TRIGGER WARNINGS: Did I do this last time? If I didn't, WHOOPS- If I did, yay.

Anyways, TW; blood, cuts, pain, brief rape joke. Blink and you still won't miss it but it's still barely there-

Remy was making out with Emile, when all of a sudden, the doorbell rang, and Emile said, "Remy baby, I need to get that, see you in a sec" he winked and walked away to get the door.

Remy sighed in content with a smile.

Then Emile's phone vibrated on the table, and Remy, being the snoopy person that he is, decided to pick up the phone and unlock it.

LilBro: EM, WHERE'S REMY LIVE?!

Okay Remy was confused. He knew people loved him but this was just a bit much.

He looked at the contact name, and realized this was Patton.

Patton was a sweet kid. He was nice to his brother, had good grades and was a chill person. Well. Not chill, but-you know, cool.

amazbigbro: yo wtf, why do you wanna know?

LilBro: Emile, language!

amazbigbro: not emile, this is remy speaking. typing. whatver.

LilBro: WHERE DO YOU LIVEEEEEEEE?!

amazingbigbro: Jesus christ Pat, just tell me what's happening?

LilBro: VIRGIL PASSED OUT AT SCHOOL COVERED IN CUTS AND BLOOD AND WE NEED TO KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE SO WE CAN BRING HIM THERE REEEEEEEEE

Remy's eyes widened and he gasped. Virgil was cutting again? And at school?!

He frantically texted back.

amazbigbro: WHAT?!? I LIVE ON ELM STREET, HOUSE NUMBER 1237

LilBro: thank you!!!

Remy had no time to waste, he jumped off of Emile's bed just as he walked in.

"Baby, pizza's her-, what's wrong?" Emile asked, noting the way he shot up and started frantically zooming past him.

"I'll explain on the way, come on, get in the van!"

"That sounded so wrong. You don't have to rape me Remy, we can just have sex in the bed, I've consented to it many times~"

"That's not what I meant!" Remy groaned, dragging his boyfriend to the car, "and by the way, what the hell? What prompted you to even say that?! You know what, don't answer, I need to get to my brother!"

Remy quickly drove to his house, going as fast as the speed limit would let him, explaining the situation to Emile, and worrying over Virgil.

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Roman pulled into Virgil's driveway, throwing the car door open, shutting it, and grabbing Virgil from the backseat, carrying him inside, with their friends rushing after him.

"Get him to the kitchen table over there!" Logan yelled as soon as he spotted it. A flat surface.

Roman complied, rushing over to the kitchen and putting his new friend on it.

Roman was trying not to cry along with Patton while Logan rushed to find a first aid kit.

They all took a liking to the smol emo boy and he was still loosing blood, they were concerned for him very much.

Suddenly a voice came from the other side of the kitchen.

"Who are you? How did you get here? Are you here to hurt/kidnap my children? I will not hesitate to fight, even if I lose, I will protect my wonderful children!" Virgil's mom yelled from across the room, pointing a frying pan towards Roman and Patton.

"Woah chill out Rapunzel, we're teenagers how much damage could we do?" Roman asked.

"A lot! Teenagers scare the living poop out of me!" She said, backing away slightly.

Roman moved to the side a little, and Alessandra saw somebody on the table.

"Who's that? Are you summoning demons? Are you going to draw stars on each other while you chant made up latin and dance around my kitchen table-wait..." she said, getting closer.

"Virgil?!? What happened?!?" She yelled in a panic, running to the table to get closer to her son. "Is he okay? Is he dying? Did you do this? Did he do it? Did he fall? Is he okay? Wait I already asked that question-" she started hyperventilating and tearing up at the sight of her son bleeding out before her eyes on her kitchen table.

She held his hand.

"We don't know what happened, he ran out of a closet at school and lost consciousness in front of us with all of those lacerations on him!"Logan said, a little panicked, suddenly in the room with a first aid kit, running over to Virgil hurriedly, leaving everyone confused about what lacerations are, groaning, then explaining that they're seep cuts or slashes on flesh.

Suddenly, the front door slammed open, mid conversation, "VIRGIL!" Remy screamed, running over to where everyone was, looking at his brother.

"Oh my gosh it's even worse than last time he did it-"

"Wait he did it?" Roman asked, cutting Remy off, a confused glare on his face.

"Well yeah! Who else would do this to him?" Remy asked in anger.

"I have a few ideas" Logan said, thinking back to the day they became friends with him. And quite frankly, what Janus had screamed earlier. "But would they go this far?"

"Wait who do you think did it?" He asked Logan.

Remy looked up to his mom, finally noticing her. "Out of all the times you're actually home?" He asked with an eye roll.

"Hey, paying the bills and feeding all of our mouths takes money!" She pouted at her son, hey-this is about Virgil right now, he's bleeding out on my table!"

"Whatever." He said with an eye roll, "Dad makes enough money, you just want an excuse to be away from us!"

