Prideful

2.7

Word Count: 1233
I'm seriously considering making a sequel-

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Logan awoke to the sound of his alarm. He didn't feel like getting up, but he had to. All responsibility fell to him for making a plan, and of course he'd started coming to blank. The only logical solution was to keep trying until he could figure it out. Logan reached out and grab his glasses before trying to get up. Emphasis on tried, because Remus had wrapped his arms around Logan in his sleep.

Logan shakes him a bit, “Remus- get off I need to get up.” Remus didn't budge and mumbled something in his sleep that Logan couldn't understand. Logan eventually just pushed Remus off him, and that woke up Remus imediatly.

“Where are you going Logie,” Remus said frowning.

“I have work to do,” Logan got up and put on his glasses.

“Okay!” Remus jumped up from bed, “Im gonna go do something.” Remus snapped and he was wearing his clothes, then skipped of to do something.

Logan called after him, “Don't hurt anyone.” Logan walked over to his desk. His laptop was closed, and there was a half drunk cup of coffee from last night. He made a mental note to bring that downstairs when he went to get breakfast. Logan opened the laptop while still standing. To his surprise there was a folded note sitting on the keyboard. Logan picked it up and started reading it. His face changed from neutral to shocked in a matter of seconds. The note fell from his hands as he stood their mouth agape.

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They all sat around the breakfast table, all of them dumb founded by the letter Logan had just read them. No one had cleared the table, so the sticky remains of maple syrup and pancakes remained on the plates infront of them. Logan looked extremely uncomfortable for having to break the bad news. His eyes darted back down to the letter in his hands and he skimmed over it. 

The letter was from Virgil, Logan had imediatly recognized his hand writing. The letter detailed a loose plan Virgil had made. Virgil had left with Janus late in the night, or early in the morning depending on your perspective. They'd left with a plan, and the note gave Logan their side of the plan.

Virgil would return pretending he'd overpowered Janus to take him back to Roman, and the wedding would continue as planned, with the help of a little sabatoge from everyone else. Logan would lead everyone to crash the wedding, and the details were up to him. Logan had started mentally thinking of ideas for this since he'd stopped being shocked, he guessed having a deadline was helping him come up with ideas. He hadn't written anything down yet, but he would once everyone was done at breakfast.

Logan looked over at his friends who were all still in shocked. “So Virgil and Janus just- left?” Remus asked.

Logan knodded, “That is true, but they didn't just leave, they had a reason for leaving, it's all apart of a plan.”

“Okay, as long as they come back.”

“They will if we do our part.”

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When Virgil had arrived Damion was immediately suspicious, but he didn't think any plans Virgil had would work. Damion would just have to keep a close eye on him. Virgil's reasoning for coming back was that Janus had escaped and taken him, but then Virgil overpowered him and brought him back for Roman. Roman believed him imediatly and brought Virgil to go talk about the wedding that was now back on. Damion chained back up Janus and brought him back to the dungeon, this time with a generic guard Roman made.

Roman brought them too a room specifically for wedding planning. It used to just be an empty room with desks from what Virgil remembered. Roman had several books open each filled with notes on how he wanted the wedding to be. Over in the corner there were two mannequins, one with an elaborate red suit and another with just some white and purple fabrics pinned to them. A mirror and fitting station were near it. “So I need your opinion on literally everything, I've had a lot of free time without you and basically planned the whole thing,” Roman was talking fast.

Virgil smiled, “I'm sure I'll love anything you decided.”

Roman smiles, then his face changes as he gets an idea, “We should do something to celebrate you coming back! Like a-” he snaps his fingers a few times, “A PARADE!”

“What-”

“It's decided! We're having a parade in the nearest village and my subjects can admire my beauty-” Roman looks into a mirror admiring himself, he looks at Virgil, “Oh- and yours two my love.”

“I don't know if a parade is a good idea-”

“Nonsense! It's a wonderful idea because I came up with it! I must tell Damion at once!”

Damion seemed excited at the idea, but it was hard to read him. He suggested they do it immediately tommorow and he'd handle the preparation tonight. The rest of the day was wedding planning and Virgil dreading having to be observed by a crowd of strangers.

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The time unfortunately came soon. Virgil was being fitted into a dress, even if he didn't want to get dressed up, but Roman insisted on him getting dressed up. Virgil walked out of the room to see Roman waiting wearing a beautiful black suit. Roman was looking in a mirror to make sure he looked perfect. A crown rested on his head.

Virgil walked over, “Are you sure I have to do this-”

Roman looked away from the mirror and back at Virgil, “It's to late to back out now storm cloud, Damion got us a horse drawn float.”

“Okay-” Virgil didn't understand why Roman was pushing this so much, but this was just classic Roman, right? He didn't have much time to dwell on that as Roman was quickly pulling him to get on the float. Virgil went along with Roman's wants and was dragged outside to see a magnificent float drawn by two black and white horses. The float was very low to the ground and was basically covered in roses aside from the clear spot in the middle that Damion was standing on waiting for them.

Roman stepped on and turned and help Virgil on. Virgil struggled to get on with his dress. He got on and the horses just started going with a hand gesture from Roman. “Shouldn't someone be guiding them-?” Virgil asked.

Damion speaks up, “These horses will just do what ever Roman wants so why bother.” Virgil still felt like they were going to crash or get lost.

They didn't crash or get lost because they arrived less than 10 minutes in the nearest villiage. A crowd of people had already formed ready for them. Roman waved at they approached and the crowed cheered. Virgil smiled awkwardly.

As they passed through the crowed Damion kept his eye out for people trying to climb the float. He only saw one brown haired girl climbing up the side. He quickly pushed her off with his foot before anyone could notice. The parade went pretty well after that, other than the fact that Virgil was anxious and uncomfortable the entire time. But no one was paying attention to him.