TW: Drinking, swears and I think that's it???

The sun had disappeared, ghosts of the rays fading quickly, as Virgil finally landed. He could hear the voice congratulating him, saying to keep this act up. Confused about what it meant, he just agreed. That's what the voice told him to do.

"Have we landed?" Roman asked into his neck. He had freaked out the moment they began to dive to the ground, hiding his face into the villain.

Virgil blushed, feeling his skin heat up from the prince's' mumbles on his bare skin. He sucked his wings back into where ever they came from. "Y-Yeah, we have. We're in the cove."

Roman got of the sorcerer's' back, fixing his hair vainly before looking around the area. Some stars were gently appearing in the sky, reflected in the water, which had managed to smoothen out in the still, crisp air of the dark evening. The cove wasn't as blindingly bright as it was in the day. Instead, it had a cool, monochromatic tone that Roman couldn't help but adore, especially the way that the shadows were mystically climbing the cliff sides, and the trees above them were dark and blackened against a navy sky. Virgil looked amazing in this new angle too.

His skin was glowing softly under the growing starlight and his black hair shone as if it had caught the moon. Green eyes that Roman was felt unnerved by were suddenly his comfort and desire, the only colour he could see in this grey world. Virgil just observed the cove with a soft smile. He began to bring his hands together, rotating his palms around an invisible circle, summoning a glowing purplish mist. The villain played with it, stretching it out before sucking it all back into the tight ball.

Roman hesitated, unsure what the boy would do with this. Most of Virgil's' magic was green and now he was summoning a poisonous purple, just like the burns in his room. "What are you doing?"

"Relax, Princey, I'm just trying to cast something!" Scoffed Virgil. He brought the ball as tight as he could go, visibly shaking with the effort. His eyes were tightly closed, with an odd glow about them. Suddenly, Virgil threw his palms out, releasing the mist. Purple fireflies fluttered away, slowing the further they got from the pair until the cove was filled with small, violet lights, flittering through the air.

"Woah..." Breathed Roman. At this point, he'd completely forgotten about visiting the club. He'd forgotten he was only supposed to drop Virgil off at the cave, not fly on his back and hang out with him late at night.

Virgil smirked at him. "Not too bad, huh?"

"N-No, I guess you're not." Roman caught himself quickly. "But you're still dangerous!"

"Very true, princey. You couldn't stop me if I wanted to hurt you, did you know that?" Laughed the villain.

Roman flushed. "I could!" He protested. "I'm top in the school at things like that-!"

Virgil pressed a finger to Roman's' lips, shutting him up as his smirk grew. "Hush, Romano, don't underestimate me. I just carried you around on my back for two hours without tiring. When was the last time you did that?" Roman hesitated and Virgil grinned. Oh my god, when did he have little fangs?  "I think your silence proves my point." Virgil purred, pulling away from Roman. Why does he have to be so damn smooth?

Roman quickly regained his composure. "When was the last time you read a book?"

"No fair!" Virgil whined, losing his cool facade. "I'm illiterate!"

"Should have learned to read, then."

Virgil punched his shoulder playfully. "When was the last time you stole something?"

Romans' eyes widened and he hesitated.

Virgil's' mouth dropped, with a quickly forming grin. "Have you stolen something?" Roman quickly glanced anywhere but the now smirking villain. "Oh my god, you've stolen something, haven't you?"

"It was, like, ages ago!" Roman hurried.

"When?"

No answer.

"Oh my god, please tell me it was recently!"

"Okay, so I stole something yesterday-"

Virgil gave a quick bark of laughter, eyes shining in amusement. "What was it? You have to tell me!"

Roman hesitated. "I stole Logan's' notes for a test I've got on Monday..."

"Oh my, an Auradon kid cheating on his test!" Gasped Virgil, with mock offence. "I can't believe it! How could you?"

"Oh, shut up, emo nightmare!"

Virgil's' amused expression grew cocky. "Only if you can catch me!" He teased, before appearing as a black lizard. His scales had soft purple tints and his emerald eyes were huge and hypnotic.

