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Roman was sitting in the living room, on the couch, writing something for Thomas.
"Eh.. that doesn't sound right.." he mumbles. "Ugh.." he pushes the papers away from him and lays back. Sighing, rubbing his forehead.
"Usually I have really good ideas. Why can't I think of anyth-"
"Maybe you need some help! Something to spice up your writing!" A familiar voice says as Remus comes up.
"Ugh.. I don't need your help, Remus." Roman snaps back.
"Come onnn. Let me have a try. You should take a break at some point." He says, feigning concern, with a mix of whining.
"No, Remus-" he sits up
Remus grabs the papers and looks at it. "You only did a sentence so far? Wow, you really do need a break after all that hard work," he says, mocking his brother
"Shut up.." Roman says, sitting up, trying to grab the paper back. Remus holds it up. "Ah ah, let me just.."
Remus grabs the pen and scribbles some things on it. "There. All better" he smiles at Roman before going back down.
Roman rubs his forehead and picks up the paper hesitantly. He looks at a random sentence and grimaces. "Well.. now I'm back to square one.." he balls the paper up and throws it to the trash.
"Hm. Its been oddly quiet today.." Roman says, realizing how quiet it is. Usually Patton's cooking dinner by now... he hasn't seen much of anyone today.. but to be fair he was really focused on his writing.. maybe he just missed them?..
He gets up and walks into the kitchen "Patton?"
No response
"Uh. Logan? Virge? Anyone?" Roman asks, walking around. He looks in the fridge to see if theres anything. Its.. nearly empty?..
"Hm.. usually Thomas keeps the fridge pretty stocked.." they only have: some crofters, cheese, and some lunch meat.
"Where is Thomas, anyways.." Roman mutters to himself, starting to walk around the house.
Roman tries summoning his light side friends. None of them respond. Except for Virgil, who was mid eyeshadow. "Ugh, what is it, Princey?"
"Well, I haven't seen any of the others today. Except for my brother. Who came by to.. bother me.."
"Well, he does do that.." Virgil says, putting his eyeshadow down. "But, what do you mean you haven't seen anyone?"
"Usually, Patton is cooking by now. And, the crofters has been sitting in the fridge all day."
Virgil rubs his forehead. "And I thought I was anxiety," he says.
Roman sighs. "Yeah.. you're probably right.. I'm just-" he stops himself before he says it, remembering who he's talking to.
Virgil inhales. He knows how it is to have someone.. make you feel small. He didn't mean to.. "No, its, a legitimate reason to be anxious.."
"Really..?"
"Yeah.. and none of them responded to summoning?"
"No.. only you.."
"Well-" he suddenly goes quiet. He tries to muffle something out.
"Virge?" Roman looks over at him.
Virgil's hand is clamped over his mouth. He can feel something. He knows what it is. "Mmmn- Mmmmn-"
"Virgil whats wrong!?" Roman walks over to him and tries to pry his hand off his mouth.
Virgil uses his other hand and tries to air draw an S
"S..?" Roman asks, taking a second before he realizes. "That slimey snake.."
Virgil looks at the paper pad. Roman grabs it and hands it to Virgil.
"Repr" is all he can write before he's summoned somewhere else. Roman's eyes widen as the emo side disappears in front of him.
"Shit." He picks up the paper. "Repr.. represent.. no.." Roman is thinking, before it clicks. He inhales. "Repress.. oh.. Thomas.. is trying to.. repress us.. but.. why?"
He sighs. He doesn't want to ask for his help.. but he may just have to suck it up.. "ughhh.." he raises his hand.
Remus pops up. "Oh goody! You wanna give me a chance at the-"
"No. Remus. Thomas is trying to repress us. And.. I.. need your help.." he grumbles.
"He's trying to what!?" He gasps dramatically.
"...I think its that. That slimey snake."
"...Janus wouldn't.." Remus says.
"He would, though, both of us know that," Roman snaps back, pacing.
Remus raises his hand. Janus comes up. "Yes, Remus? I was- oh? Well.. this is an interesting sight.." he says, his eyes looking between the brothers.
"What did you do to them you slimey-" Roman immediately runs towards Janus.
"Woah!" Remus holds Roman back.
Roman glares at Janus. "Why..are you doing this.."
"Doing what?" He asks, feigning innocence.
"Why are you repressing everyone!"
"I'll show you." Janus says, sinking down and bringing the brothers to Thomas' room. Thomas is just.. laying there..
"...that doesn't explain shit-"
"Look how calm he is, though, with his mind quiet for once," Janus says.
"...this isnt- it isn't right-" Roman says.
"Hmm. You'll join them soon enough.." Janus says. Walking closer to Roman. Roman draws his sword.
"Get away from me you snake!"
Remus is watching. He's looking between Janus and Roman and Thomas. He usually goes along with whatever, as who he is. But this time..
Janus is getting close to Roman
Roman can feel himself being repressed as he fights to stay. He's panicking. "Nmnnn-"
"Who are you guys? And why do you look like me?" Thomas suddenly speaks up, noticing them.
"Oh.. he can still see us.." Janus mutters to himself, glancing over at Thomas.
"Hm?" He looks confused.
Roman takes the distraction as an opportunity and his hand flies off his mouth. "You need to stop repressing yourself!" He screams before he's forced down by Janus.
"...repressing myself?" Thomas mutters. He looks up at the two figures.
"Yes, Thomas. You're repressing yourself. And, as fun as it is to watch you be all confused.. its not as fun messing with you when you can't.. do anything.." he says, gesturing to Thomas mockingly.
"Remus-" Janus suddenly snaps.
"Janus." Remus says.
"...how long ago did you get out of my control?"
"Who said I was.. You really thought you could control me of all people?" Remus says, holding back a laugh
"...so why play along?"
