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The world was recovering. Breathing. Relaxing. Auradon Prep was being rebuilt slowly and people were scouring the land in search of Maleficent's' fled accomplices. Ursula and Jafar had vanished quickly after leaving her alone. There was really no loyalty amongst true villains.

Roman quietly wandered into the makeshift hospital ward. It was a clean, white marque, elegantly set up, standing proudly in the middle of the school's' field. He brushed past the tarp quietly and made his way past the lines of beds that held injured staff and students. He kept walking until he reached a certain bed.

"Logan," He greeted and the son of Snow White looked up from his book. "How are you?"

Even though Janus had healed him, Logan was still kept under more professional care. He was no longer poisoned, but he still had deep wounds and had breathed in a lot of smoke. However, he was lucky - he had one of the best conditions in the whole school.

"Roman," Logan said, with a smile. "I see you're back again."

"That I am, specs." Roman walked over and sat at the foot of his friends' bed. "I brought you some new books, but these are all that's left from the library."

Logan sighed sadly. "Such a shame. Such beautiful knowledge, stolen from us all too soon."

Roman passed over the new books. "You read the whole library twice, you don't have a right to complain about it." Logan set the books on the bedside table and Roman grinned cheekily at the sight of soft blue flowers in a vase. "I see you've got some flowers. Has Patton dropped by recently?"

Logan rolled his eyes in an annoyed manner, but Roman knew that Logan appreciated it. "He has visited me several times, yes, but those flowers are from my mother."

"Ah! Snow White came to visit you, did she?"

"Of course, she did, Roman. She's my mother. Father accompanied her too, but the nurse didn't let the dwarves in. They were far too dirty to be allowed into a hospital ward. I mean, they were covered in soot and coal dust, and several people here seem to be developing breathing problems," Logan sighed again. "I kind of wish they were allowed in to see me. They're not half-bad, no matter how stupid they are. They remind me of you."

Roman frowned. "I'm not stupid."

Logan smirked. "Keep telling yourself that. Oh, and, by the way, I thought you might want to know that Virgil woke up a few hours ago."

Roman perked up. "He did? What happened?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but the nurses made sure he ate something, he let out any building magic and he coughed a lot." Logan pushed his glasses up higher and cleared his throat. "I think Maleficent forcing him to shift into a dragon, before he was naturally ready to, used a lot of built-up magic. We haven't had any magic coming and killing us as we sleep."

Roman nodded. "That's good. I'd hate it if you died, there wouldn't be anyone to get notes from."

"Go to hell," Logan said.

"Love ya too," Teased Roman, standing up and patting Logan on the head. "Keep reading specs, try not to miss me too much."

"Whatever. Enjoy watching your boyfriend sleep, dickhead."

"Virgil's not my boyfriend, jackass!" Roman called over his shoulder, strolling away from Logan to the bed just next to him, hidden by a wall of tarp.

Virgil was lying down on a hospital bed, eyes closed softly. It was like he was in a semi-coma. He'd wake up every now and then, randomly, but then slip into a nearly unresponsive sleep. Honestly, half the people in school expected him to die.

Quietly, Roman sat down on a small chair by his bedside, thoughtful and confused. He had visited Virgil every day and he wasn't entirely sure why. He knew that part of it was a feeling of responsibility. He had stolen the wand with Virgil and released Maleficent in the first place. But there was another part of him that knew it wasn't the only reason. Virgil meant something to him.

Since he had found out, after the battle, that Ali was actually dead, he felt a little lost. Everyone told him that Ali was terrible but he still felt awful, like someone had stabbed a knife into his gut and twisted it. But that didn't stop the fact he was relieved he wouldn't have to worry about Ali again. He's always fretted about pleasing him and keeping him close and now there was no need for the panic.

But still... Ali was dead and Roman wasn't sure what to do.

"Ro-man?" A hoarse voice whispered, making the prince jump from his thoughts. Virgil was squinting up at him from his hospital bed, looking confused. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Roman raised an eyebrow. "What a lovely way to say, 'Hi, Roman, glad to see you're not dead'."