"No fair, you can shapeshift!" Roman gasped, reaching to grab the lizard that scuttled away from his hand with a peal of chattery laughter.

.:*:.

Patton nervously swallowed as he checked his watch. It was 10:42 in the evening and Roman should have brought Virgil back before hitting the club. And if he thought he was worried, you should've seen Janus and Remus.

Remus was staring out of the window, waiting for something. He had octopus tentacles protruding from his back, all eight of them shaking with adrenaline as he tried to whistle a tune to calm himself.

Janus was pacing furiously. His face was terrified but he hid it behind an angry walk. "Virgil should be back now! Remus, are you sure you haven't seen a flare?"

"Positive, Jan. I've seen absolutely nothing."

"They can't have just gone!" Whimpered Patton. "Roman said he'd come back around ten with Virgil before heading out again!"

The half-genie broke from his pacing, making a straight for the door. "I'm going to check his room again."

"Janus, you checked his room five minutes ago!" Remus tried.

"And he could have gotten back in those five minutes, Remus!" Janus answered, swinging out of the room.

 Remus sighed, turning back to the window. He began to tap a beat to match his whistling and Patton couldn't help it. He had heard this tune so much, he'd practically memorized it already. Patton joined in, whistling at a slightly higher pitch, as if attempting harmony, clicking his fingers once in every three beats. Remus didn't stop but Patton saw the surprised glance thrown his way. Janus entered silently, sitting on Remus's' bed. The half-genie didn't speak, but soon he added a low hum to the tune.

.:*:.

Roman jumped, trying to grab the black lizard as Virgil shifted into a raven. He flew over Roman's' head, darting around his ankles and making the prince trip. As Roman tried to stand up, Virgil had become a scrawny, black cat, his most common shift, and was perched cautiously on a lily pad in the middle of the pond.

The moon had reared up to its' highest point, basking the cove in silver light. The two had forgotten about villains and heroes, about Auradon and the Isle and about most everything. They just played happily, Virgil evading Roman constantly.

"No fair, I don't wanna get wet!" Pouted Roman, crossing his arms.

"Aw, too bad, Princey!" Mocked Virgil, leaping onto one of the stepping stones. "Do you need to go crying back to mommy about it?"

Roman glared at the cat scoffed, twisting to lick a paw. The villain always felt the urge to behave like the animal he'd shifted to, and this was one of his favourite things to do as a cat. Don't ask why, just accept it. An idea formed in Roman's' head and he grinned. He'd have one shot and he wasn't going to throw it away.

The prince watched quietly, before subtly taking a step forwards. He apologised to his fantastic outfit and silently waded through the water to the scrawny cat.

Virgil hadn't noticed, obviously, under the illusion he was victorious. He liked his paw, running it over his muzzle with barely disguised vanity. Roman continued to wade forwards, now hiding behind Virgil. Please don't let him scratch me, he prayed briefly, extending a hand anxiously.

He gently began to scratch behind one of Virgil's' feline ears, ready to duck underwater if the cat tried to swipe at him. The villain stiffened, tail gently swinging back and forth along the rock.

Whatever he was expecting from this, Roman was not expecting the cat to start purring. Virgil twisted his head, all dignity lost to his animal preferences. The curse of shifting to an animal. Damn it.

Virgil pushed himself into Roman's' hand, purring loudly, as he let the surprised prince pet him. His tail was swinging enthusiastically at the memories of Remus finding this little trick out, back on the Isle. The stupid octopus had asked Janus if he could wish Virgil to stay like this forever. Janus had hit him around the back of the head. The villain lifted his chin, allowing Roman to hesitatingly scratch under his chin. Damn this feline behaviour. There goes his reputation.

Roman couldn't help but feel slightly awkward about petting the cat. The villain behaved and looked like a cat but he was still definitely Virgil. The idea of petting the younger boy was odd and a little creepy in his mind but he wasn't sure if Virgil would be annoyed or grateful if he stopped. Roman began to move his hand away, but the feline pushed himself back into the palm, with a reluctant growl. The prince couldn't help but laugh slightly, allowing himself to stroke the cats' head, running his fingers down the spine.

