#ts fluff

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!! i’m sorry this took me a bit but i hope you like this!! roman is soft and warm and happy. 

This is an apology for the next angst fic I will be giving someday

LoKingCeit and fluff. Mentions of Intrulogical, Prinxiety, and Moceit at the beginning. Again started as an idea and became this

A/N: This was supposed to be angsty,,,,and it was,,,,until the end.....when it got to sad and I decided to get a plot point over with to lighten the mood. Warning, after this chapter, there’s gonna be some calm/resolving chapters and then....well, y’know the saying ‘the calm before the storm’? keep it in mind, folks. Also, spoilers for the new ep from the other day!

ALSO! TW: There’s yelling, Virgil specifically at Roman, I promise it’s just an argument, that’s important to the plot, and there’s not much damage done.

Virgil knew that the mindscape was gonna be a whole mess once everyone got back. There's a reason him and Remus skipped out on the group discussion to hang out in the tower. No surprise, they found a way to spy on them. Virgil was currently waiting with Remus for Deceit to come back. Janus. He could call him Janus now.

Janus appeared just outside of the radius of the tower, loosing his balance for a second before running towards the door of the tower.

It took a few minutes, and a very out-of-breath Janus, to run up those stairs and get to the top of the tower.

"You told them!" Remus jumped up when Janus finally appeared.

"And you acted like an absolute dork," Virgil snorted. Deceit rolled his eyes, giving a chuckle and hugging Remus.

"Well, things are going good for me. Roman isn't doing well though...." he trailed off, looking at Virgil.

"I know, and I'm kind of of the edge about all this. He just said the other day he was okay with you, and now he's going back on that. Is it terrible if I said that I'm just a little bit mad at him?" Virgil seemed kind of panicky, biting at his lip.

"You have every right to be upset, Vee. Have you guys even had as much as an argument since you've begun dating?" Remus questioned,taking his seat on the small desk against the wall.

"N-no. Not really. I can tell he needs comfort, but at the same time...it's just, ugh," Virgil groaned.

"I'm sure things will turn out fine. Patton was really nice to me, and Logan was the one that summoned me, so those two are coming around. Even if it's really, really slowly," Janus seemed like he was glowing, a smile clear on his face.

"That's good," Virgil pulled one of the wooden chairs to the corner of the room where Remus sat on the desk. "Janus, I do wanna say one thing. And I don't want you to get mad at me, okay?" he spoke hesitantly, watching Deceit pull his chair up to sit with them.

"Yeah?"he seemed nervous, waiting for a response.

"You compared Roman to Remus, and you know that isn't fair. How Roman acted towards you wasn't okay, but that wasn't okay either," Virgil sighed.

"I-uh...," Janus paused, looking down. "I don't have an explanation...when he laughed at me-"

"It was you lashing out to defend yourself, and the fact that you're recognizing that you were wrong is good. I'm not upset with you, but I can't pretend you did nothing wrong, either," Deceit nodded, sitting down.

"So, Vee, are you gonna crash here for the night, or go home and hope nothing bad happens?" Remus questioned.

"If I don't go home, everyone will question if I'm okay. Plus, I haven't slept here in ages, it'll feel weird...but I don't wanna go in without backup," Virgil sighed, glancing between the two of them.

"I mean, I'd come, but that's drama and I don't wanna deal with it," Remus shook his head, "I wish you two the best of luck. If you really need me, you can find me somewhere in the imagination, or in this tower."

"I'll come," Janus decided, "it'll be like a sleepover or whatever. We can chill, like we used to," he gave a shrug.

Virgil got up, stretching for a moment before helping Janus up out of his seat. "Prepare for the worst," he began. Janus took his hand, sitting up and smirking.

"hope for the best." he finished, and the two headed down the steps together. This was gonna be okay, right? Roman wouldn't freak out over the fact that Janus was with him, even if he melted down at the sight of him not that long ago, right?