Virgil grumbled and tried to sit up slowly. "My head hurts like hell."

"I'm not surprised," Roman commented. "Fairy Godmother said Maleficent had been in your mind before you even left the Isle of The Lost."

"Fuck, really?" Virgil frowned. "That was why her eyes flashed when she looked at me. Where is Mother, anyway?"

Roman glanced away awkwardly. "She's kinda... well... dead..."

"No way," Virgil said, eyes widening and sitting upright in a flash, leaning in towards Roman. "What happened?"

"We-ell," Roman nervously danced around the issue, fidgeting his fingers. "I think you melted her?"

Virgil arched a cynical eyebrow. "What do you mean, I melted her?"

"I mean, you breathed your dragon breath on her and kinda eradicated her existence."

Virgil stared at him. "Please tell me you're joking."

"I-I'm not..."

"I killed my mother?"

"Yes-"

"Damn, and I don't even remember it? That's unfair," Virgil glared vaguely in the direction of Roman but not specifically at Roman. "The greatest moment of my life and I have no recollection of it. Was it badass?"

"Y-Yeah, it was pretty badass," Roman said, shocked. "Y-You're not u-upset?"

Virgil shook his head brightly. "Not in the slightest! I hated that fucker!"

"Oh, well, um, good for you! Glad she's dead."

"How are Janus and Remus?" Virgil asked.

Roman thought for a second. "I think they're doing fine. We still haven't found their parents, Jafar and Ursula sort of ran off. Well, Jafar ran off. Ursula sort of got thrown. A long distance."

"I have no recollection of this but it all sounds epic," Virgil said, nodding sagely.

The prince looked away and then said awkwardly, "Hey, I, uh, had a question I wanted to ask you and, now you're awake, um, I was wondering..."

He trailed off nervously and bounced one leg in quick succession.

"What?" Virgil asked.

"Before Maleficent sort of came out properly, you kept acting weird around Janus and Remus but always acted normal with me but," Roman swallowed, "Then Maleficent got you to hypnotise me a-and we sort of stole the Fairy Godmothers' wand and set them free. I was wondering if you remembered any of that."

The mood had changed so suddenly that the air seemed cold.

Roman glanced at Virgil, who looked politely confused and looked away again quickly. "I-I don't know, it was just like we had, erm, gotten close and became good friends, but I wasn't sure i-if that was actually you o-or Maleficent, a-and I wanted to know." He finally maintained eye contact with Virgil. "D-Do you remember any of that?"

Virgil hesitated. "I... don't remember any of that."

Roman felt his stomach drop and the blood rush from his face. His heart seemed to freeze up and he felt the odd need to cry. First nearly plummeting to his death, then Logan in hospital, then Ali being dead and now this?

Virgil punched his shoulder with a grin. "I'm just kidding, princey, honestly! I mean, I don't remember being weird around Remus or Janus but I remember lots of stuff about you."

"Well, I remember you being a little less of a jerk," Roman grumbled grouchily. The sorcerer just raised an eyebrow and sent a small gust of magic wind to mess up Roman's' hair. The prince squealed indignantly. "Hey, no, knock it off, unfair!"

"Sorry, but this is what I do," Virgil smirked, lying back down on the bed. He frowned, sat up and looked behind him. "These pillows are terrible. I was just getting used to the dorm ones, as well!"

"About the school, that has been pretty much destroyed."

"Huh?!"

Roman winced. "Yeah, blown up, burnt down, caved in. Dragon Virgil is a monster."

Virgil pouted. "Well, then, I need pillows. Roman come here."

"Huh?" Roman leaned forwards. "What is it-?"

Virgil grabbed him, pulled him across the head of his bed and then rested on top of him. "There we go, finally."

Roman went bright red. "H-Hey, you can't just do that! I have personal boundaries, y'know!"

Virgil didn't reply for a while. Then, a few seconds later, he said, "Roman, what are we?"

"Huh?"