.:*:.

"That's it, we're finding them!" Remus said, the small melody grinding to a sudden halt. It was 11:13 and none of them could wait anymore.

"Great!" Breathed Patton with sudden adrenaline. "Should I get Logan? He knows where Roman's' club is and then we can ask Roman where Virgil is!"

Janus nodded. "Well, then, of course, you should! We'll check out this club that Roman goes to. See if anyone's seen him."

Patton nodded. "I'll fetch Logan now!" And he rushed out of the room, his feet pattering in the silence of the corridor. He had soon returned, with a disgruntled Logan, whose hair hung in his face and did not look amused. The tall prince was wearing a black t-shirt and long, loose sweat-pants, making him stand out from the others, who were dressed appropriately for a normal day.

"Any reason why I am brought here at this unreasonable hour?" He asked sourly.

"Because Virgil hasn't come back after Roman took him! They left at 7 pm, it's now 11:20!" Snapped Janus, hiding something in his back pocket.

Logan sighed. "Fine. I will accompany you. Where first?"

.:*:.

Patton hated this place. It was too loud, too bright, too many flashing lights, and too much drinking. The dance floor was crowded with girls and boys, all his age but taller. They were dancing so close to each other, hollering and drinking like it was the civil war and the doctor was coming in to saw their legs off.

He wrapped his hand in Logan's' letting the braver prince push his way through the crowd. He glanced back to see Janus and Remus look utterly lost, mouths ajar in awe. The half-genie caught Patton's' eye and tugged at Remus's' sleeve, pulling the other boy after him. Logan pushed his way to the bar.

"Excuse me!" He shouted loudly, catching a bartenders' attention. "Has Prince Roman been seen here?"

The bartender shook her head. "No, sir. Prince Roman hasn't stopped by tonight. Would that be all?" She replied with equal volume.

"Yes, sorry for bothering you." Logan apologised, backing away. He shook his head at the three others, before pulling Patton with him as he fought his way out of the club.

The silence was ringing the moment the door shut. "Hasn't visited at all tonight. Where to next?"

Patton shrugged, but Remus answered, "That place Roman was supposed to drop Virgil off at! Does anyone know where they went?"

The two princes shook their head. "He never told us exactly where the place was," Patton said sadly.

Janus perked up. "Wait, Remus, wish to know!"

"Oh, yeah, how do I keep forgetting I can just do that?" Remus laughed at himself briefly before sobering up. "Janus, I wish to know where Roman took Virgil and how to get there."

"Granted!" Janus smirked. A yellow haze was seen darting from the half-genie's' fingertips to Remus's' forehead.

Patton gasped. "But that means you just wasted a wish!"

Janus snorted. "You think I follow those silly rules? Wow, I feel trusted and it ain't good!"

"Well, you're supposed to follow the rules, dipshit!" Slurred a drunken voice. "That's why they're there!" The speaker was Ali. The son of Aladdin and Patton knew he'd had it out for Janus the moment he'd stepped out of the limousine.

"Let us not fight, please. Ali, we have somewhere to be that's very important, please don't delay us." Logan attempted to diverse the situation, moving to step between the two teens.

Janus held up a hand. "No, Logan, he's spoken his mind. Anything else?" The tone was dangerous and cool, but Ali was too intoxicated to pick up on it.

"Yeah! You look like shit and your little friends are fuckers!"

Patton gasped, covering his ears.

Janus raised an eyebrow. "I look like shit, do I? Have you taken a good look at yourself?"

Ali frowned and suddenly found himself coated in foul, warm, brown lumps. He shrieked, jumping around as though he'd been electrocuted.

The villains exchanged a quick high five before Remus took the lead. "Well, come on, then! Let's find the two brats!"

Patton looked up at Logan who just shrugged. "It's 11:42 in the evening, I haven't had any coffee and I'm running around in my pyjamas. I swear Roman is going to make this up to me."

.:*:.

Virgil had rolled onto his back, still purring hoarsely as he had for ages. Roman laughed, tickling the cat's' neck. The awkwardness had left him, and his legs were feeling pretty numb, submerged in the freezing water of the pool.

