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Started April 08, 2019 by @heeey-bitchhhhhhhhhhh

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"I know he has, but I thought he was done! We have to get him back!" said Patton.

"Deceit doesn't just stop. He's always got a hidden plan, and agenda, something to twist my gears-our, sorry. Our gears. And it's a figure of speech, Logan." Virgil interrupted before he could speak.

"Well can't we at least save Roman?!" asked Patton.

"Actually, would it be so bad if we left him?" Logan asked. "He's been malfunctioning for a while now, and I don't think it would do any harm to simply forget about him for the moment."

"But… But… As long as we don't lose him forever," said Patton.

"Why not? We don't need him."

"Logan!!" Virgil said, taken aback. "We need Roman! Loathe as I am to admit it, he makes us complete. Everyone's got to have the team idiot, but he's also Thomas's emotion, his romantic side, and the one we can always rely on to keep forging on. We wrote angsty poetry together for so long, and it… wouldn't be the same. As much as I dislike him."

"Logan, just stop! He's right, we need him! Stop hating everyone!" said Patton.

"Hatred is emotional, and a useless emotion at that. I'm being pragmatic, moving with the times. He keeps Thomas from his maximum potential! He's inefficient! We don't need him anymore." Logan said, absolutely livid.

"Stop being rude, Logan! We still need him!" said Patton.

"No, we don't, and I'm starting to think Thomas could do without a moral compass as well." Logan snapped. "Logan, stop, you're not yourself. You're scaring me, and you're hurting Dad!" Virgil said, using the fatherly label to refer to Patton and make a point.

"We need to fix this. We can't do it if you're going to be like this, Logan. All of us are needed and we all need to work together to fix this!" said Patton.

"I don't need you. I don't need any of you to keep Thomas stable, and I can do better without you." Logan said darkly. "Patton, let him go. We'll get Roman back and show Logan we're right." Virgil said, steering them away.

"Let's do this, Virgil!" Patton said, seemingly having his happiness return.

"Yeah, sure." he said grimly. He was so sure Deceit was behind all this.

"We will fix this," Patton said.

"Yeah, sure." No, not fine. Not fine at all. "We'll do this." We can't it's impossible.

"We will," Patton said, looking at Virgil. "I promise."

"Thanks, Patton." And they had always broken their promises, why should Patton be any different? Because he doesn't lie. What if he is? Virgil shook the thoughts away, and shook his head. "We don't even know where Roman is." he started.

"Well hello there, Princey. Nice sleep?"Deceit asked. The room was dim, you could hardly see a thing.

"Well, for right now, but we will find him," Patton said.

"Why did you do this?" Roman asked.

"Alright. But where should we look?" Virgil asked.

"No cliche where am I, what happened to me? Oh, Roman, you do disappoint. Come on, what's the problem here? Are you uncomfortable? I could give you a better couch if you'd like?" Deceit said mockingly.

"I don't know," Patton said.

"Just tell me why you did this to me!" Roman said.

"Proving we need a plan." Virgil said. He liked plans, they were safe, and reliable. Plans kept Thomas safe. Virgil relied on plans, for everything. And he didn't have one now, so he decided to make one.

"Boo-hoo, why does that matter?" Deceit said, standing up theatrically and giving a dramatic twirl. "Bob, can we get some lights please?" he called to the ceiling, and the room illuminated. Roman was sitting on a fancy lush, red velvet sofa, the room was draped with crimson curtains and seemed to have a largely decadent, theatre kind of aesthetic. Floating bulbs of various shades of red illuminated the ceiling like burning fireflies, the floor was dark mahogany paneled, and there was red cushioned mahogany furniture settled before a now-lit, impressive fireplace. And that was just their corner, the rest had even more of those floating red lights, some a nearly black red that were trapped in jars. "You like it? I designed the room myself, to have a sort of royal theme. I can change it to something else if it's not to your liking, however." Deceit amended.

"Yeah," Patton said.

"It's not that. Look, I know your tricks. I was just stupid earlier. Trusting you, why would I? My friends would like me back, and I'd like it if you didn't do something awful to me," Roman said.

"Listen darling, you can trust me just fine! I'm Deceit, after all, I help Thomas stay in his nice little bubble of ignorance. That is, of course, what all the lights are for." he said cheerfully, "And besides, does it really matter what the others think? They're probably not coming back for you anyhow."

"Please stop! They care about me and you know it!" Roman said.

"Oh, honestly. You're just a burden to them!" said Deceit. "Don't be fooled, just because you're fond of them doesn't mean they'll ever return the sentiment. You've been lying to yourself since you got here, and I should know."

Roman glared at him. "Let me go! NOW!"

"As if. You can't just attack your problems, Roman." Deceit purred. "Now sit down and allow me to explain, as you seem to want me to."

"Fine," said Roman.

"Suppose we tipped the scales, and no, that wasn't a self referential pun. Anyways, say we took you out of the equation. How do you think that would topple the dominoes, Princey? Making the platform lean sideways, per se. How do you think I could benefit from that? And how could Thomas benefit, furthermore?" Deceit asked.