"Because it was funnnn watching you think you had control over situations!" He says, smiling.
"...Remus. Janus." Thomas tries the names out on his tongue.
"Well, I did keep some of Logan, obviously.. otherwise he wouldn't know how to do anything. Though, perhaps that was a mistake.."
"Janus I'm boredddd" Remus says, frowning.
"Okay. So go eat some deodorant or someth-"
"Noooo I wanna mess with Thomas but I can't do that when he's.." he whines, gesturing to Thomas.
Janus doesn't say anything.
Remus opens his mouth to whine again but is cut off
"Remus. Stop." He says. Walking over to Remus and looking him in the eyes. "Come on. Just relax~"
Remus rolls his eyes "you realllly think thats gonna get me. Oh yes, master snake, I'll do whatever you say" Remus mocks, laughing a little at Janus' angry face.
"...Remus either you listen. Or I make you go too." Janus says. Remus' smile drops a little, but he keeps mocking.
"Oh nooo I'm so scared- and here I thought you were my friend.."
Janus hesitates.
"Ughh I'm boreddd~" Remus says again, walking over to Thomas whos laying there.
"Thomasssss" Remus says.
"Hm?"
"Pleaseeee stop repressing yourselffff. I wanna have funnnn~" he whines.
"I don't know what that-"
"Remus stop it!" Janus snaps.
"No." Remus says, sticking his tongue out.
Janus sighs. "If you.. if you listen, I'll get you all the stuff you want. Hell, I'll get you a whole body to eat."
Remus' head snaps over at the mention. "A whole body!? Where are you gonna get one?" Remus asks.
"Hm.. I can figure something out.."
Remus glances at Thomas, whos now scrolling on his phone.
"Come on. Lets go." Janus says again.
Remus hesitates. Despite not liking any of the others, he knows at least some of them are needed. Virgil, for example. The emo side. He was mad at him for leaving them, but.. he still cared deep down..
He sighs. "Janus.."
"Yes?"
Remus sits against the bed. "I don't wanna lose you.."
Janus sighs, his confidence fading a little.
"You won't lose me, Remus.. I just.. got a little annoyed.. but.. its all fine now.."
"But its not" Remus says. Remus has never been one to lie, in fact, he tells the truth too much, especially the things people don't want to hear.
"It's not! Its f**king wrong. Everything about this! And you know it too!" Remus snaps.
"...oh." Janus mutters.
"Don't 'oh' me! I'm not in the mood for any f**king games right now, Janus!"
"You are reallly whiney today.."
"...usually I'm fine with most of your ideas. But. This isn't. He isn't right like this. What about when he goes out? Sees friends? Family?" Remus asks.
"...what.. why are you.. worrying about that.."
"Because I'm a part of Thomas too."
Janus goes quiet at that.
"...Thomas. I need you to agree with him that you'll stop repressing yourself." Remus says.
"...oh? Alright.." he puts his phone down. "Uh.. I want to stop repressing myself?"
Janus' eyes widen. "...Remus wait why-" he can feel his control over the situation slowly fading. "No.."
Everyone appears in the room. All looking.. tired? Eh.. more so miserable..
Remus looks at whos there. "...wheres Virgil?"
"Uh.. I'm not sure?" Patton says, frowning.
Remus frowns slightly. Glancing at Janus, who's obviously struggling.
Logan glances at Thomas, whos still staring confused. "Oh dear.. I suppose it will take a moment for my knowledge to.. find him.."
Thomas gasps after a minute or two and looks up at the group.
"What the hell happened, guys. I feel like I was hit by a truck. And.. why am I wet.."
"Hah! You wet the bed!" Remus says, laughing.
They all look over at him. "What? Its true isn't it?" He says with that smirk
"I hate all of you." Janus says, sinking out. Virgil suddenly rises up.
Remus was staring where Janus was. He felt sick. "...he actually f**king left me.." he mutters. He notices Virgil, whos.. in the midst of a panic attack. The others are trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
Remus walks over to Virgil. "Hey.. emo.."
Virgil is hyperventilating.
"No, no, hey, I need you to breathe, okay?" He glances over at Thomas, whos now starting to mimic Virgil.
Remus doesn't know what to do. "How do you stop an anxiety attack!?" He suddenly yells
Everyone looks over. Patton frowns. Logan sighs and walks over. Remus moves back.
Virgil is now on the ground, shaking.
Logan sits on the floor too. "Hey, Virgil.." Logan says.
"What the hell was that. Why did he do that. Why-'
"Virgil, Virgil, I need you to breathe with me."
"I can't! I- I can't breathe.."
"Did.. didn't you say that 54321 thing worked last time.." Patton asks.
"Ah. Yes." Logan says, pushing his glasses up.
He does it and gets a little more grounded, but is still anxious.
"...why am I wet?" Virgil asks quietly, feeling coming back to him. He looks over at the bed where Thomas is laying
"Oh.. oh ew!" Virgil stands up. "Thomas get your ass out of that bed and clean yourself!"
Thomas suddenly realizes the situation and jumps out of bed. "Damn it.." he looks at the sheets.
"Hehe.. you wet the beddd~" Remus teases.
Thomas remembers and looks at Remus. "Uh.. thank you?" He says.
"...what?" Remus is caught off guard.
"You helped me.. talked me into telling the truth.."
"He what?" Mostly all of them say at once.
"I only did it because I was bored! And messing with you when you were all.. brainless.. wasn't funnn.."
"Thomas please go get your ass in the shower" Virgil suddenly says, feeling gross.
"Right!" Thomas says before running into the bathroom.
"...I suppose it was a.. nice thing you did." Roman begrudgingly admits.
"Hm."
"You're upset he left you?" Roman asks, Remus nods