"I mean... We're not friends but we're not enemies. So what are we?"

Roman blinked and then started to think. "I don't know... Never really considered it."

"I thought about it a lot, in the memories I remember," Virgil said. "And I still haven't figured it out."

"I mean," Roman rolled onto his back and sat up. "I'd like to take you out on a date sometime but you'd need to agree."

Virgil hummed. "I wouldn't mind going on a date with you. I mean, you're hot and your personality isn't half bad."

"You're hot too, and- wait, what do you mean 'isn't half bad'?! I'm charming!"

"Say whatever you need to make yourself feel better," Virgil smirked and Roman glared at him.

"I take back my previous statement. You are such a jerk."

"Oi!" Logan shouted from where his bed was. "Keep the flirting down, dipshits!"

.:*:.

Fairy Godmother looked at the wreckage of her school and sighed. It could be rebuilt so quickly with some magic, but the King and Queen had insisted on letting professionals who knew about building structure complete the task.

It didn't look very hard, in her opinion, but looks were never everything. Subconsciously, she looked down at her arm. The threat of Maleficent was gone, there wasn't a single mark on her arm, and she let herself relax. There was no more danger, no more fighting. It was safe.

Fairy Godmother sighed and let herself smile. Just because the school was gone didn't mean they couldn't celebrate.

She turned back to the school that was sitting cross-legged on the grass below the makeshift stage. Today was time to thank Auradons' new heroes. Tightening her grip on the display case proudly, she continued her speech.

"It is thanks to the bravery and the teamwork of these five individuals that Auradon is still here today. So, please, join me in thanking them."

She opened the display case and pulled out glittering sapphire brooch with silver highlights that was simple yet stunning. "Thank you, Prince Logan," She said, pinning the brooch to his jacket. Logan had a small, happy smile on his face and straightened his back happily.

Then she pulled out a golden brooch enamoured with rubies and amber, the twin tails of a red ribbon peeking out beneath it. "Thank you, Prince Roman." Roman grinned proudly and started to look over the brrosh eagerly.

The next brooch was softer and calmer than the last two, with pale blue jewels and white gold making its' regal form. "Thank you, Prince Patton," She said. Patton beamed up at his teacher with delight.

Fairy Godmother then pulled out the next brooch. Gold, topaz and tiny silver flowers decorated the brooch that she pinned to the half-genies' jacket. "Thank you, Janus," Fairy Godmother said, feeling terrible for the lack of titles but Janus didn't seem to mind. He looked delighted he had a reward at all.

The last brooch was littered with emeralds and silver, with tiny onyx stones studded in. It was beautiful and she almost felt bad when sticking it to Remus's' chest. "And thank you, Remus," She smiled at him and Remus grinned.

"Alright, this is going straight to the marketplace," He decided before getting elbowed by his boyfriend. Remus cleared his throat, "Um, I mean, thank you very much, that means a lot."

Fairy Godmother laughed in amusement and rolled her eyes, turning back to the assembled school. "Please, give them the deepest thank you you can!"

Everyone jumped to their feet, applauding loudly and Virgil appeared in between his two best friends in a puff of smoke with a wide grin.

"Don't start acting too good for me, now you've got pretty jewelry, you bastards!" He said teasingly, with happy tears glistening in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't speak to people without congratulatory jewelry," Janus sniffed haughtily before getting Virgil in a tight headlock and rubbing his hair aggressively. "Don't start getting jealous, now, Virgie, it doesn't look good on you!"

Remus picked up Virgil's' ankles. "Quick, Janus! Let's run, Roman can't stop us if we get a headstart!"

The half-genie and his boyfriend began to bolt it, letting the fairy scream loudly as they ignored him.

"Hey, don't kidnap my boyfriend!" Roman yelled in protest, taking off after him.

As the three idiots and one screaming idiot began to fade from sight, Logan sighed and held Patton's' hand in his. "Why do we interact with people?"

"Because they'd die without us."

"So true," Hummed Logan as the school continued to cheer for them.

They could be safe at last.