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April WrapUp•

Another month of reading knocked out of the park.

I found a new series to binge read and devoured it all. Loved every minute of it.

Found a new favorite and now eagerly waiting for book 2 to be released.

This was a much better month rating wise.

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What was your favorite read of April?

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Chapter 1, Chapter 14

Ao3 link

Summary: Logan and Patton's first date.

Warnings: Implied Anxiety Attack and Mention of Death

Chapter 15

Patton squeezed Logan's arm as he watched Virgil and Princey. He couldn't help but bounce up and down. "They're so cute!"

Logan squinted at the pair, pushing his glasses up. "Is that not just…"

"It's their first time meeting in person! They've waited so long and now they're finally together!" Patton pulled Logan along behind him back across the room towards the doors.

Logan frowned. "None of you are aware of the situation?" He glanced back at Virgil and Roman before returning his attention to Patton. "Are we not going to stay here to dance as well?"

Patton giggled, opening the door to the theatre and leading his crush into the space and up the stairs onto the stage. "After some time thinking about it Virgil thought it might look a little funny to others if you looked like you were dancing by yourself, so he came up with a solution." He let go of his arm, holding up his hands excitedly. "Wait here."

Logan gave a curt nod as he watched Patton quickly make his way up to the soundbooth. "I suppose this is indeed the preferable option to the gym. It is much quieter and with plenty of room in which to move around."

Patton rushed back down after starting the music on the playlist he had scrambled together earlier, jumping up the stairs to get onto the stage. 

Logan held his hand out for Patton. "Shall we dance?"

Patton nodded, putting his hand in Logan's with a grin, resting his other hand on his shoulder like Virgil had shown him to. "Virgil tried showing me how while I was helping him get ready." He chuckled apologetically when they both moved to step forward with opposite feet. "Did I say tried?"

"You happened to, yes." Logan adjusted Patton's grip and the placement of his hand on his shoulder. "As I am the one leading I take the first step forward with my left foot and you take one back with your right. Then you are to take a step the same way with the opposite foot and after that your feet are to come together."

Patton watched Logan's feet thoughtfully as he tried to follow his instructions, sticking out his tongue as he did. He stumbled as he miss-stepped, laughing at his own clumsiness. "It looks like I'm all tangoed up. Could you maybe tell me how to do it again, Lo? I think I almost got it."

"This is not a tango." Logan sighed. "I do not understand why you requested me to be your date to a dance when you yourself do not know how."

"I thought it'd be fun." Patton shrugged.

Logan shook his head then let go of Patton's hand for a moment to push up his glasses. "We will take this at a slower pace to start and when you become confident in your movements we'll bring it to meet the tempo of the music."

Patton gave a nod. "Where do we start?"

Logan nudged Patton's foot back. "With one," he then pushed Patton's other foot back diagonally to be in line with the other, "two," he moved the foot Patton had started back on to meet the other one, "three and then…" Logan stepped back with his right foot.

Patton stepped forward. "Four." He looked up at Logan with a grin. 

Logan gave a nod, moving his left foot back and then over to meet the other, making sure Patton was doing the same except forwards. "And five, six."

Patton started to get the hang of it with Logan's feet guiding his own and the nice gradual speeding up of the logical nerd's soft counting. The counting became steady when they had caught up to the tempo of the song.

"Now you know the basic box step."

Patton giggled, confident enough now to take his eyes off his feet for a few seconds to look up at Logan.  "Guess we're both boxing ourselves in."

Logan squinted, glancing around them confusedly for a moment. "Boxing ourselves into what?"

"So when did ya learn how to dance?" Patton asked, slowing down his pace when the song changed. 

"I learned how when I was eleven. My dad thought I should know so I would be prepared in case an event that called for that knowledge ever arised." Logan explained.

"What was he like?" 

Logan faltered slightly then corrected himself while in thought over the question.

"Oh, sorry, you don't have to answer that if you don't feel comfortable answering. You've just mentioned your dad before and I'm just a little curious what he was like." Patton quickly added.

"He was sort of like you." Logan replied quietly. "Without all the word play though and not as… energetic."

Patton smiled softly. "He sounds like a neat guy."

Logan gave a nod, his eyes unfocused, still in thought. "I am sure the two of you would have gotten along quite well."

"Logan?"

Logan looked down to meet Patton's gaze.