Wrong. Roman was gonna freak out, which Virgil should've predicted. But we can't see the future, now can we?

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"Why did you bring him here? Where were you?" Roman answered the door, his eyes wildly going back and forth between Janus and Virgil.

"I was at the tower while you were having a meltdown, and I brought him with me because I have every right to do so," Virgil snarkily replied, not giving Janus the chance to speak.

"He's right, as long as Decei-...Janus," Logan corrected himself, "doesn't start anything, he's welcome to stay here."

Roman didn't move, guarding the door. "Roman, I know you're upset, but let them in," Patton instructed, nudging him to the side. Virgil and Janus took the chance to duck into the house.

"You're seriously gonna let him stay here? Did you guys forget that he's evil, we don't like him, remember?" he tried grasping at something to convince the others. Janus bit his tongue, trying to avoid starting conflict with him.

"You don't like him, the rest of us are adjusting. Just a few days ago you were fine with him," Virgil spoke up. "What changed, princey?" he raised an eyebrow.

Roman stayed silent for a moment. "He just-....I was trying to accept his purpose, but it goes against what I am. I'm supposed to convince Thomas to be a selfless hero, and he represents selfishness in general."

"He does not represent selfishness, he represents self-preservation." Logan corrected.

"Why are you taking their side?" Roman scoffed, motioning to Virgil and Janus.

"Don't pull him into this, Ro." Virgil spoke, giving him a glare that Roman hasn't seen in a long time. "You need to get a grasp on something we all accepted today. Thomas is allowed to be selfish sometimes, and you have absolutely no right to act the way you are to Janus. We all were mean, but at least we're trying."

Roman gave another huff. Deceit seemed shocked and sort of impressed at how Virgil was standing up for himself and Janus. "So no one is gonna defend me? You're just gonna let him scream at me?"

"You're acting just as bad towards him," Virgil motioned at Deceit, who took his hand and tugged on it lightly. Virgil looked at him and gave a nod. "I'm done here, it's whatever for now."

Virgil and Janus disappeared down the hallway. Roman stood there silently. Logan left quietly to go to his room. "Hey, Kiddo," Patton spoke softly to the sensitive Roman, approaching his and rubbing his shoulder.

"Heyyy, Pat," Roman leaned into the touch, and Patton pulled him into a hug.

"I know you're not exactly happy about all this, but you understand why Virgil's upset, right?" he asked once pulling away from the hug. Roman paused, giving a weak nod.

"Oh, god. I need to apologize to them...like I'm really just terrible, huh?" he seemed annoyed with himself.

"Roman, no. You're adjusting different than everyone else. And how you just acted wasn't okay, but you were taken over by emotions and you shouldn't beat yourself up about it. You know what you should do, though?"

Roman looked at him, tilting his head slightly. "You should give him a little space, and also think over how you're gonna apologize. Understand that Deceit is just as much a part of Thomas as we are, and that he's just as needed. You might not like him, but he's not evil," Patton told him, speaking softly and in a comforting way.

"They hate me," he groaned.

"No, they're rightfully upset with you. It doesn't mean they hate you, it just means that Virgil doesn't appreciate you treating Deceit the way you did today. It's gonna be okay, we love you, and I can promise this will blow over," Patton took his hand and pulled him towards the kitchen.

"I still don't like him, though," Roman commented, rolling his eyes a bit.

Patton pulled a chair out from under the table, pushing Roman to sit. "Why not? Weren't you and Virgil happy to see them? What changed?"

"I-i don't know," Roman whined, rubbing his face and watching patton pull out all the needed ingredients for oatmeal.

"Roman, I screwed up today too, bud. W-we both did, but I need you to get over the idea that anyone you don't like is bad. You laughed at Janus's name, don't you realize how not-good that is?"

"Patton, I'm sorry! I need to get over myself, think about this, and talk it out with Virgil tomorrow. I'm not feeling great, Virgil and I have never argued this bad since we've begun dating," Roman casted his eyes down as Patton started to boil the water on the stove.

