A/n: So...another pissfic. Hehehheh. Wow I am quickly becoming a piss account this is insane. I used to be so afraid to post omo bc of backlash, but everyone is so kind! I don't think i've ever gotten a hate comment over it! I hope you guys like this😊 this one IS NOT a oneshot book, its an actual ongoing story with plot but its a omo centric story so yeah

If you dont like piss read it anyway and drop a comment🧍‍♀️ idk

One of the many reasons Patton's ex-wife, Sally, had despised him was because of his weak bladder. It was very inconvenient for her, and she was quite annoyed by his frequent bathroom breaks. It was actually a medical condition that he was diagnosed with from a very young age, but could never pronounce and needed google to help him out with.

Sally and Patton had broken up the night they came back home from the hospital with Virgil. It was then that Patton had confessed to her that he was gay, that he had only been with her because it was pushed upon him by his religious family. That they all thought that she could fix him.

This of course, angered her. She shouted at him and told him that she didn't even care about him anyway, that she was just using him to get to other people. She slammed around up and down the house, and packed her bags, all while Patton desperately begged her to just talk to him. He told her that they could find a way to work it out, or at least stay friends, if she would just sit down and listen.

It was hard for Patton to explain himself with Sally screaming over him, but he felt that he was at least a little justified—how was he supposed to tell his wife that he was gay? Especially when she was pregnant with his child?

He had grabbed her hand, begging her to listen, but she ripped herself from his grasp, and glared at him coldly. "I never even loved you" she spat, "I was just using you. I've been cheating on you with your friend, Noah ever since we fucking got together! You are absolute shit in bed, you know that? It feels like you're just lying there while I do all the work, and the consequence of your awful sex is a child I don't even want!"

"Well, I didn't want the sex! I told you, I wasn't ready and you pressured me! I laid there because I didn't want it! I was trying not to break down, this—this is your own fault!" He wasn't even upset that she had been cheating. She hadn't ever been a particularly kind woman, and was an awful wife. An awful person for as long as he'd known her. But he couldn't get anything else, so he had settled.

Sally didn't seem to care about how she had practically assaulted him. She told him that as her husband, it was his responsibility to meet her needs. She told him she hated him, and then she left. She blocked him on everything, and that was the last he'd heard of her, at least for a while. They still had to divorce, after all.

He had no idea what to do from there. He had a son now, and was on his own. He didn't know what to do or how to do it, but he knew for sure that he was going to treat this child wonderfully, and love and support him unconditionally.

Legally, he did everything he could to find Sally. When he finally thought he'd never see her again, and was ready to just give up, word got out that she had been found, living with....one of his best friends. Noah, who she had been cheating on him with for a majority of their relationship.

Ouch. That certainly hurt. Not what she was doing, necessarily, but how Noah was willing to be with her after everything she'd done.

Though that wasn't important at the moment, he had finally found her and it was time to call her for some legal action. If she wasn't going to he in her son's life, the judge said that the least she could do was pay child support, and that was that. The first few months were rough, but he had Emile and Remy to confide in, who had adopted children of their own—twins. They were just a year older than Virgil, so they had plenty of advice on dealing with newborns.

They were a rock for Patton, at a time in his life where he knew that nothing would ever be the same again.

It was awesome how much closer he grew to them during that time. It was also lovely to see Remus, Roman and Virgil grow up together as best friends.

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When Sally had Virgil, it was very apparent that he had inherited Patton's weak bladder.

Virgil's diaper would always get wet really fast, and no matter how many times he changed him in the same ten minutes. Always, it just seemed to keep on filling. He asked Remy and Emile about it and told him that the amount and frequency with which Virgil was going wasn't normal. So he took him to the doctor, and of course his son was diagnosed with the same condition. His bladder was very weak, even the tiniest drop of urine inside of him could make him desperate—so the baby Virgil was very, very uncomfortable most of the time.