"No! Your father is a lazy, arrogant fool who doesn't know his place, so we need a backup plan when he inevitably gets fired!" Alessandra claimed.

"Okay I need an assistant-who knows anything about medical stuff?" She asked, ignoring Remy.

"I am capable, I'm actually studying, I want to be a surgeon in the future, so I know a thing or two" Logan said.

"Alright, here are some rags" she said, opening a drawer and handing him some, "soak up the blood while I get a first aid kit!"

Gently, Logan placed the rag over the cuts and began to soak the blood up with the rags. It took quite a lot of them, but eventually enough blood was cleared for Alessandra to work. She got back soon, watching as the cuts had blood continue to slowly seep out.

Alessandra wiped her eyes, the reality of the situation hitting her as she realized that she didn't know the story. She didn't know who did this or what happened or if Virgil did it to himself.

She continued to gently clean the remnants of dried blood off of his arms, and disinfect all of the cuts. A few of them required stitches that Logan expertly helped out with.

She wrapped his arms up with his help, and then Roman helped them carry Virgil to the couch.

Logan adjusted his glasses, "there isn't much that can be done for the inevitable pain he'll be in when he wakes up. All we can do is give him some pills and hope for the best."

Everyone was dumbfounded. They had sat and watched the entire process. How there could be that much blood...

"Did this scare you away from being a surgeon?" Alessandra joked lightly as she watched Logan stare.

"Ah, no. This was quite an interesting experience. Of course, very unfortunate and terrible, however it did make my desired profession seem more real, and now my interest is only further piqued" he explained, and Alessandra nodded along as if she had any idea what those words meant.

"How does Virgil not look like a murder victim anymore?" Roman questioned.

"I'm doing everything in my power I can do to study being a doctor, I have practiced with many things, and have done lots of research." Logan said, once again adjusting his glasses.

"Yes, I deal with this kind of stuff at the hospital a lot" she chuckled, that's another reason I work-I like my job, and i'm going to have both of my kids off at college, away from home soon-I need something to do" she smiled, "Remy acts as if I wasn't even in his childhood."

"No! I'm just upset that Virgil's alone here! It makes me feel guilty!" Remy exclaimed.

"Honey, i'm home more often than you think. It's just that sometimes i'll pick up a shift when someone calls in sick. Nothing more nothing less. And i'm sure Virgil enjoys the quiet. Lord knows i'm loud when i'm here" she smiled.

Remy grumbled, looking down at the floor.

"Someone didn't have their fifth coffee today" Roman joked.

"WAIT! Logan, you wnat to be a surgeon" Patton said, connecting some dots, "Is that why you cut open that possum the other day?-"

"It wAS DYING ANYWAYS-"

Logan grumbled, similarly to Remy as he avoided that particular conversation, explaining what would most likely happen to Virgil.

"Very obviously, Virgil is suffering from blood loss, and he will most likely need something for the pain when he awakens. Pain killers, perhaps, would help him out more." He said, looking into the first aid kit and finding some painkiller pills.

Everyone nodded, signifying they understood what he meant.

"Virgil can't take a pill to save his life! He's worried to death about choking on them!" Alessandra claimed.

"Wow, i'm surprised you even remembered that-"

"Oh, Remy, i'm home all the time! I get home rather late, but I always kiss you two goodbye in the morning before I leave!"

"You get kisses from your mommy?" Roman joked.

Remy blushed, "MOOOOMMMM!!"

"To solve the pill problem," Logan interrupted, beginning to suggest, "we could crush it up and put it in a liquid substance for him to drink. It would taste bad, but it would help with the pain. Putting it in something like milk would be preferable because of the taste, however, he needs water, he's severely dehydrated."

"Woah Pat, your man is smart, isn't he?" Emile asked, Patting his brother's head.

"What are you trying to say?" Remy asked with a pout as Logan and Patton blushed.

"Oh Remy, you're smart too, baby." He said, blowing a kiss towards his boyfriend who smirked.

"Darn right I am."

"Gross." Roman said, sticking his tongue out.

"Pfft, please we all know you like Virgil." Logan said nonchalantly.

"Exposed!" Alessandra yelled.

Roman blushed. "What? No.." he said in that 'I-am-obviously-lying-' voice.

"So. You like my brother, huh?" Remy asked skeptically, circling Roman like a hawk that's about to pounce on it's prey.

"Yes. I mean no!" Roman shouted defensively.

"Hm. I'm going to need a lot more information about you before I let yo-"

Alessandra shoved her son out of her way and screeched, "forget being protective! What's the ship name?!"

"Sh-ship name?" Roman stuttered, blushing.

"How about Prinxiety, because Roman's the prince and Virgil is literally anxiety." Emile said with a smile.

"I love it!" Alessandra screeched excitedly.

They all looked over to the table when they heard a groan and a confused Virgil who looked to be in severe pain and confusion as he awoke.

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