Roman had just finished drying his hair after his shower. Practice for the school fencing team had finished, and the teams' captain had, as usual, won the small competition. He pulled a shirt on, not bothering to tuck it into his jeans as he whistled quietly to himself. Opening his locker, Roman briefly checked himself out in his mirror. Shooting himself finger guns, he heard his best friend, Ali, say, "You're so vain, dude."

"I'm not vain, I just have a healthy amount of self-love!" Joked Roman, deciding whether to have his hair swept backwards, to the left or to the right. Eventually, he settled for it to be pulled back, with a lean to the left.

"If self-love is gawking at yourself in a mirror with drool running down your chin, then sure!"

"Ali, so rude!" Roman gasped. Ali, son of Aladdin, was awesome. He was quick and witty and always up for a party. Besides, he disapproved of the villain kids. Roman agreed with him, mostly. Virgil may have been nice on Saturday but he'd quickly returned to his rude, brooding self. Besides, Janus and Remus were total bastards.

Grinning widely, Ali leaned heavily on Roman's' shoulder, raising an eyebrow. "Vanity McVanity, can you stop staring at yourself and pay attention to me, dummy?"

Roman laughed, tilting his head to look at Ali. "Alright, what is it?"

"I'm bored and was wondering if you wanted to go-"

"Uh, Prince Roman?" The speaker was a nervous-looking boy, a little younger than them, probably in his first year.

Roman looked at the boy. "Yeah?"

The boy swallowed nervously. He was the youngest of Docs', as in the dwarf's', children. "Th-There are some people who w-want to see you."

"Okay? Bring them in, I guess." Shrugged Roman.

"Oh, we hadn't already welcomed ourselves in." Said Janus coldly. The half-genie smirked at Ali. "I can still smell you from here. Surprised you managed to wash it all off you."

Ali flushed furiously, looking disgruntled that he'd been interrupted in his time spent with Roman. "You had no right to do that, you snake."

"Ooh, such a harming insult. I'm wounded!"

Roman blinked. "Okay, I think I'm missing something here..."

Doc's' youngest child scarpered and Remus grinned. "Janus covered him in shit on Saturday!"

"What?" Frowned Roman.

"Fun, wholesome pranks aside, Remus and I need to talk to you." Said Janus. His voice wasn't in its' usually teasing tone, filled with wit and sarcasm. This tone was threatening and dangerous. It was surprisingly scary, especially since Janus was a half-genie, and genies are incredibly powerful.

"A-About what?"

Remus's' grin turned sadistic. "You probably want your anti-villain friend out of here for this!"

Ali glared. "I'm not leaving Roman alone with you. Why doesn't your friend go and sit in his lamp like a loser?"

Janus stiffened. "I don't need a lamp."

Realising he touched a nerve, Ali grinned. "But you do have a lamp? Underneath it all, you're still just a pointless genie who needs people to use their wishes to do anything-!" Ali's' hand clamped over his mouth and nose tightly.

"I'm better than any other genie. I don't swoop and bend under their ridiculous rules, unlike your blue, bumbling idiot!" Sneered Janus. 

Remus quickly glanced from the nearly suffocating prince to Roman to Janus. "Janus, back to the matter at hand..." Ali gasped for air as his hand dropped away from his mouth.

Roman looked between the three others. "What did you even want to talk to me about?!"

"Virgil," Answered Remus simply. "He is the only person we'd slaughter for. And I may have made fun of you on Saturday about his..." He tilted his head from side to side, allowing Roman to fill in the blanks, "Thing, but we still hardly know you."

Janus hopped into the conversation. "Basically, if you upset him or get him annoyed at you or anything, we will feel no remorse killing you. We've done it before, for Virgil."

Ali and Roman paled, looking at each other, stunned.

"So don't even think," Janus continued, "That we will let you off lightly because you're some stuck up, popular prince. We'd tear Malificent apart if Virgil hinted at it because that's what we do. That's our family." The half-genie began to walk forwards menacingly, jabbing a finger at Roman, who jumped away, petrified. "And you are not a part of it, no matter how lucky you get with Virgil. Patton isn't a part of it, Logan isn't a part of it and you're not a part of it!"

Remus shoved Ali out of the way, flanking Deceit as the two villains pressed forwards. "Just because Virgil tolerates you doesn't mean he won't kill you too. Don't get it in your head that he'll try to stop us!"

"Do you understand?" Asked Janus, his eyes glowing.

"Yes! I-I understand!"

The two suddenly seemed to step back, although they didn't move.

"Good." Remus sniffed. "And you tell no one that Virgil... Well, he's threatened you himself."

Janus smiled coldly. "Have a nice day." He cooed, before giving Remus one of their odd looks. Remus returned the odd look and Janus raised his hands slightly. Then they were gone.

Ali quickly moved to Roman's' side. "You good? Did they hurt you?"

"Nah, I'm good, Ali. Those two are damn scary, though."

Ali snorted briefly, before tilting his head. "So what did Virgil do that they were so cautious about mentioning?"

Roman hesitated, moving close to Ali and whispering, "Virgil can shapeshift and if you pet him when he's a cat, he'll purr."

The other prince struggled to contain an enthusiastic burst of laughter. "Oh my god, next time that happens, you have to get a recording and show me!"

"I... don't think Virgil would like that..." Mused Roman thoughtfully, glancing away."

"So?" Ali snapped, suddenly cross. "Roman, I'm your best friend. If I ask you to, you do. What, would you rather me or the emo kid?"

Roman glanced away. "You."

"Great! I thought so, you dummy!" Laughed Ali, taking Roman by the hand. "Let's go clubbing! Screw those villains, right?" Roman didn't say anything and Ali scowled. "Right?"

"Yeah, right! Screw them, dude!" Roman quickly laughed, hiding his nervousness. "Screw them, yeah..."