When Virgil got older and needed to be potty trained though, it was horrible. He would cry all the time because he kept on getting bladder infections, he would wet the bed and have accidents all the time, and was worried that he'd get in trouble because he couldn't wait to get to the potty like a big boy.

One time Patton purposefully wet himself to show his son that it wasn't that big of a deal—and Virgil gave Patton the same treatment Patton would give him. Virgil had ran a bath for him and helped him into the tub (as much as his smaller than average four year old self could) and comforted him. Patton thought that it was sweet.

"Don't worry daddy, everybody has accidents!" Virgil smiled.

Patton smiled too, repeating something Virgil would often ask, "even you?"

"Yep, even me!" Virgil exclaimed as his father laughed.

It has of course led to many, many unfortunate accidents and close calls for the both of them, but they worked it out more or less, and it was nice for Patton to have someone who understood him, even if it was just his son.

As years passed by, Patton was happier than ever. He'd met a few guys, but only one of them in particular caught his eye—someone he'd known before. He'd actually been friends with him for a few years before he and Sally broke apart in college and Logan had even met Sally. He told him that he was glad that she was gone, getting out one of his vocabulary cards and saying "she was toxic anyways."

Patton was also happy that Logan supported him for being gay—in fact, he found out that Logan was too! It was exciting that the hottest man alive liked men, and Patton was a man! He tried to make his impression and it certainly worked. They didn't actually get to know each other very well until Virgil was about seven—before then they'd simply been friends at work. Turns out, they'd been missing out. They clicked, like, really clicked.

Virgil never really got to know Logan very well, but he was okay with that. He didn't like people much anyways. He liked to stay in his own little bubble with his own little friends, and never come out of it. Roman, Remus, and Janus were all the friends he had, and they were enough for him. He actually only met Janus because of school.

Virgil was fifteen now, and Patton felt like he could cry. His little baby was almost all grown up, and it felt like barely any time had passed at all! He watched his son overcome some of his social fears and make friends, he saw him gradually learn how to be himself, he supported him unconditionally when he came out as gay, and he just adored how his life was turning out.

He was very thankful for Roman, Remus, and Janus. They were the best of friends with Virgil, and really enjoyed each other's company. They all loved to be with each other, and all liked to hang out at one another's houses. It was just fun, and that made Patton happy, because Virgil hadn't had many friends growing up. He was well known now and had a reputation at his school, but being the guy who peed a hundred times a day and had accidents every other day wasn't a good reputation to have. Most people were very kind and understanding, though.

So that brought them to where they were today. Patton, with a boyfriend he loved dearly, a wonderful son, a great job and friends.

Pattom hummed to himself as he began to make himself some lunch, watching his son from the corner of his eye. Virgil was getting ready to go over to Janus's house, but Patton had just remembered something important, so stopped him in the doorway.

"Kiddo, I have something I need to talk to you about" Patton chirped, and Virgil took his hand off of the doorknob slowly, 'please don't be about the ritual please don't be about the ritual please-'

"You remembered to pack your bags for tomorrow, right?" Patton chirped.

"IT WASN'T MY FAILT, REMUs- oh-uhm, my bags? Yeah, pops! Yeah!" Virgil exclaimed nervously changing the subject away from his slip-up.

Patton eyed his son suspiciously but didn't question him any further on the subject, "yeah! Remember? We're going on a road trip and I need you to pack some things you'll need! Whatever you'll need to feel comfortable in the car for a while, and at a hotel."

To be completely and totally honest, Virgil had forgotten. But his bags were packed, Okay..but..remind me again, why?" Virgil asked suspiciously, dreading the idea of a road trip, "it—it's the first day of summer vacation, we just got out of school yesterday!" He groaned.

"Oh none of that teenage angst, son! This will be fun! And no, i'm not trying to recreate the goofy movie, before you ask—though we could go fishing—" Patton began, before he was cut off with a frantic Virgil assuring him that they didn't need to go fishing. "Well," Patton chuckled, "I see it as an opportunity for a bonding exercise! Just you, me, and Logan in the car all day! We can get to know each other through games like truth or dare-well, that'll be a little hard in the car! Eye spy-wait that's not a get to know you game-"

"Dad!" Virgil exclaimed, "With Logan?!?" He asked nervously, "you never said anything about Logan when we were planning this!" He hissed.

