Tw: Violence, Language, insults, and lots of damage to characters' heads.

After they got dress, the two new love birds made their way down stairs. Patton was waiting for them at the bottom. "Come on, breakfast is getting cold!" Patton said as he walked to the kitchen.

Logan sat already drinking his coffee at the table. He barely even touched his food and Patton had just started eating.

Roman grabbed Virgil's hand and started to lead him to the kitchen door. "Come on, you're not going to watch everyone else eat." The prince said, smiling.

Virgil rolled his eyes as he allowed the prince to take him to the kitchen table. They sat down next to each other as they ate. "So, Logan," Morality spoke, catching the logical side's attention, "We have two love birds at the table!"

Virgil hid his face in his hand "Dad, noooo." The emo groaned. Roman was able to keep his composure over this. He was too happy to let Pat's fangirling nature ruin it. "Well, that's...that's-" Logan collapsed in his chair, head hitting the table.

"Logan? LoGAN? LOGAN?!" Patton called over and over, shaking his shoulder. "Now, now, let the guy sleep." The groups attention snapped towards 3 characters that blocked to exit to the kitchen. The one in the middle looked wimpy next to the others, who looked like the had steroids for breakfast.

"Did you do this to him?" Patton asked, his voice quivering in fear. The one in the middle nodded smirking. "Oh, but don't worry, I'm not planning to do anything to him or you. Just need you two out of the way." The man in the middle snapped his fingers and Patton's head fell to the table too. Roman put himself in front of Virgil.

"What did you come here for?" Roman asked, glaring at all three of them. "Why, he's right behind you. Just hand him over and you won't end up like your two friends." The man put out his hand, as though he was expecting Roman to really pick Virgil up and hand him over.

"So, if I go with you, then you'll leave them alone?" Virgil asked, peeking over Roman's shoulder. "Yes, all you need to do is come with us." The man said his smirk turning into a smile.

"May I ask why do you want me to come with you? I'm pretty sure I'll have no use towards your plains." The emo questioned even more. "That's it! We're going to make you useful. Or more fit for the purpose you were made for, Anxiety." The man said, fake kindness in his voice.

"But this is how I'm supposed to be." Virgil objected. "No, no, no. You see, that's why we need to fix you. These light traits corrupted your way of thinking, you need to get back into a dark trait's state of mind." The man cooed, as though talking to a child who said something really rude.

"Look, we'll leave your 'friends' out of this if you just come with us. Okay Virgy?" The man cooed once more. The emo was about to take a step toward the posey, but his boyfriend grabbed his hand before he could. "Roman, please, you'll be safer. Just let me go." Virgil begged.

"I don't think I will." Without warning, Roman picked Virgil up bridal style and jumped over the breakfast bar. "What are you two standing around for? Get them!" The man's voice boomed from behind them.

Roman ran behind a corner, put his boyfriend down, and then shaped shifted to look like Virgil. "What are you doing?" Virgil whispered yelled at Roman.

"Just trust me and keep running." Roman whispered, interlocking their hands. "This would look strange to other people." The emo noted as they ran down the hallway. "We look like the  twins from the Shining." The imposter emo said, copying the real emo's tone.

"There they are!" One of the muscle guys said well running to catch up to the two. "Which one is the real one?" The other muscle guy asked. "Just get me both! We'll teach the prat of a prince what happens when he messes with our plain!" The main man yelled at his two guards.

Virgil and Roman ran until they had to make a decision, left or right. "You go left, I'll go right." Roman ordered. "Are you thick? (Dumb) If we spilt up, one guard will go after both of us!" Virgil argued.

"Just trust me Virgil, if it doesn't work out, then you can yell at me all you want." Roman somewhat plead. "Now go!"

Virgil sighed in defeat and ran left well Roman ran right. The anxious one's mind raced with how many things could go wrong with this plain, but he had no doubt that Roman had a plain.

His lungs felt strained, his heart felt like it was about to pop out of his chest, his mind was everywhere, and his legs felt that they could turn into jello if he stopped. But his adrenaline kept him going. The emo was up for dying right after he became happy.

"Stop, you mess up!" Screamed the guard from behind him. The emo looked over his shoulder and saw that the guard was right on his tail. Virgil did his best to out run the guy, but the guy grabbed him by both arms and lifted him up in the air.  Virgil started to kick franticly, hoping to kick the guard. "Let me go!"

"Gottcha you little-" Virgil got a kick to land on the guard's junk, causing him to drop Virgil. The emo could only get to his knees when he felt a hand grab his hair roughly. "He said to bring you back alive and awake, but he said nothing of you being a little banged up." The guard then proceed to bang Virgil's head against the floor.

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Roman ran down the right hallway, still looking like Virgil. He could sense the guard behind him getting closer, and so did the end of the hallway.

The imposter emo ran full speed to the wall, the guard followed his movements. The prince shaped shifted back to his normal look as he ran up the wall. His sword manifested in his hand as he land behind the guard.

"Oh, how great! I get blessed with the Royal pain." The guard's voice dripped with sarcasm. "To be honest, I really did hope I got stuck with the fuck up and not the knock up." The guard added.

Roman swung at the guard, grazing his arm. "You can make fun of me as much as you like, but Virgil is not a fuck up." Roman growled. He swung again, grazing the guard's other arm.

"I really did expect you to be the one for fair play, but I guess not." The guard summoned his own sword and swung at Roman.

The prince, being skilled with a sword and at the top of his physical game, was able to swiftly dodge the other's attack and get some good hits on him.

It came to the point were the guard was on all fours, out of breathe. The prince walked over to the person on the ground and pointed his sword at the guard's face. "Do you yield?" Roman asked, looking down at the defenseless guard.

"I....I yield." The guard sighed. The prince smiled slightly and turned around to be met with a haunting sight. The other guard had Virgil, who was bleeding profusely from the forehead and looking at the ground, grabbing him by both arms and forcing him to stand. "He yielded long before you could save him." Said the man, walking next to the guard that was standing.

"Is he dead?" Roman asked through his teeth, he held onto his sword with a death grip. The man smirked, "Nope, in fact, he's still somewhat conscious. Say hi to Roman, Fuck up." The man said, grabbing Virgil's head and forcing him to look at His boyfriend.

"R-Roman.." The emo's voice was almost like a whisper. The prince, seething with rage, raised his sword again, but at the man. "Now, now, let's not be hasty."

"Let him go." Roman ordered. "No can do, but you can come with us? Would you like that? To be the first thing Virgil sees when we make him how he's supposed to be?" The man cooed, giving Roman a sadistic smile.

"Let. Him. Go." Roman ordered again, this time through his teeth. The man sighed, keeping his stupid smile on his smug face. "I'm taking that as a yes." The man then snapped his fingers, causing Roman to fall to the ground.

The guard on the ground stood up, dusting off their armor. "You need to build up more. Imagine if you yielded to Heavenly Headquarters!" The man yelled.

"It's called acting, Corruption." The guard said, taking off their helmet. "It best be acting, Matty, because if it isn't, then you'll be getting fixed too." Corruption growled. "Just pick up Royal pain and take him back to the kingdom. Don't mess it up." He added.

Corruption and the guard holding Virgil both disappeared, already heading back, but Matty stayed there, Roman swung over her shoulder. "I'll show you who needs to be fixed." She mumbled under her breathe then disappeared as well.

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