Virgil: That's It. I Give Up.

Virgil: That's it. I give up.

Logan: That is a pretty broad statement. Give up on what, exactly?

Patton: On life? On us?? * gasps * On yourself???

Virgil: Just, you know- * gestures at everything * In general.

Patton: Aw, Virgie. * pouts *

Roman: * bursts into the room * Never give up! Never surrender!

Roman: * picks up Virgil like a princess * Come my friend, let us defeat all that currently ails you!

Patton: * claps * Yay, an adventure! May I come along too?

Roman: Of course, fair Patton! Let us be off!

All three: * runs out of the room, well one is carried but still *

Logan: What...just happened...

Logan: * stands there for a couple of minutes * Well I might as well join them and assure that they do not get themselves too seriously injured. * leaves calmly *

Deceit: I'm a homo..

Everyone else: ???

Deceit: ...sapion.

Roman: Ah, another trick.

Patton: Word play! Kind of?

Logan: Wait, that would still imply you are not a human. Unless you have finally stopped speaking in lies?

Virgil: Nah, he's not.

Logan, Patton, Roman: ???

Virgil: He's actually a reptile.

* winks at Patton * That's why he's so cold blooded.

Patton: * claps * More word play! * points a stern finger between them * But play nice, you two.

Deceit: * offended hand on chest * You heal me, Virgil.

Patton: Aw~

Virgil, Logan, and Roman: Wait, no- Pat-

Logan: And to conclude the chore list- Patton and Virgil are on yard duty.

* In unison *

Virgil: Ugh, nature.

Patton: Yay, nature!

Roman: Alright everyone, off to your battle stations! * flourishes a broom like a sword and runs off to clean *

~ later on in the yard ~

Virgil: These sticks are too...sticky.

Patton: C'mon, Virgie, we only have a few more left in the front yard to pick up!

Virgil: Yeah, but then we still have the backyard. Stupid backyard. I hate everything right now.

Virgil: * looks over shoulder at some of the wild spring flowers that are growing *

Virgil: Except for those little guys. They're pretty cool, I guess.

Patton: Oooh, pretty! * gasps * Virgil, let's pick some to bring inside. We can put some in a vase- it'll be SCENTsational.

Patton: * giggles at pun * How about it, kiddo?

Virgil: * looks down at sticks in his arms before abruptly throwing them down half-hazardly * Sure, why not? Anything to get out of chores, Pat.

~ and yet even later on in the yard ~

Logan: * walking outside to inspect the yard, only to stop dead in his tracks *

Patton: * Is wearing a flower crown and  placing a necklace of flowers around Virgil's neck as they sit in a patch of wild flowers together *

Virgil: * looks over at Logan * Sup, dude?

Logan: Wha-what do you mean "Sup, dude?"??? * finger quoting frantically * "What is up" is that this yard does not appear to be finished at all. Roman and I have both completed- and on my part, excelled- at our assigned tasks.

Roman: * leaning out the door with flowery gloves and bandana still on * Did someone say excellent? Because I certainly am!

Roman: * notices what's going on * Oh my. * laughs * Well doesn't this appear to be straight out of a story book? But this kingdom doesn't run itself, you know. We all need to be doing our part, you two!

Logan: * shaking his head * No, no. It is my own error. I should have known better than to pair these two up when it concerns something serious.

Patton and Virgil: * now both have on a flower crown and lei, blissfully having gone back to ignoring the other two *

Logan: Honestly, they are like children on a play date.

Went to the Ren Fair with my best friend Saturday and I saw this dress that just screamed "Roman Sanders!!!" to me so I thought I'd take a picture and share it with ya'll. ^ u ^ """

Roman: * angrily muttering at kitchen appliances *

Roman: * sings to calm himself down *

Logan: * walking into the kitchen *

Logan: Were you just...talking to yourself?

Roman: No, I was talking to inanimate objects, actually.

Logan:And...singing to them as well?

Roman: Ah well, the singing was for myself. If the inanimate objects just so happened to be listening in, then that's on them. But honestly, I wouldn't blame them. My singing voice is absolutely angelic! Isn't that right, little toaster?

Toaster: * has a Brave Little Toaster face painted on it, probably by Patton *

Logan & Virgil: * are both sitting in the living room sick *

Virgil: I hate being sick! I wanna fight my own body.

Logan: Oh,  I know. * glares down at self *

Logan: Start functioning properly again, dammit!

Patton: * Is walking in * * gasps*

Patton: Logan, language!

Virgil: You mean BODY language?

Logan: Yes, since I was talking to my body?

Patton: Don't use word play against me. I'm chastising you right now, mister! * wiggles finger with hand on hip *

Virgil: * sneezes like a kitten *

Logan: * sniffles and rolls eyes *

Patton: * gasps again * Wait, are you both sick???

Logan and Virgil: * nods *

Patton: I must make you two soup immediately!!! * runs off into the kitchen *