Warning: Bad Writing/Probably a lot of time skips? i don't know, i didn't write it yet/ bad nicknames (majority of them brought by me)/ maybe me being weird and going off topic?/ probable cussing.. i take that back, definite cussing/ a lot of people put Remus in the TW, i don't wanna do that.... but, Remus./Accidental Multi shipping (maybe accidental?)/ anything else????

Inspired by Pinterest post

I also just wanted to let you know, if something is underlined (just underlined nothing else) it is one of the "voices" in Virgil's head. *that's not in this chapter though*

I now wish you luck in start of this crackhead injected chapter-

~Third Person~ 

The autumn breeze blew leaves in Remus's face as he and Dee walked over to Virgil's house. 

swinging his fist in the air, "OI FUCK OFF" Remus yelled at the top of his lungs.

"What the hell are you doing, Remus?!" Dee laughed out. "It's not my fault nature is mean to me, I'm not my brother!" Remus yelled out AGAIN as the two walked up to Virgil's (house's) front door. 

Knockity Knock((ed up)(i'm just kidding, don't fight me))

They waited silently until Remus got impatient. He raised his hand to knock on the white wooden door again. The door opened to reveal Virgil, well.. half of him anyway. "Hey Disco Downer, ready to go?" Remus asked.

BAM

 The door shut in the two's faces. "not again!" Dee pouted slightly. "Virgil! Open the door! Hurry, before Remus kicks down the door like he did last time."

Remus made an offended noise as he whispered "it. was. FUN" 

not even 3 minutes later, Virgil opened the door to see Dee holding back a screeching Remus. "what the fu-"

TIME SKIP, brought to you by "Crackhead energy, the drink! Made in New Jersey" 

Virgil walked in between (oh heck, i just cracked my knuckles and it scared the shit outta me-) Remus and Dee to stop them, mainly Janus, from attacking the other. This was pretty normal, everyday, Remus would walk to Dee's house to start heading over to Virgil's house. Although Virgil was a little curious to know what it was like when he wasn't around the two's conversations, he knew it was probably better for him if he wasn't. They finally got to school when another gust of that amazing autumn breeze blew more leaves at Remus's face- "WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?!" The green haired boy (boi) yelled aloud. Dee had started laughing, tears pooling in his eyes. Virgil on the other hand, was slightly confused. "whats so funny?" he tried to ask Dee who was now crying from laughter. "I- IT- HA!" Dee was stuttering over his words as he watched Remus punching a tree. People walked past the trio, their eyes, drilling spears into Remus and Dee. Virgil pulled his hoodie over his head and thought to himself "these idiots are so weird.. thank god.." he smiled in that moment which surprisingly summoned Remus's attention. "DID YOU SMILE?! ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodyouaresocute. pleaseneverstopsmiling. iwillkillwhoevermakesyoustopsmilingisweartogod. ohmygoshthatwassoadorable- DO IT AGAIN!!" Remus excitingly (excitingly is an understatement) screeched at the top of his lungs. (for the third time that day, might i add). 

Dee was now rolling on the floor, sobbing from laughter. 

"its NOT adorable!" The now blushing teen whisper-yelled. "stooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop!!!!!!!!!"

Dee was still sobbing on the floor, laughing

Remus was buzzing with excitement, obviously fanboying over the anxious teens ADORABLE smile

"I'm ditching you two dumb asses, see you in class" said the still blushing teen as he made his way to their homeroom class.  

TIME SKIP, brought to you by "Spotify Ad, an annoying thing that exists." 

(In Homeroom)

The teacher's talking was just background noise to Virgil as he drew on his notebook.  He looked to the seat next to him and saw that Roman was asleep. "What a dork" the purple haired boy thought. He glanced down to Roman's open notebook and had a spark of interest in the empty spot of his open page. 

*5 minutes pass*

Roman woke up when he heard quiet conversations emerge. He turned to the clock, "10 more minutes til the end of class.." The still sleepy teen looked down at his notebook, flowers? There were at least 10 of them on his notepad, but nobody would know: after class there would be a whole meadow of flowers. Each one different from the other. 

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thank you and sorry to whoever read this, I can't believe i actually updated-

sorry for updating so late too, 

in case you didnt notice: I used something from Pinterest in this story// It was too good of a prompt to pass up

Bye Bye for now.

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word count: 782 (i think)(im really bad at this)