Logan was walking to Patton's room to retrieve one of the various pictures of himself in his pride outfit that Patton had taken a while back in Pride month.

He knocked on the door. Patton opened it and smiled upon seeing Logan.

"Come on in, Lo!" He said and skipped over to his desk. Logan walked in, closing the door behind him, "I don't know why you need it because you never hang up the pictures I give you anyways, but here ya go."

"I know I don't particularly frame them and hang them up, but I do have a photo album I keep in my room," Logan responded.

"Really!?" Patton gasped, "Can you show me it, sometime!?"

"Perhaps I will show you it someday. Merci beaucoup, Patton." Logan said.

Patton blinked a few times and then frowned, "Sorry, I don't speak Poodle."

Logan's eyes widened, "P-Poodle? As in the canine...?"

"Nope, the language!" Patton smiled.

'Language...? I've never heard of Poodle...' Logan thought, "Patton, that was French."

Patton frowned again, "O-Oh... was it?"

"I-Indeed... where on Earth did you think it was a language?" Logan asked.

"Remus..."

'Of course, it was Remus...' Logan sighed, "Patton, if you want to find out what more about languages, just come to me."

"Okay, Logan." Patton smiled a bit.

Logan kissed Patton on his forehead, "I'll see you later, hm?"

"Y-Yeah!" Patton blushed.

Logan smiled slightly and walked out of the room, leaving Patton to stare off into space lovingly.

'Why is he so perfect...?' Patton giggled.