"I bet he's really proud of you and who you're becoming." Patton mentioned, unsure why he had felt the need to say it, but feeling like it was the right thing to say.

Logan completely stopped dancing, focusing on pushing away any thoughts of his dad. This was not the time to be remembering him or dwelling on the past. He had already spent more time than he should have doing so.

Patton moved his arms so he could hug Logan. "I'm sorry, Lo. I didn't mean to-"

Logan cleared his throat, gently shifting Patton back away from him. "I am certain he is. There would be no reason why he would not be."

Patton nodded unsurely as he watched Logan. He rested his hand back on Logan's shoulder as he rested one of his own on Patton's waist, taking his hand quietly.

Logan searched for something to say to break the silence, his eyes stopping on their hands. "Shall I spin you around?"

Patton's face brightened back up. "You shall."

Logan gave a slight nod, leading Patton into it. His lips twitched up as the ghost giggled. "I wonder how naturally this comes to you. Being able to still touch and hold my hand amongst other things." He pondered out loud.

Patton shrugged. "With Virgil, Roman and you, I don't really have to try. Though it took me a while to be able to lift even just little things."

"I see… Have you ever tried lifting Virgil or Roman up in any way?"

"I have emotionally," Patton chuckled, "But I've never picked either of them up before." He grinned. "Would you like me to try?"

"For research purposes I would-"

Before Logan could finish his response Patton was already sweeping an arm under Logan's legs, surprised he was actually managing to keep him up in his arms.

Logan blinked, surprised himself. "That was adequate."

"It's like you don't weigh anything." Patton bounced Logan up a bit with a laugh. 

Logan squirmed uncomfortably, pushing himself out of Patton's arms and straightening his suit. "Well that is enough of that and I shall remember to make a new note of that ability."

Patton beamed, bouncing up and down. "Now you do me."

"I am certain the answer to if I could lift you is fairly clear already. As you are weightless it would only carry similar results."

Patton's eyes widened. "You made a pun!"

"I-" Logan exhaled. "That was not intentional."

Patton pulled out the puppy eyes along with a slight pout. "Please will you pick me up?"

Logan begrudgingly gave into Patton's request. "I suppose you've given into plenty of my own requests so it would only be fair to give into some of yours." 

Patton wrapped his arms over Logan's shoulders, hardly containing his excitement at being held bridal style in his date's arms. "Best date ever."

"As this is the only date I have been on I have nothing of which to compare this one to. Though 'fun' was promised and I did enjoy spending some time with you." Logan mentioned. 

"Enough to go on a second date…?"

Logan met Patton's gaze. "As long as it is properly planned out with plenty of time beforehand." 

Patton gave Logan a quick kiss on the cheek, his eyes sparkling. "I promise it will be. I'll-"

One of the doors to the theatre flew open, Virgil rushing in with his mask in his one hand. His hair and suit were disheveled and his makeup was smeared down his cheeks, his body visibly shaking.

Patton quickly moved over to rub his arms. "What's wrong, Virgil? Did something happen?"

"Ci ran off. I-I don't what I did o-or I said, but he left and I don't know if I'll… or if he'll ever-"

"Its going to be okay, kiddo. Just breathe for me, okay?" Patton gently guided him into one of the audience chairs as Logan got down off the stage beside them.

"I apologize, but I am going to find Roman as I need to be back home soon. I will see you both next week." Logan bowed his head apologetically.

Patton gave a nod in understand before sitting down beside Virgil to start calming him down.

Logan made his exit, knowing where to go to find Roman and that he'd have to be quick to catch him before he left.

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Roman practically dove into his car when he got to it. He aggressively threw his mask into the back seat and undid his tie, sending it back to join his mask and soon his suit jacket followed as well. Before he could put the car into reverse a knock on the passenger sides window just about gave him a heart attack.

Logan was standing beside the car with an intense glare directed right at Roman.

Roman swallowed, uneasily unlocking the car so Logan could get in.

Logan opened and door and sat down. "You are going to explain exactly what happened." 

Roman nodded, knowing if he left anything important out the nerd would murder him with just his gaze alone. "Okay."

Chapter 16

Author's notes: Wasn't sure if I was going to post the update here or not but after over a week of being up on ao3 it's here. So I'd recommend if you'd like to follow this fic to follow it over there. Though I should for certain be putting he link to over there when new chapters are up here.

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