Patton's (pov)

Kissing?! Guys kissing?! Why would that be on tv?! "T-Thomas? What's that?" I ask carefully, averting my eyes. "Oh its Pride, it's a whole month for us. I guess this is kinda odd for you guys." He rubbed his neck sheepishly turning to us all.

Logan was stood in shock, Roman smiling and Virgil smirking. "Ha. I knew Brad was gay." He said smugly. "Hold up! Gay? As in, you know?" Roman asked, not wanting to say it. Thomas nodded "Yea. Thanks to the Stonewall riots we have Pride. Where people of the LGBTQ+ community can celebrate who they are." Logan scoffed. "Why don't they just take the whole alphabet? There's no reason to celebrate being diseased." I nod agreeing with him. "He's right kiddo. They don't need a month, they need therapy." Thomas looked at Logan and I shocked as did Virgil. "The hell dad?" He asked angrily. "Well they are. It's not natural. You agree with me right Logan?" He walked over placing a hand on my shoulder "I do." The both of us turned to Roman, the only one of us who seemed on the fence. "What do you think?" I asked. He looked between the two of us. "Oh uh well-well I don't know! I mean it's just love so I guess it's alright but it's also not very normal..." he trailed off looking back to the tv, we all followed his gaze to see people of all kinds. Some of colour, some of whom were disabled and all of whom were holding different flags of all sorts of patterns.

"Yea well I'm apart the community!" Thomas said proudly, standing up and places his hands on his hips. "I'm gay!" We all stared in shock at what he proclaimed. "You-your....how can you just say that?!" Virgil asked, yanking his hands out his pockets. "Because I can! I'm gay and I'm proud."

'Are you a friend of Dorothy's?'

'I am yes'

Woah. I placed a hand to my head suddenly feeling dizzy. "Patton?" I heard Logan ask. "I~"

'Why would you do that to yourself?! You know it's wrong.'

'This is wrong! You! This!'

My breathing began to pick up as I fell back against the couch, Logan's hand coming to rest on my head instead of my shoulder. "Patton!" I managed to see them gather around me with one other person. Someone I didn't know. Yet he looked so familiar.

'He-he can't be. I-

'I'm sorry Mr Hart #]}%[>\>_ has passed.'

He died. He died before me! Then my unfinished business...

I'll never pass over.