Notes: Prinxiety, mild use of swear words, Deceits name being changed to Dee to have things make sense, and crappy excuses for things happening (I know that a rehearsal wouldn't be canceled because a lead and their understudy were absent, I do theatre) Third Person POV: Virgil, Patton, and Dee sat on the bus ride home from school. Roman had to go to play rehearsal and dragged Remus along with him that day, Logan was the only one with a drivers license and banned the others from asking him for a ride home, and Remy and Emile got off earlier for a coffee date, so they were the only ones left. It was for the better Roman and Remus weren't there, because Virgil and Roman could barely look at each other since the end of fifth period, and Remus would most likely make an inappropriate comment about it. Virgil was fidgety for the first few minutes, twirling the cord of the dark purple headphones he always wore around his neck before speaking up. "Guys Roman called me pretty and I said mood what should I do?" his voice cracking on every word. Dee immediately started laughing, getting close to tears, repeatedly wheezing "you're such a fucking idiot". Patton was trying to comfort Virgil who now had his face in his hands, but Patton was trying not to laugh as well.

Roman POV: I got home at around 3:45. I normally would have gotten home an hour later, but Elliot wasn't there because they were sick or something and their understudy had detention so we couldn't do much. Remus was a block away, probably getting into his third fight of the week over something stupid. I went inside my room, shut myself in, and plopped down my bag. The keychains and pins jingled a bit, which was always pretty nice. And then I remembered what happened earlier. Mood? Who the hell says mood to being called pretty? I scrolled through my contacts trying to find someone to get advice from someone and Logan's name immediately popped out to me. The second after I hit the call button it occurred to me that I should have called Emile or Patton, Logan's horrible with emotions! "It's too late, the phones already ringing". He picked up, and I could hear the click-clacking coming from him typing, probably the coding project he wouldn't shut up about. "What do you need?" he said in that same disapproving tone he used every time I called after school, "You just got home and are already stuck on a homework assignment?" "Wha- No! I just need some advice." "Then why didn't you ca-" "'Call Emile or Patton' I know." I sighed a bit; Of course I called the most emotionless person I know for relationship advice. "Look, what do you do when you call someone pretty and they said mood". Logan paused for a bit before saying "Marry him, he's the only person who matches your level of stupidity.". "Thanks a lot" I said deadpan, I've gotten pretty good at doing that over the past week. "You're welcome." he replied, of course the nerd doesn't understand sarcasm. *suddenly chat fic* heykiddos added LoganSanders, snakeboi, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), cartoontherapist, and ineedcaffine to the conversation heykiddos: ok we have something to plan snakeboi: Is this about the Virgil situation? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): all right, put his body on ice and I'll be there in a minute.

LoganSanders removed ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) cartoontherapist: So, what is the "Virgil situation"? snakeboi: Ok I'll fill you in, Roman called Virgil pretty and now they're extremely awkward around eachother. ineedcaffine: holy shit i missed that? thats the most interesting thats happened this year LoganSanders: So, I'm assuming we're planning on having them resolve this problem somehow? heykiddos: yep! redo the whole thing and maybe have something sweet start :) LoganSanders: How about we set them up at the common area outside? It's the middle of fall and there's plenty of trees, that could be a pretty fitting atmosphere for this kind of occasion.

cartoontherapist: And maybe the leaves will fall as they're confessing and make it seem like something right out of a movie or anime! heykiddos: AND I COULD MAKE FLOWER CROWNS OUT OF LEAVES FOR THEM :D snakeboi: Patton, you know I'm one of the most extra people in this group, but that seems like a bit much. ineedcaffine: agreed ineedcaffine: so, common area, beginning of school?

snakeboi: Yeah. snakeboi: BTW I'm sending screenshots to Remus, he deserves to see his brother finally find love. LoganSanders: I'm pretty sure we would need to tell Roman and Virgil what's going on, Remus would be a good candidate to tell the former.

ineedcaffine: english please

cartoontherapist: Logan to Remy translator: we have to tell them what's up, Remus could tell Roman. ineedcaffine: *finger guns* got it heykiddos: i call telling virgil! he is my strange dark son after all snakeboi: First of all, stop calling him that, we're all 16 and being the "dad friend" does not qualify you to call us your children. Second of all, please don't reveal too much, just say you need him to come to the common area. cartoontherapist: First of all, rude let him do what he wants.

heykiddos: yeah >:( Virgil POV: Friday morning, should be pretty calm right? Turns out, no, it's not. Instead, I was shoved in front of a boy who I completely embarrassed myself in front of, and couldn't leave because the people I trusted kept pulling me back (damn Dee's strong grip). It was pretty clear that Roman was trying to leave as well and was forcefully pushed by Remus each time, and even faceplanted into the ground at one point; which would have been funny if I couldn't hear my heart pounding in my chest. Almost everyone else seemed completely normal, The only thing that changed was a new bruise on Remus's face, otherwise, nothing was new. Patton was bouncy, Remy was sipping on his coffee, Emile had his sticker-plastered notebook and gel pen out, I couldn't really figure out what was going on Remus's head, and Dee had that neutral smirk on his face (god I hated that smirk). I stood there for what felt like hours even though it was probably a minute or so; before Roman finally made the first move. "So uh... what's up?" he asked. "Oh, nothing much" I replied, "um, about what ha-". "Oh, that?" he cut me off, "Yeah I probably would have done the same thing if that happened to me". There was even more awkward silence, and I had begun twirling the cord of headphones around my finger. "So, wanna go out sometime?" Roman asked. "I'm sorry what?" I replied, trying to hide whatever spew of emotions was going on inside my head. He began to stumble of his words, the same way he would whenever he said that one of his horrible ideas "was just a joke". I really could only make out a sort of "it's ok if you don't want too I'm so sorry" overall vibe to his nonsense, before I cut him off. "Stop, of course I wanna go out with you, when are you free?". I don't know if I was hearing things, but could have sworn that someone squealed after I said that. Thanks for reading! This is the first fanfiction I've ever written, so It probably wasn't all that good. I actually have some more fics in progress right now, so expect to see those soon :)!