"Well—yeah, he was sort of a last minute addition, kiddo, why? Is something the matter?" Patton asked, having already known that his son would be against this and that there was a lot the matter with it.

"N-no..no problem at all, I-I just-well, he seems so....I don't know..." Virgil didn't want to bad-mouth his father's boyfriend, so he tried to use kinder words than he was thinking, "emotionless? Like, scary? And the complete opposite of you! I've never even seen him smile, and I don't think he likes me, and-and he's so intimidating..." Virgil shivered, trailing off. Logan didn't give off the best vibes.

"Awe, kiddo! I had no idea you felt that way about him! He's a lot like you, you know. I wouldn't love him so much if he was mean, or if I thought he'd hate you. We just gotta do a little work to get him out of his shell, kiddo! He's not as strict as he seems, especially in the sheets-" Patton began to choke uncontrollably as he realized what he said, "I-I meant-DEEZ NUTZ, HAH-"

"What the hell has Remus done to you" Virgil whispered, completely horrified.

"Too much, but not as much as Logan ha-I mean-" Patton sighed, "well anyways-c'mon kiddo, I just know ya'll will get along fine together! Just be confident, and talk about things that interest you—who knows, maybe you two have more in common than you realize?"

"Dad, I doubt that. Also, you know i've never been confident—I know that you two are like, a thing or whatever, but i'll always come first, right?" He asked teasingly.

Patton gasped, "oh, of course! You always have!"

"Alright-well I gotta go to Janus's house, we're setting up for tomorrow!"

"What exactly is tomorro-

"We do not speak of that which is to come tomorrow!"

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"Heya kiddo!" Patton said the next morning as Virgil came downstairs for breakfast, "whatcha up to today?" Patton asked, knowing for sure Virgil had forgotten already.

"Going over to Janus's house. We were going to preform a ritual with Roman's sperm, Remus is going to conduct it-" Virgil cut himself off, realizing what he'd said. Wow, having a laid back dad had really left him with no filter—he trusted Patton way too much—

Before Virgil could save himself, Patton began speaking, "Virgil-are you sure that they're...good influences on you?" Patton asked skeptically, "I mean, satanic sperm rituals are a lot. Even for you."

"Oh, come on! Remus and Roman are Remy and Emile's kids, and Janus—well, I'm pretty sure Janus got kicked out or something we had to sneak into his house yesterday. Yes, he also had to sneak in and we are probably doing the same today—but c'mon dad, you know they're safe!—"

"Satanic sperm rituals, son—"

"You said you didn't care what religion I was in-"

"Oh lord-WAIT A SECOND! There's a SPERM RITUAL RELIGION?!" Patton yelled.

"NO, I-DAD!-"

"Okay okay okay-we should talk about this later-but did you forget what today was?" Patton asked.

"Happy anniversary-"

"Virgil, you don't even know your mom-"

"That's why i'm depressed, she hates me because she knew I was gay before I even came out of the womb" he joked.

"Virgil, honey, she doesn't hate you..." He began, cringing. Well that was a helpless lie considering that Virgil had not once ever met his mother, "well...I mean, okay fine, but to he fair, she hates everyone. Besides, you're forgetting something..road trip~" Patton sung.

Virgil's eyes widened as his heart began to speed up with nerves. "W-with..your boyfriend, right?" He whispered.

"Yes, kiddo..hey, what's wrong?" Patton asked gently.

Virgil bit his lip, and said, "I-I dunno..i'm kind of worried..I want to make a good impression on him, and show him that I won't be a burden on him-"

Patton smiled gently, "Kiddo, I wouldn't date anyone who thought of you as a burden" he said seriously, giving Virgil a tight hug.