Patton softened his face. "I'm sorry for that. You'll be able to fix this though, I'm sure of it," Patton gave a weak smile. For the next few minutes, he silently waited for the water to boil before he poured it into the bowl with oats.

"Uh, Pat? Do I have to apologize to Janus too?" Roman took over a slightly more innocent tone. Patton didn't know if he was regressing from emotional stress, so he spoke softly just incase.

"I'm not saying you have to do anything. Just do what you think is right, and I'm sure it'll all fall into place," Patton finished mixing the food in the bowl, moving to add sugar and cinnamon.

"O-okay. I'm sorry that I was kind of mean to you, before I ducked out...I know you guys love me."

"You weren't mean, you were just emotional," he put the sugar and cinnamon back in the cabinet, replacing all the other ingredients where they were supposed to go. "But I appreciate the apology. Now, I know this is a less than typical night, but I still want you to eat something, alright?"

He set the bowl in front of Roman, who nodded, loosely taking the spoon in his hands. "Thanks," his voice faded from the innocent tone, so if he was regressing before, he'd managed to banish the headspace temporarily.

Patton then went down the hall to Virgil's room, lightly knocking on the door. "Who is it?" Virgil called from the other side.

"It's Pat, Vee," Patton replied. He heard light whispering and shuffling.

"Uh, you can come in!" Virgil spoke finally. Patton came inside to the sight of Janus shaking his hands quickly. He closed the door behind him with a chuckle.

"Whatcha doing, kiddos?"

"Nothing, absolutely nothing at all," Virgil seemed to be lightly blushing. He was quick to wipe the lip gloss that was on his lips away.

"Yeah, we totally weren't giving each other makeovers," Janus tried to back him up, but he was unsuccessful, Virgil nudging his shoulder in annoyance.

"Lip gloss and nail polish? Virge, you never do this stuff," Patton commented, coming to climb on the bed.

Deceit laid his hands in his lap to let the black and yellow polish dry. "I'm stressed out, and Dee says that a temporary distraction is better than inducing a panic attack, sooo..."

"It is," Patton gave a thankful glance towards Janus, who gave a weak smile. "You think you're gonna be alright? I talked to Roman, I think I got what you were trying to say through to him."

"I'll be alright. I'm not looking forward to talking to him, and I feel bad for yelling. Really bad," Virgil gave a soft pout, seemingly worried.

"That might not of been the best way to handle it, but he upset you. You both seem to wanna fix things, but for tonight, think it over, yeah? And then tomorrow, or whenever you're ready, you can fix it then," Patton pulled Virgil into a hug. For a moment, he was confused, before hugging him back and melting into the embrace.

"Is he okay?" Virgil questioned once the man pulled away.

Patton gave a nod, "Emotional and stressed, but he ate, and I'll make sure to get him to bed early. I'll take care of him until you guys figure it out, yeah?"

"If he regresses, let me know," Virgil said casually, his eyes widening. Patton glanced at Janus, who didn't react.

"Oh...OH! I definitely didn't know that all four of you are littles. Nope, Virgil didn't tell me."

"Dee!" Virgil groaned, looking back at Patton. "When he took care of me, he saw your guy's little gear, and he kind of put the pieces together, I just clarified. I'm sorry," Virgil was quick to apologize.

"It would be different if you didn't know he was supportive. Yeah, maybe you should've talked to us, but he basically knew. It's better to explain then leave him confused. I don't mind him knowing, but he might need to reassure Roman and Logan that he doesn't find it weird and all," Patton assured Virgil.

"Why would I find it weird, I'm a little my-.....uh, nevermind," Deceit gave a light cough, suddenly finding his drying nail polish very interesting.

Patton looked to Virgil, who nodded. "He's a little," Janus gave a somewhat-playful glare.

"Awe, really? I didn't know that!" Patton cooed, and Deceit scrunched his nose, the human half of his face blushing. He hummed.