"You tell no one about this, princey..." Mumbled Virgil lazily, tilting his head back, to lock his emerald eyes on Roman's' hazel ones.

Roman laughed again. "No thanks, I still want to live for a good, long while!"

Virgil's' feline gaze filled with amusement before he closed his eyes, letting Roman continue petting him. "Fuck my cat form and its' preferences... I hate you, princey."

"Sure you do, fluffy nightmare."

"Never call me that ever again, Romano."

"Sorry, evil whiskers."

Virgil gasped in mock offence, eyes flying open as he glared up at Roman. "How dare you."

Roman rolled his eyes, ticking under Virgil's' muzzle. "Oh, I dare."

The cat purred again with humour, twisting onto his stomach. He wasn't a kitten in this form. He was just a scrawny feline, tail and ears long, with remarkably fluffy fur. The tip of his nose and his paws were tinged purple but his eyes were still that powerful, serpent green. His underbelly was white, almost like a moon. Damn, he was adorable.

"I think you should stay like a cat forever." Roman voiced his thoughts.

"That's exactly what Remus said when he found me purring one time."

Roman grinned. "Why were you purring?" He teased.

"There was a really nice patch of sunshine and I had run from some pirates. I had turned into a cat to be less noticeable and they ran right past me so I was just walking around the Isle. Found a field and lay down in it and the sun hit me just right and before I knew it I was purring." Virgil said with a shrug as Roman fiddled with his ear. "Then that octopus comes up out of nowhere, picks me up and gasps because I tell him to put me down and then he's like, 'Janus! Get your scaly ass over here,' and he asked if he could wish me to be a cat forever."

"And then what?" Smiled Roman.

"And then I scratched the shit out of him and Jan hit him around the back of the head," Virgil smirked at the memory. "It was hilarious."

Roman grinned, about to say something when he heard Patton screaming, "Roman, are you here?!"

Virgil yelped, falling into the water as he shifted back to a human, accidentally head-butting Roman in the jaw face as he did so. The loud splash echoed around the cove, and Patton's silhouette appeared at the top of the cliff.

"Oh, thank marshmallows, you guys are okay! Stay there, we'll be right down!" Patton yelled down to them loudly, before vanishing back into the trees.

Virgil glanced at Roman, shivering. "This water is fucking cold, man."

"At least you haven't been standing in it for, like, an hour!" Roman tried to joke, massaging his jaw.

Virgil smirked at Roman, despite his shaking. "Maybe if you didn't try to pet me, you'd be fine." He mumbled snarkily, wading to the ground as Roman quickly followed him.

Patton, Logan, Janus and Remus rounded a corner on the other side of the gazebo and the villains bolted forwards, tackling Virgil. The three fell into the water, ignoring Virgil's' yelps of protest. The sorcerer moved slowly and stiffly, eyes almost droopy as he hissed at them.

Remus gasped and spun to face Roman. "Did you get him to purr?"

Virgil blushed a bright red, shoving Remus off him. "He has n-no idea what you're talking about, octopus!"

"Yes, I did." Roman blurted out.

Virgil gasped. "Oh, princey, you are so gonna die for that!"

"Shut up, you three! Virgil, are you okay? Are you hurt? Damn, you're freezing!" Janus fussed over the smallest villain, pulling him up out of the pool. The half-genie snapped his fingers and the water rushed off Virgil, a warm yellow mist surrounding the sorcerer. "There, that should do it! You scared the shit out of me, Virge!" He snapped, hugging the smaller boy tightly.

"I bet he scared the shit out of Roman when he purred..." Remus mumbled with a smirk. Virgil hissed at him and Remus cackled.

Patton ran up to Roman. "Aw, kiddo, I was so nervous! We went around to your club and they said no one had seen you! Goodness, you're cold! C'mon, we'll get you back to school!"

Roman smiled at Patton and then saw Logan. He swallowed with an awkward grin. "I see you didn't dress for this situation..."

"You," Logan said sternly, "Are going to be so sorry that you didn't stick to the original plan."