I woke up to yelling downstairs. The hell? Logan wasn't in my room... I got out of my bed and threw on my cloak covering my upper body. I went out of my room quickly and downstairs. I found Roman and Deceit yelling at eachother, Thomas holding Roman back from punching or bitting Deceit and Logan holding Deceit back from punching Roman. 

"SILENCE!" I screamed, running in between the fight holding my hands out in front of the two fighting. I snapped my fingers. "Thomas? Logan? First off, where's Patton?" I asked. "At the abandoned park with Alan." He said. "Now Roman and Deceit... Tell me why the fuck were you two fighting or Imma get pissed." I said so serious I was going to snap Roman's fangs off and rip off the scales covering half of Deceit's face. I snapped my fingers again. "He's the one that fucking -" Deceit started to yell which made my ears hurt. I'm still not used to loud nosies since I became a Neko. "Um no! I didn't start any shit! You are the one-" Roman started but I couldn't hear what else he was saying. I dropped to my knees covering my ears. 

"Virgil!? Hey listen! Come here, everything's going to be alright." I heard Logan say to me, bring me into his arms. I uncovered my ears and opened my eyes to see that no one was yelling... It was silent... I started to doze off after a while...

*Next day*

I woke up with a bad headache. "L-logie...?" I mumbled into the darkness. "Are you okay Love?" I heard Logan asked by me. "Somewhat... Bad headache..." I said sitting up. Logan must have turned on my desk lamp because now I could see him. I hugged him. "What happened to Roman and Deceit...?" I asked cautious. "Patton got a little mad at Roman but no to much and Deceit... Well got a punch in the face by one little werewolf." He told me. I giggled. He lied down in my bed with me, my headache wasn't really there anymore. 

"Er..." He stuttered. I giggled more. "What is it?" I asked, bitting my lip. He sighed. "Do you wonder what it would be like taking care of our own kid...? Like Patton and Roman or something?" He asked me. I was a little surprised at this. I always wanted to have my own kid when I was a child... And with Logan now that I really know him of course! "Well... I always wanted to have my own kid... And now that I know you and we're boyfriends and all... I couldn't help but daydream or dream about us taking care of a kid..." I said slowly for him to understand. He smiled. "Same..." He mumbled. "Just when I kinda took care of Thomas during those few days, I felt real happiness. Not like I didn't before but like..." He was trying to find and example. "My parents and I?" I asked. "Sure... And I've kinda missed that feeling... Especially with you..." He explained slowly for me to understand.

I giggled. "Maybe that will happen in the future..." I said, smiling. He smiled as well. "Let's go eat breakfast. You didn't eat dinner last night." Logan said. We got out of my bed and I put on my cloak. And we went downstairs. "Virgil!" Deceit said a little loudly right before we got into the kitchen. Then he hugged me tightly. "Sorry about the yelling yesterday..." He said in a whisper. "It's okay Deceit. I'm here now at least." I said, hugging him back. We went into the kitchen and I got 'attacked' by two people. Roman and Patton. "Thank goodness you're okay!" Patton yipped. "Sorry for yelling Virgil..." Roman said. They got off of me. "It's okay Roman, I know you got mad at Dee and Dee got mad at you..." I said. Then Thomas came and hugged me. 

"And I'm hungry a little... Patton did you make breakfast yet?" I asked him. He nodded. He got a plate from the counter filled with bacon, eggs, two pancakes, and two pieces of toast. "Thanks Pat." I said. I sat down in my normal seat and everyone but Logan left the dinning room. He sat down by me. "Are you okay Logie?" I asked with a bit of bacon in my mouth still. "As long as you are yes." He said. I giggled a little. "Sometimes you can be a bit cheesey." I said, looking at him with a smile. He rolled his eyes. "You like it at least." He said. 

"At least I love you." I said, taking another bit of the pancakes. "I will never stop." He said.