"Uh, yeah.  Virgil was my caregiver back then, so yeah," he gave a light shrug.

"Well, I'm gonna go make sure Roman gets some sleep, and then check on my boyfriend. Don't stay up to late, and please make yourself something before you go to bed. If you want me to make you something, come find me and I won't hesitate," he went to get up, but Virgil pulled him back down to hug him again.

"You? Initiating affection with someone besides your boyfriend when you're not little?" Patton joked, and Virgil pulled away, rolling his eyes.

Patton looked to Janus, who seemed to be feel awkward. "Do you want a hug too, Janus?" he tilted his head.

"Definitely not," Janus gave a scoff that was less real than Logan's ability to not take Virgil to literally during any given conversation.

Within seconds he was engulfed into a soft embrace, melting into the touch and smiling lightly. When Patton pulled away, he walked to the door.

Before walking out, he said, "Night, Kiddos!"

And with that, he left.

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contents and warnings: nail painting, pet names, royality, fluff,

ao3 link

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Roman knocked on Patton’s door, the basket of nail polish and other nail products in hand.

After Roman heard some quiet shuffling around and then Patton emerged with a smile “hey ro!”

CHAPTER 8

Hello, fellow fanders! This is chapter eight of Queer 'n Crazy, I wrote it in one go, so sorry if it's a bit rushed. Be sure to check the tags, I don’t want anyone to get hurt!

Also, whenever you feel sad, imagine a LAMP cuddle pile with a touch-starved Patton in the center. Platonic or Romantic. It works, or at least it makes me feel like there's beauty in the world. :) The summary is at the bottom just in case you can’t read it!

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WARNINGS: Contains mentions of a bad mental state, references to and mentions of an abusive mother/abusive parents, self deprecating thoughts, eating disorders, medication, anxiety, self conciousness, depression, lack of sleep, swearnig, repression and hiding emotions. Let me know if there are any others, please!

Thanks for reading this!

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"Are you sure this is the place?"

Logan glanced down at the flyer in his hand, before nodding. "Yes, I believe so. Meeting is held in the sports hall, starts at 3:15. We seem to be in the right place." The two looked up at the rusty metal sign that was set above the entrance, and sure enough, it was emblazoned with the words Sports Hall.

Logan glanced up and down the silent foyer. "We seem to be the only ones here." he turned to Virgil. "Do you think we're early?" Virgil bit his lip, his fingers starting to toy with his hoodie strings. "I dunno, are you sure we've got the date right?" "Yes, we have, Virgil." Logan sighed, exasperated. Virgil froze at his tone, instantly curling in on himself. He stayed silent instead of replying. Logan hadn't seemed to notice his reaction. Or maybe he did and doesn't care. At that moment, the foyer door opened.

"Seriously?! Cavetown is superior. You cannot change my mind." Virgil turned his eyes to the noise, grateful for a distraction.

The girl who'd spoken was short and round, with pale skin and yellowing teeth. Her hair hung limp in little clumps, and she was wearing a black oversized hoodie. Accompanying her was a taller, skinnier girl, with thinning brown hair. The taller girl scoffed.

"Nuh-uh. Twenty one Pilots is better." "You're just in denial." "I'm telling the truth, you heathen." "Your truth is a lie!" Something in Virgil's chest lightened at the mention of one of his favourite bands, but his jaw felt like it was wired shut. They were probably in Lyra, eating disorders. Virgil couldn't understand how. He was a stress-eater. He was probably staring at them - he should stop staring at them. God, I'm such a weirdo.

Virgil pulled his hood up and shoved his hands in his pockets, his stomach tightening. They probably thought he was some kind of recluse. He could feel Logan's gaze on him, but he didn't look at him. "Cavetown's lyrics have meaning! I can't say the same for ToP." "Cavetown's lyrics are bullshit compared to Twenty One Pilots'. Do you know how many lives they've saved!" "Lives saved doesn't equal quality." "One of their taglines is stay alive, for god's sake!" "I don't think God would like Twenty One Pilots." "Because they're calling him out for the disorders he's inflicted on us." The shorter girl scoffed. "Bullcrap. What do you guys think?"

