Ask the Arson Gang

“Well that was quite the introduction” Patton chuckles “and I’m sure none of you will give us a problem” he tilts his head and smirks.

“Salutations Ufo, I have been keeping up with this blog since we found out that it was happening, you are not much of a threat, but you are on thin fucking ice” he says in a monotone.

The sun is just about to set and the day almost done.

Virgil gets up to go help Dee with the food stuffs to put away in the cooler and such.

Dee unbuckles Thomas and lets him out of the car before going to open the trunk, Virgil kisses his cheek when he steps up beside him.

“Hey gorgeous, how was your shopping trip?”

Dee snickers “fine, but not as fine as your alone time with our trash man.”

Virgil blushes “heh, yea that wasn’t planned but it was fun.”

Dee smiles “well, I’m glad you got to try out your new apandage” he leans into Virgil with a coy smile “I’d like to give it a ride sometime.”

Virgil’s blush deepens “O-oh, is that so.”

Dee gets on his tip toes to kiss Virgil’s cheek “but of course love, too bad that it’s going to have to wait” he grabs some grocery bags and saunters off to the cooler, Virgil doesn’t take his eyes off of him until Dee sits himself in Remus’ lap, he shakes his head, grabs the rest of the bags and closes the trunk.

The night goes by with laughter, fire made food and baggie made ice cream has everyone in high spirits; Dee hasn’t strayed far from his boys for long amounts of time, always in one of their laps or leaning against them.

Making the ice cream was indeed fun, Thomas enjoyed rapidly bouncing around with his ice ice cream bag trying to get in to the right consistency. 

Remus wanted to rapidly jump around as well but the boyfs stopped that before he could injure his leg further, much to his pouty dismay. 

As they’re all falling asleep, Remus jolts “Oh!”

Dee scrunches his eyes more closed and mumbles “what is it?”

“I just remembered that I gave the blog to Roman earlier so they can take over, so we can rest for a couple of days!” Remus excitedly says.

Dee blinks his eyes open “not that I’m ungrateful for the chance to relax on this trip, but when was that decided?”

“When you were away, we thought it would be nice” Virgil sleepily rasps out, turning his head to peck Dee “surprise.”

UM UM WHAT NOW. Do I know this. Is this a thing I know.

I.... it’s not a thing my brain can process.

My brain is literally *Windows error sound*

I, thanks kiddo.

I’m not as great as you’re making me out to be but I appreciate that you appreciate me.

dad

father

Virgil eyes the overflowing bags of snacks in the backseat.

“Yea, I think we’re good on that front dude.”

Remus gasps loudly “slushies!! I don’t care about treason but I love me some slush!”

He pulls into the first 7 eleven he sees.

They all walk into the store, Remus breathes in but before he can say anything Dee stops him.

“Don’t you dare” he deadpans.

“Aw! But I wasn’t gonna sing it loudly this time!” He pouts.

“Yea, I so believe that.”

He huffs but let’s it go, cause they’re now in front of the slush machine, Remus takes the biggest cup there and starts to mix and match four different flavours.

(Cola, cherries’n cream, lime and bubblegum.)

Dee takes a medium cup and fills it with Golden Fruit Smash.