A/n: Eighty chapters? Will this book ever even end?

Also, should I just like, start to just call Damien in this story Janus? If ya'll want me to do that, leave a comment, because now that we actually know snek boi's name, maybe I should use it.

"We are not doing this again" Remus groaned, "just PICK SOMETHING!"

"Yeah what do you want?" Janus asked.

"Well, what do you want?" Virgil asked.

"No, what do you want?"

"I don't know, that's why i'm asking you!"

"Jesus Christ, i'm just ordering Chipotle" Remy yelled over the argument. 

This happened every time they needed to pick a food.

"Burrito or bowl?" He asked.

"I dunno, salad?" Virgil replied.

Remy rolled his eyes, because he clearly did have opinions on what he wanted to eat, but didn't want to voice them.

"Okay, so, Virgil just wants a few pieces of lettuce, what's everyone else want?"

"A salad?" Logan asked, "that's it?"

"I-uh..yeah..." Virgil whispered with a shrug, not liking the sudden attention.

"Logan have you learned nothing? One bite of a burrito and he'd be dead, just let him eat his watery grass" Janus said with a scoff, "your mom said for us to promise not to let you die though, so ranch or Italian dressing? And yes, you will be having chicken and cheese in it as well."

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Once everybody was introduced, and they all caught up with each other, Lucia was left alone in her mother's house with all of the younger children while everybody else went on a snack run.

She held the two year old boy, Jerry, in her lap and stared down at him with a smile.

The only word he knew how to say was 'no' but Lucia adored it all the same.

The baby, playing on the ground, looking no older than five months, was absolutely precious.

She teared up, knowing that she'd have a precious little baby too in just a few months.

She couldn't wait, it was going to be great.

But then she thought of Virgil.

Was it fair to him? To just have another child? What if he didn't want to have a sibling? What if he didn't like them?

She thought of how he acted towards Emily.

No, surely, it would be okay, she smiled. He always protected her.

(The best he could.)

Then a thought hit her. She could barely afford to spare ten dollars each month, how is she going to get enough money to afford a whole new being?!

Looks like she'd have to start working double shifts again.

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"Big sword fight in her mouth!"

"And she allowed it?"

"Big sword fight in her mouth!"

"That sure sounds crowded!"

"...why do I hang out with the people I do?" Logan sighed.

"Sorry, should we sing dead girl walking instead-"

"How about we don't?" Logan asked.

"How did she survive if they put swords in her mouth?" Patton asked in horror.

"Well, you see they weren't using actual swords, they were using their-"

"Remus, no!" Emile yelled, throwing a sock at him.

"Thanks!" Remus smiled, beginning to eat the sock, much to everyone's disgust.

"Well, Patton" Logan began to explain, trying to ignore the sounds of Remus slurping the sweat out of Emile's sock, "you don't need your tongue to survive, so if they cut that off-"

"You can live without a tongue?!?" Patton asked in absolute horror.

"Well-"

"Okay! Okay, that's enough for you!!!" Janus screamed at Remus, taking the sock from him when he began to swallow it.

"Ew you put your hand in his mouth?!" Emile asked.

"He's put in a lot more than his hand" Remus wiggled his eyebrows mischievously, earning him an elbow to the chest and a flushed boyfriend.

Remy sat there cackling like a mad man as he watched the chaos unfold.

Suddenly, the random episode of Peppa Pig they were watching -for Patton's sake- got interrupted by a news broadcast.

"This just in, kids killed puppy, is the new headline of the day. Earlier last evening, three boys murdered a helpless puppy"

She continued,

"While this may not seem like a jail-worthy offense, huge fines will ultimately have to be payed. However, some jail time might be necessary depending on the case.

In addition, this puppy wasn't only just killed, but evidence suggests rats ate it's remains. Security footage near the house confirms the puppy wasn't declared completely dead when the rats began to eat him alive.

If anybody has any information on where these three horrible young men may be, inform the police immediately. Lacy Hyman signing off"

The faces of Roman, Ram, and Kurt flashed on the screen.

"Jesus Christ" Remus groaned, "every time!"

"Are they on the run?" Remy asked, completely unphased.

"They probably are" answered Logan, sighing, "I wonder where they are" he questioned to himself.

"He killed the puppy..and left it to be eaten alive.." Patton said, shaking with a hand over his mouth, tears pooling in his eyes. He looked away, sickened as they flashed pictures of the dog on screen.

"He's never—god, he's never going to change, is he?" Virgil muttered, putting his face in his hands, "I can't keep believing him, can't keep-keep trusting him! And—And telling him that it'll all be okay!"

"Virgil.." Emile began.

"Nope! I can't! I am sick and tired of everything he's put me through, everything he's been putting all of us through, and it's true that no matter how many hands I lend out—!"

"He'll never change" Emile finished.

"Quite frankly, we agree with you Virgil" Logan chimed in, "you're correct."

Patton sniffled, "sometimes it's better to just let people go.."

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"Roman you are no longer allowed to be in the kitchen"

"But-"

"No buts! You set the toaster on fire by plugging it in. Now go wake up Ram, we need to watch the news and see how bad our situation is."