Virgil didn't respond, and Logan looked down at him.

"Uh, Virgil?" Virgil jumped, turning to Logan. A concerned expression filled his field of vision. Oh god, he's worried. I can't give anyone a moment of peace, can I. I guess mum was right about that one.

"The girl's asked you a question?" "Are you assuming my gender?" said the shorter girl with a exaggerated expression. Virgil stifled a laugh, a little bit of panic fading from his eyes. Logan however, looked at the two, baffled.

"Sorry, are those not your preferred pronouns?" "No, no, they are. Sash's just joking." The taller girl looked over at Virgil, who was now surveying the two with interest.

"Do you listen to ToP or Cavetown?"

Virgil nodded. "Which one?" "Um, Twenty One Pilots." The shorter girl pouted. "I've listened to a bit of Cavetown too, though."

"Aha! So tell us, dear emo - wait are you emo?" Virgil glanced between to two, confused. "Uh, I guess?" "Alright. So tell us, dear emo, which one is better?" "Hey, you can't ask him! He listens to your stupid Pilots more!" "Well you can't expect to find someone who listens to then equally-" "I think I can, thank you very much!"

Logan shot a look at Virgil, who returned it, and the two redirected their attention to the bickering pair.

"Well anyway, which one's better?" Virgil started, his throat turning dry. Whatever he said, he'd probably offend one of them, so...

"Um, I like ToP better-" "Ha!" "-but Cavetown's valid too." The taller girl pouted, her eyebrows scrunching up. "Well shit. I thought I'd won that." "HAHA!!!!!!!!!!! ROBBIE AIN'T GOING DOWN THAT EASILY!!!!!!!!!!!" "Isn't his name Robin?"

A silence overtook the group, all of whom stared at the tie-clad boy. Logan looked at the three, confused. "Are you guys okay-" "I"VE FOUND ANOTHER ONE!!!!!!!!!" The shorter girl screeched, throwing her hand up in the air. Virgil flinched away from the noise, but he found himself smiling none-the-less.

"What in the name of Rose Quartz is going on out here?" Virgil's heart jumped into his throat and he froze like a deer in the headlights. "Oh, you must be here for gay club!" Gay club?  

Virgil turned around, confused. A flicker of recognition ran through him when he saw the grinning face peering around the door, before his stressed brain made the connection. Thomas.

"Hey, aren't you that kid from the orientation?" Virgil nodded stiffly, before attempting to crack a smile. Thomas smiled, walking toward them with a clear bounce in his step.

"I'm Thomas, president of Gay Club." "It's LGBT club, Thomathy." Virgil glanced at the door again to see a ...person, probably male, but they were dressed andro. They glanced at the four of them smiling. "You guys are at the wrong door, but we can make an exception."

Thomas started bouncing on his heels, and clapping. "Oh goodie! Right this way, my rainbow friends!"

Logan straightened his tie, before following Thomas, Virgil and the girls in tow. Thomas gave them a basic run-down of the club as they walked. "We're an LGBT club, obviously. We don't really do stuff, we just meet up and be gay." "Define what you mean by "be gay"."

"Well, we do have a little clique in here that like to call themselves the "matchmakers", but they'll lay off you if you tell them to. We also set people up in straight seeming relationships if they want us to, exclusionists are not allowed. Otherwise it's mainly just gay jokes and sitting on chairs wrong. C'mon." Thomas lead them through a set of heavy blue doors, and suddenly they were inside the hall.

