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Five times the Virgil sat on a surface not meant for sitting (and one time he didn’t) pt 1/6

Rating: Teen to be safe

Word count: 889

Pairings: none

Warnings: none

Janus

It’s too early to be alive, Janus thinks as he makes his way into the kitchen to scrounge up some coffee. If he had his choice, he wouldn’t be downstairs until well after 8 am, but Logic gets up at 6, and Morality at 7, and Janus would rather avoid the awkward tension his presence causes.

So here he is, getting coffee at 5 am in order to avoid the self-proclaimed “Light Sides”.

What a life.

Janus doesn’t bother with lights as he focuses on making coffee as quickly as he can. As the coffee brews, Janus stares off into space with only the sharp smell of coffee keeping him conscious.

After a few minutes, the coffee maker lets out a quiet beep, signaling that the coffee’s ready. Janus pulls a mug out of the cabinet (it’s a Slytherin themed mug that says “Mind If I Slytherin?” on the side), and fills it with the bitter, life-giving liquid.

Janus can’t help it when his tongue slips out from between his lips to smell. Come to mama my sweet, he thinks as he raises the mug to his lips.

“Can I have some?”

Janus drops the mug onto the counter in shock and lets out a warning hisss that turns into a hiss of pain as the hot coffee drips out of the cracked mug, off the counter, and onto his socked feet.

Janus quickly turns to cuss out whichever Side got between him and his precious coffee, but finds no one.

No one, that is, until he looks up.

“Demon child!” He hisses at Virgil, who’s staring expectantly at him from where he’s perched on top of the refrigerator. “What the hell are you doing up there.”

Virgil shrugs, completely casual despite the venom in Janus’ voice. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Sssatan’sss sssspawn,” Janus hisses under his breath as he pulls out Logic’s usual mug (because being able to spite the pretentious nerd will make him feel a little better) and fills it with more coffee. Constellations appear in the mug as it fills with hot liquid.

Finally - finally - Janus is able to take a sip of coffee. Virgil continues to stare at him expectantly, but Janus ignores him until he’s successfully drunk half the mug, at which point he pulls Princey’s usual mug (white with red trim, a gold crown on one side, and the words “someday my prince will come” written in gold on the other side) from the cupboard and fills it with coffee for Virgil.

“Thanks, mom!” Virgil grins.

Janus ignores him and downs the rest of his coffee in one go. He places the empty mug on the counter, just shy of being in the coffee puddle from his first mug.

I liked that mug, he thought, spitefully as he stared at the cracked mug. He can’t fix it himself, and can’t very well ask Princey for a new one. Maybe Remus will make me a new one…

Janus stares at the mess a moment longer, before deciding to leave it for Logic to find.

“There’s leftover pasta in the fridge,” Virgil says suddenly, snapping Jamus out of his thoughts.

“Excuse me?”

“There’s pasta in the fridge that you could eat for breakfast if you don’t feel like cooking.

Janus doesn’t reply, instead he just pulls the leftovers from the fridge and sticks them in the microwave for a minute and a half. He uses the time to refill Logic’s mug, and quickly down the whole thing.

“Do you want some?” He offers halfheartedly as the microwave timer goes off. He doesn’t really want to share, but Virgil has a nasty habit of not getting food when he’s hungry.

“Nah, I already ate,” the anxious Side replies.

Janus gives him a sceptical look and sticks his forked-tongue out to taste the air.

Truth.

Janus shrugs before grabbing his food and retreating back to his room, leaving Logic’s dirty mug, and his own broken one on the counter, smirking at the thought of ruining Logic’s morning schedule, even if it’s just a little.

As soon as Janus is out of earshot, Virgil hops off the fridge and starts cleaning up the spilt coffee. He cleans the floor, the counter, Logic’s mug, and Janus’ mug, but he leaves Princey’s mug dirty in the sink.

Small pleasures.

Virgil places Logic’s mug back in its rightful place in the cabinet, and leaves Janus’ mug on the counter by the sink with a sticky note reading: “oops, I guess I cracked under the pressure :(“ in a perfect copy of Morality’s handwriting, hoping to maybe trick Logic or Princey into thinking Morality broke the mug so that they’ll actually try to replace it. (And if Morality is the one to find the note and begs Princey to replace the mug because “it's one of my favorites, Roman! Look! It has such a clever pun on it”, all the while claiming that he was the one who broke it? Well, the end result is the same.)

After making sure everything’s clean, he pours the rest of the coffee into a purple travel mug, and sets up the coffee maker so that all Logic will need to do when he gets up is press a button.

Then he slinks back to his room to watch conspiracy videos until he eventually passes out from exhaustion.

~~~END~~~

[Logan], [Roman], [Remus], [Patton], [Thomas]

Great work ❤️it feels so in character, also love the idea of the story, how Virgil is like carrying but feeling guilty about the whole thing is just so good!

Fear’s Perspective

Virgil was an observer. And he had observed a lot more than the others thought.

Especially Creativity.

He had seen a lot of Creativity.

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Virgil remembered.

The others tended to forget that he had seen what they did, tended to think that he had been too young to remember who the first Creativity was, too young to comprehend what had happened that day.

But Virgil had not been too young. He knew Creativity. Pinky. That’s how he called him and Pinky had called him Purple. He had liked it. Just like the stories he told him, even when they sometimes were so scary that he started crying, after which Deceit always came to scold Pinky for making him cry.

It had never been Pinky’s fault. Virgil wanted the stories to be scary. He wanted to be scared by something he knew was made up. It somehow made him happy and Pinky was the best at telling them. The best to come up with fun ideas. That was why he and Logan were inseparable, besides the fact that they came into existence at the same time. Which was something Patton and Janus always seemed to forget or ignore.

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