"I'm also worried about..you know..using the bathroom." He awkwardly confessed. "You know how frequently I have to go, and what if he gets annoyed or something? It's so embarrassing to have to ask for the bathroom, especially in a car" Virgil groaned.

"Hey, hey, you know we have the same condition...i'll have to go just as often as you" Patton assured.

"Alright," Virgil sighed, "but you're better at holding it! You've dealt with it your whole—what, sixty years of life?"

Patton gasped, "sixty?! You're just pulling my leg now, kiddo! I'll have you know that i'm still in my prime, thank you very much."

"Yeah right pops" Virgil teased, "you're practically withering away as we speak."

"Alright, smart guy, that's enough out of you" Patton joked, checking his watch, "we don't have to leave for a while though-so go on and do your ritual. Be back by seven am. It's 5:30 right now, so you have a little while."

"Thanks dad, bye!" Virgil smiled, going next door to do the ritual. Wait—his dad was actually letting him do this? Well, he'd better run before he changed his mind or added a catch.

Patton sighed, shaking his head as Virgil bolted away like a bat out of hell, "kids."

He cleaned up breakfast for a while and made sure he had everything packed on the list that Logan had so lovingly organized for him. Speaking of Logan, around an hour later, he heard a prompt, precise knocking on the door. Logan! "Heya Logie!" Patton exclaimed as he opened the door, hugging him tightly.

"Hello, Patton" Logan said with a small smile, hugging back, "how's your morning been?"

"Great, how's yours been?" Patton asked.

"Just wonderful. I've brought my bags, and everything I may need for the road trip..I don't think I have ever been on one before, so this shall be an experience." He said lowly, "though I'm not sure if it will be a good one. Your son seems very...disinterested in me."

"Logie, he'll love you! He's just a little bit scared. You come off as standoffish and antisocial...and well, he does too, obviously, as you can probably tell. But he has anxiety about these first impression things. He doesn't want to mess anything up" Patton explained, "the silly goober."

Logan nodded, "I completely understand where he's coming from. I too am not as great at social interaction as I hope to be, though I hope a road trip with you and your son will be beneficial to all of us" He said seriously.

"Amazing! We can head off as soon as Virgil gets back! He's preforming a sperm ritual on one of his friends, it's a religion thing I think-"

"Patton!" Logan cut in, interrupting his boyfriend in utter horror, "You can't just tell people these things! They'll think you're letting your child go off and do horrible things!" He cried, interrupting his boyfriend, "you have no filter!"

"But I am letting my child go off and do horrib—Oh right, sorry—no filter, you're right!" He giggled, bouncing up and down in excitement as Logan sighed and muttered a simple. 'I know.'

They got all of their bags together towards the front, and knew that they had some time to kill, so waited around at the kitchen island talking to one another. It was a while before Virgil got back, just ten minutes untill they had to leave.

"Okay, it's six-fifty am, the car is loaded, we're on time, let's go!" Logan said, trying to sound cheerful like Patton, though ending up sounding monotone and shrill at the same time.

Virgil was internally panicking though because damn it, he had to pee.

Patton noticed how his son's eyes kept darting back to the bathroom, so Patton just winked at Virgil and said, "hey kiddo, why don't you go ahead and brush your teeth? Nobody wants morning breath! And nobody wants to smell it either, especially coming from you" he giggled.

Virgil glared at his dad a little bit, but was greatful for the fact that he didn't have to speak up for himself. He wanted to argue that his morning breath was not that bad, but simply nodded and dashed off. He didn't want to have to make them wait for him.

"Quite lucky that you picked up on that, Patton. Personal hygiene is an important thing, and teeth are vital for many everyday activities such as talking, chewing, and-"

Patton chuckled, shaking his head, "Logan, no! He had to pee, he was just too embarrassed to say anything."

"Oh, why? Using the restroom is a natural bodily function that nobody should be denied the right to have" Logan reasoned.