It was basically a gym. A gym that was packed with people -god, there were a lot of people. Across the pulled-out bleachers there was a large rainbow banner decorated with the words LGBT YOUTH in a striking gold. Students of all ages, from 12 to 19 were scattered across the place, chatting. There were a few couples flirting, Virgil could even see a group of punks playing uno with a few other kids. Despite the clear differences in personality, everyone seemed to be getting along really well, and as far as Virgil could tell, there were no rivalries.

This did ease Virgil's tension a little, although he still stuck close to Logan. Maybe he should ask about increasing his dosage.

"Oi, Talyn! We've got some more newbies!" The group followed Thomas to a large table in the center of the room, behind which sat a person with flaming blue-dyed hair. She looked at Thomas grinning, before shifting her gaze to the four following him.

"Hiya! My name's Talyn. They/Them." Virgil smiled at them, nodding. "Just put your name down here, along with your contact details. If you don't want to add your number, that's fine. Email will do. And if you really don't want us to contact you, that's cool too."

Virgil and Logan signed their names, followed by the girls. Virgil was ready to book it to a corner, but Logan waited. Once the girls were done signing, he spoke up.

"May I know your names?" The girls looked up, pleasently surprised. "Oh! I'm Kate, and this is Sasha." "Generic names, we know." Logan smiled. "I'm Logan. I hope to see you around." "'m Virgil." said Virgil, putting down his hood and smiling. "Nice to meet you."

"So what are you guys." Logan's brow crinkled with confusion, something which looked adorable on him.

"I beg your pardon?" "She means what about you is not straight or cis?" "Oh. I'm asexual and homoromantic." "Bi." "Cool!"

"Specs!" Virgil snickered as Logan sighed. "Well, it was nice to meet you two." He turned around. "Hello, Roman. Fancy seeing you here." Roman scoffed, sauntering toward them with Patton in tow. "Geez, Logan. Is that your standerd greeting? Ya gotta mix it up a little!" "What do you mean by mixing-" Roman cut him off with a sigh. "You're hopeless."

"Ro, you might wanna turn down the sarcasm a little. Hey, Virgil." "Hey, Pat." Virgil frowned, taking in Patton's appearance. He was wearing a grey hoodie, and his skin was pale and ashen. Despite the fact Virgil had seen him a few days ago, his seemed considerably more tired, bags visible through his glasses. His hair was greasy, and he had his arms wrapped around his stomach, slouching. Even his smile seemed half-hearted.

"Are you alright, Patton?" said Virgil cocking his head. He felt an undescribable urge to hug the shorter male, but he resisted. Patton's expression changed quickly, his cheeks quivering as he tried to force a smile onto his face. "I'm all good, Virg! Just feeling a little down!" Yeah, he's not okay.

Instead of saying this out loud, Virgil cocked his head to the side. "Patton, you do realise you're talking to someone who's been in a bad mental state before, right?" Patton sighed, his shoulders sinking even lower. "Yeah, I know. It's not too bad, I promise." "It's all good. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Virgil glanced over at Roman and Logan, who were discussing Roman's latest hairstyle.

His bangs were swooped out of his face and the tips were dyed a dark red, something that constrasted against his dark hair dramatically. His expression, however, did not match his hairstyle at all.

"Whaddaya mean you don't like it." whined Roman, pouted. Logan sighed. Is that all he does around this guy? "You asked for my opinion, Roman. I personally, do not like it. That is not to say it looks bad." Roman's pout grew impossibly larger, and he turned to Virgil.

"What about you, Emo Nightmare?" Virgil surveyed Roman's hair with interest.

"You dyed it yourself, didn't you." Roman shot him a look, surprised. "How could you tell?" "A proper stylist would have done it from the roots," Virgil mused, a smile gracing his features. "But for a first timer, you've done pretty well. Nice colour choice, too. It suits you." Roman grinned ear-to-ear, before twirling around. "Yay!" he cheered. Virgil raised an eyebrow.

"Did you just twirl?" "Aha!" "You do realise we're not in a disney movie, right?" "Shut up!" he shrieked.

While the noise irritated Virgil at the time, he later decided Patton's small chuckle made it worth it.

