I was looking at some of the stories in here and thought... "Huh... I should do an alternate ending to Wanna Bet where Virgil wins the bet.' So here it is. Enjoy.

~Roman's POV~

"I'm telling you! There's no way they're not dating!" I exclaim to the darkly dressed trait sitting across from me. I give him a frustrated look as he shakes his head.

"I just don't buy it Princey." Virgil says dismissively. I glare at him and he sighs. "I'll tell you what Roman, Let's make a bet."

I raise my eyebrow and slightly cock my head to the left, both intrigued and confused by his offer. "What kind of bet?"

"Simple. You think Logan and Patton are dating, I don't. So we make a bet. I'll give you three weeks to give me proof that they are dating. If you can find proof, you win. If the three weeks pass and you haven't found any proof, I win." He says, his eyes holding a slight mischievous glint.

I eye him cautiously and think about his offer. It seems like good natured fun, but there's always a risk when betting. I think about it a bit longer before I decide my answer.

"Sure, if I win I get to dress you like a princess for a day." I say with a smirk.

His eyes widen and he stares at me as if I had just told him Panic! At The Disco broke up. I can see him running through scenarios in his head and wondering if it's worth it. His eyes harden determinedly and his gaze locks on mine.

"Alright, but if I win, I get to dress you emo for a day." He says.

I pale slightly at the thought. I would never dress like that of my own free will but I'm not one to back down from a challenge.

"I guess we have a bet then." I say, holding out my hand. Virgil looks at it and smirks.

"I guess we do." He says as he grabs my hand and shakes it.

I can't believe I agreed to this... I can't lose. Time to go find some proof.

~Virgil's POV~

I watch Roman as he walks out of the room, probably to go attempt to win the bet. I smirk and pull out my phone. I open my messages and click on Patton's contact.

Dad: Hey kiddo, did you need something?

Dark Strange Son: Yes actually. This will probably sound like a weird request, but I need you to trust me on this.

Dad: Sure kiddo, what is it?

Dark Strange Son: You know that you and Logan are my favorite couple, but I need you to not do anything romantic around Princey for the next three weeks.

Dad: Alright, I think we can manage that.

Dark Strange Son: Thanks Dad.

Dad: No problem kiddo! ILY!!

I smile as I set my phone down. Now all that's left is to wait.

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~Roman's POV~

I'm freaking out just a little bit. This is my last day to find proof before the bet is over and so far I have nothing! I sigh as I enter the kitchen and get myself a glass of water. This isn't good. If I don't get any proof to Virgil by the end of the day I have to dress in... emo clothes.

I shudder and push the thought away. I have 6 more hours until Patton goes to bed. Once that happens any hope for me to get proof is lost. I can do this, I just have to stay focused. I cannot rest until I get evidence.

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Oh god I didn't get any evidence. Patton and Logan have both gone to bed now and I'm empty handed. This means I have to wear emo clothes tomorrow! There's nothing I can do now except hope that this won't be as bad as I think it will.

I lay down in bed and let sleep wash over me, dreading what I know will be absolute humiliation.

When I wake up, the first thing I notice is a pile of clothes sitting on my dresser along with a note. I get up and begin examining the items, starting with the note. It says: Put these on, then come to my room so I can do your hair and make-up ~Virgil.

I sigh and look at the clothes in disdain. I follow the instructions on the note and head to Virgil's room. When I get there, he looks me over and smirks.

"Not bad Princey." he says, "But you aren't quite there yet." I groan as he guides me over to a table where I see a lot of hair and make-up products set out.

"Is all this really necessary?" I ask, hoping for some way out of this.

"Yup! Now sit." He instructs. I sigh and let him get to work. I sit there for what feels like hours(though according to Virgil it was only 30 minutes) before Virgil announces that he's finished. He then leads me to a body length mirror so I can see how I look.

(This hair)

(This make-up)

(Virgil's old jacket and black shirt)

(And these shoes)

To say I look different would be an understatement. I look like I just walked out of a Hot Topic wearing the darkest clothes I could find. Though as much as I hate to admit it, Virgil did a good job.

"Well my work here is done, go and do whatever it is you normally do." Virgil says. I sigh and turn to exit his room. As I'm about to walk out the door, Virgil speaks up again.

"Oh and Princey, you can keep the rest of the outfit if you want, but I want the jacket back when today is over." He says. I nod and head out to get breakfast.

As I enter the dinning room I see Logan and Patton are already there. Patton is the first to notice me and his eyes widen. Logan notices me soon after and his jaw drops. I speak up before either of them can question me.

"I lost a bet, okay?"