"Yeah, I keep trying to tell him that" Patton sighed, "you know the bladder condition I have? Virgil has it too, so we may need to prepare lots of rest stops."

"Of course, Patton" Logan smiled kindly, "Anything to keep you guys comfortable. In fact, I do believe you telling me he often suffers from bladder infections because he's too anxious to ask to use the restroom during school. It's not a good thing to get into the habit of having, so we'll have to remind him every now and again."

"Ah, thanks for understanding!" Patton squealed, hugging Logan.

"Of course" Logan said, wrapping his arms around Patton. It felt...nice. He never really got hugs.

Eventually, Virgil came out of the bathroom, his face pink, "U-uhm, Hi Mr. Sanders" he whispered, looking at his shoes and fiddling with his hoodie strings.

Mr. Sanders? That was adorable, "you can call me Logan."

"Okay Mr. Logan—I mean—" Virgil stuttered, throwing his hoodie over his head and pulling the strings with a groan.

Patton chuckled, "alright kiddo, let's just get in the car before something more awkward happens!" Both nodded, and since they were all packed up and ready to go, off they drove away. Virgil had no idea where they were going, or if they even were going to go anywhere specific. His dad wasn't very good at planning.

He was nervous going on this trip because ONE, Logan was driving-so he controlled when they went to the bathroom or not. And TWO—he had no freaking clue what the plan was, and he only had a day to mentally prepare himself. He hoped he'd be able to hold until lunch, but he'd be surprised if he could for just an hour.

He didn't even have to go yet! Why was he even stressing so bad?!?

He took a breath. He was in the back seat. It was fine. He could cross his legs and hold himself if need be until he worked up the courage to ask. Patton and Logan used the bathroom before they left too, so it would definately be a while, because Patton was older and used to it, and Logan didn't even have a problem.

So Virgil just laid his head against the window, put his headphones on, relaxed, and fell asleep.

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"Alright. So, I understand his condition though it's a hot day, and he'll still need to hydrate. In fact, if he doesn't it could lead to more serious bladder infections because the kidneys are holding waste that doesn't even contain that much water. Plus, dehydration is a horrible thing to go through. It is not fun. Trust me, I was a band kid" Logan explained as Patton listened. He looked back, and Virgil was asleep.

"Right! Thanks baby, you're so smart! And don't even talk to me about marching band, I was in color guard" Patton smiled, grabbing a water bottle for him and Virgil, "I was pretty handy with that rifle—anyways, I guess that water rule means the same for me, huh?"

Logan just nodded as they began to talk, each not knowing the other had been in band, so it was cool to have someone who understood it, while also asking each other about how they could get Virgil into some conversations, the works. Twenty minutes later, Patton and Logan were both laughing so hard, that Virgil stirred and woke up, opening his eyes and yawning, "what's the big idea?" He grumbled.

Logan was laughing. Patton was looking at Logan with adoration in his eyes. Virgil smiled a little bit, maybe Logan wasn't so bad.

"S-sorry Virgil, I was telling Logan the story behind this picture!" Patton smiled, showing Virgil the picture.

Virgil groaned, "oh my god, is that me?!"

A three year old Virgil sat on the kitchen floor, crying his eyes out, a puddle around his feet and about a dozen raw eggs mixed with rice krispy cereal cracked all over him and on the floor.

"What was I doing?!" He asked, horrified.

"You wanted to show me what a big boy you were so you took off your diaper and tried to make me breakfast!" Patton chuckled.

"That is rather cute, I will admit" Logan smiled. A true, genuine smile. Virgil was happy that they were having a good time. He thought Logan would be more..stoic and cold. He seemed pretty cool though.

Virgil was suddenly coming very aware something, though. He had to pee. Like, really bad. It was probably his bladder tricking him—it was weak after all. Most times he got desperate, would go to the bathroom, and not really pee all that much.

But god, he sure did feel it.

