken to the infirmary.

We all head to our cells, saying good night and heading into the glass doors. I lay down on the cot, the cell doors close, and the lights go out.

I'm worried about what happened. The stupid Warden and The stupid Mr Sir did something horrible for Virgil to be acting like that, I know it. Is Logan okay? Is Virgil going to be okay? Did they make Virgil do something? These thoughts keep running through my head, with no apparent end to them.

I have to know what happened to Logan.

I shift into my cat form. I stretch my legs, yawning, before jumping off the cot and running through the cat-sized hole under it. Nobody else can see these holes but me, the Warden made them specifically for me so I could help the others.