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SUMMARY : Virgil and Logan go to LGBT club where they meet two girls from Lyra named Sasha and Kate. They end up meeting Roman and Patton inside, and Patton looks like he’s going through a rough time. ROMAN GOT A NEW HAIRSTYLE!!!!!!!!!! His tips are now dyed red. 

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I can't believe no one is on this shit yet. Prinxiety and Logicality, but honestly? You could probs do any other ship too.

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-It's all policy, because a. ships and b. I refuse to explain multiple types of debate

-Roman and Virgil got paired up because both of their debate partners (Remy and Deciet, respectively), ditched their first tournament of the year.

-Roman is the 2A, Virgil is the 2N. Basically, Virgil is the captain when they're negative and Roman is when they're affirmative.

-Virgil SPREADS(speed reads). Ma boi just wants to sit down, flow(take notes), and copy paste some goddamn disadvantages. His condo abilities are so fucking high. Like bitch is so good at truth testing he's practically a polygraph (if those worked)

-okay but VIRGILS COUNTERPLANS. He cuts them himself(researches evidence)

-Roman doesn't read super fast, but his evidence is like, Kappler 95 levels of good(really REALLY good).

-Their aff is Blood Quantum, which Roman chose because he gets to waste his opponents' CX(cross-examination) time because no one knows wtf it is.

-they kick ass.

-like, a lot of ass.

-You'd think Patton would be the 2A, but nope! His morality arguments are top notch, and don't get me started on his analytics because he will slam dunk you into a pile of dirty laundry with a smile on his face if he thinks there is a CHANCE that your plan doesn't solve.

-Logan is the statistics boi. His nuclear war impacts??? They are gr8. You can't have a link debate with him without getting crushed, absolutely demolished by all the facts he has in his brain.

- They read the Human Trafficking aff, because Logan knows, he KNOWS that Patton will go. the fuck. off. if someone tries to make an economy argument against it.

-They are the absolute BEST at topicality(whether or not an aff falls under the resolution).

-So with that set up, our story.

-So our boys are at the last HUDL tournament (the Houston debate league tournament)(they're in Houston because I don't know what the debate tourno s in Florida are called), and it's their last tournament as novices(first-year debaters), so they are PREPARED because if they do well then they go to regionals.

-So they go and debate and read counterplans and analytics and affs and kick ass for their first two rounds and then

-Then it's time for lunch break.

-So the Bois™ are chillin, eating the tournament provided lunches, and Virgil asks Roman to send him one of his aff files.

-And so Roman does, except that boy do the documents Blood Quantum Framing and Boi I'm Queer For Him look very similar.

-So he accidentally send Virgil a list of ways Roman was considering asking him out.

-They are both very flustered because of course.

-Virgil finally gets his life together and tells Roman "Number 3, definitely".

-number three is 'just ask him you peasant'.

-So Roman does and Virgil agrees.

-Then lunch ends.

-They're so lost in thought and disbelief they lose all their other rounds, but it's OK, because they get to hold hands on the bus ride home.

-Their first date is after a long-ass tournament, Roman drives Virgil to a late night bakery and buys them coffee and a slice of apple pie to share.

-Money changes hands between Logan and their debate coach.

-And that's the Prinxiety tea.

-Logan and Pattons get-together is equally abrupt.

-They go 5-0 at aforementioned last HUDL, and when they get called up for first place, Patton gets so excited he accidentally kisses Logan.

-Logan is suprised, and makes Confused Logan Noises™ because he doesn't understand emotion but oh well too late he's feeling it.

-Patton is Concerned™ and pulls away apologizing like he dropped a jar of Crofters.

-Logan just stares for a solid minute until he Reboots and just fuckin yoinks Pattons into him and kisses him back.

- Everyone thinks it's cute except that one asshole who reads the Terrorism DA every round.

-No money is exchanged, mainly because everyone thought they were dating already.

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