"Oh yeah! Virgil, Logan said you need to keep hydrated! Even though the car's cool, it's a hot day out there today!" Patton exclaimed, handing his son a water bottle.

"Th-thanks dad" Virgil said, quickly gulping down about half the bottle. He was thirsty..and his dad was right, it was a hot day, and he really didn't want to drink it, though he found himself taking nervous sips here and there.

About ten minutes later, the water seemed to just completely cycle through him. If he thought he had to go before he was wrong. Now he really needed Logan to stop somewhere. He looked around, wondering if there was even anywhere around they could stop, and if it was even worth asking to stop the car for.

After looking around, he realized that they weren't too far off the mark yet, and if he needed to go, then he should probably ask now. He was getting really worked up over it, and felt really anxious about asking. Especially since Logan seemed to be very punctual. He kind of expected him not to make any extra stops.

Then he realized that he could just text his dad, and he could make up some excuse or something. So, he got his phone out and shot his dad a text.

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: Dad

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: Dad

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: DAD!!

Pop Star💙: Yeah?

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: Dad, can you get Logan to stop the car? I really really have to use the bathroom.

He felt his face heat up as he sent the text, embarrassed over it.

Pop Star💙: It's only been an hour!

Virgil looked up at his dad, knowing he was joking around, since he knew an hour was a long time for him—but gave him a blank look anyways.

He noticed his dad's leg bouncing, and his body was kind of twisted in an unnatural position too.

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: You totally have to go too don't you?

Pop Star💙: ...Yes...

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: Can you please ask if we can stop? I didn't wear the darkest pants I own today.

Pop Star💙: Those pants are pitch black

DarkStrangeSonofaGun: I have darker ones.

Patton smiled and turned to Logan. Hopefully, Virgil would be comfortable to tell him on his own soon-but for now, it was Patton's job.

"Hey, can we stop somewhere? I have to pee" Patton said, bouncing up and down for emphases. Logan raised a brow, looking at the clock. He could've sworn that they'd left only twenty minutes ago—oh. It had been more like an hour. Okay, that was more reasonable.

"You couldn't make it anymore obvious" he chuckled, "Alright, there should be a gas station up ahead in a few minutes, let's go there. I also noticed that you forgot to pack the snacks-so we can load up on those too. Virgil seems like the snacking type—"

"What's that supposed to mean" Virgil asked defensively. He was totally right, but he was worried that Logan would be able to read him like an open book.

"I'm not sure, but despite that I just look at you and think 'that's a gay who likes his gummy bears'" Logan explained.

"Wait you're right-about both things, I'm obsessed with gummy bears-"

"Exactly" Logan said as he pulled into the gas station, "plus, i'm pretty sure everyone loves to snack."

Woah Logan had distracted Virgil so much he forgot he even needed to pee-but it was back now and was a really strong urge.

He quickly got out of the car and went into the store, shyly asking an employee if he could use the restroom without having to buy anything.

She just giggled and pointed him to the restroom, saying, "no sweetie, just right through those doors."

Virgil thanked her and quickly walked into the bathroom, blushing in embarrassment, he hated having to ask people things. And also thinking 'woah, a gas station employee who isn't an asshole?!'

Patton was close behind, unzipping as Virgil did, and going immediately. Virgil let out a harsh breath, relieved as soon as be began going. It felt so much better—he was sure he wouldn't have lasted any longer.

After he finished, he gave himself a few shakes and tucked back in, and Patton did as well.

"Much better" Virgil sighed, going to wash his hands, then meeting Logan outside, who had some Gummy bears, and various other snacks.

Virgil gasp, "that's the best brand!"

"I'll have you know that I'm a seasoned gummy bear eater" Logan smirked, "i've experimented with many different types."

Patton smiled brightly as they got back into the car. His son and his boyfriend already had something in common—they were avid gummy bear eaters!

A/n: Hope ya'll enjoyed this! I'm really excited about this story bc i've had it cooking up for a few years now. Tell me what you think, and i'm def open to critique! 🖤🖤🖤