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Week L (Logan)

Songs: Logical, Teacher, Clairvoyance, Ignorance (secret)

Location: Commons Room (Mindscape)

Synopsis: After introducing himself, Logan attempts to add BF's lingo to a flashcard, but discards it upon being questioned. He warns that he's not the most musical Side but tries his best as this serves to help Thomas.

Secret: Typing 01134 during Clairvoyance for the first time interrupts it as Logan becomes confused and annoyed that they're going off-schedule. Asking BF if he's trying to "cheat" and choosing "Yes" (or typing the same code in subsequent playthroughs) in a dialogue prompt angers him and makes the "Orange Side" take over, turning his eyes orange and the screen an orange hue.

Gameplay Mechanics (Orange Notes): During Ignorance, hitting orange arrows shakes the screen and angers BF, making him unable to focus, taking away 10% of his health.

Ignorance is similar to Clairvoyance but set to Very Hard. After beating it, it's permanently available in Freeplay.

Week P (Patton)

Songs: Morals, Pop, Selflessness, Amphibbing (secret)

Location: Nostalgic/Patton's room

Synopsis: Patton greets BF as "kiddo" and gleefully accepts the singing challenge, making a few cheesy puns before they start.

Secret: When Week P is selected after beating it on any difficulty, there's a small chance a frog will be on his shoulder. Clicking on it (a cursor appears when hovering over the sprite) unlocks the song in Freeplay.

Amphibbing Synopsis: In an alternative timeline, this replaces Selflessness. BF apparently caught Patton on a bad day, as he feels distressed over losing. But when he's goaded into a final match, he turns into his giant frog form. He feels guilty but BF apologizes first. The two decide to sing to help him get back to normal.

Week R (Roman)

Songs: Creativity, Passion, Royalty

Location: Mindpalace Theatre (similar to normal Week 1's stage but fancier).

Synopsis: Roman boasts about his own singing abilities and decides to accept BF's challenge, transforming the Commons Room into an extravagant theatre to "set the stage" for this glorious battle. BF also gains a gold microphone like his.

Unique Animations: His expressions get more annoyed as he keeps losing, eventually drawing out his sword as Passion ends and swings it around throughout Royalty.

Post-Royalty Cutscene: In the end he lets his pride go and allows BF to win. Thanks to him he feels confident that Thomas can sing again. And he warns him of "one last hurdle" to jump over.

Week V (Virgil)

Songs: Anxious, Aversion, Acceptance

Location: Virgil's room

Synopsis: Being the natural source of Thomas' low confidence. BF vows to help him regain this, not just to help Thomas but also the anxious Side personally.

Unique Animations: During Anxious and Aversion, Virgil is sitting on the stairs with the whole background being nearly dark, but it becomes progressively brighter. During Acceptance, he is more confident and smiles, standing up. His eyeshadow also becomes a shimmering lavender color.

Secret Week/Week R̶̤͎̾̎ͅ (Remus)

Songs: Intrusive, Repent, Nightmare

Criteria: Beating Royalty on Hard.

Location: Mindpalace Theatre (destroyed)

Synopsis: Remus knocks out Roman and turns the stage into a nightmarish version. He claims it's his turn to "have some fun" and makes an obligatory "blue balls" joke before beginning.

Gameplay Mechanics (Unpredictability): Due to Remus' world-manipulating nature, he can hinder BF's progress in several ways:

Intrusive (Tentacle): An octopus tentacle randomly throws trash across the screen as a distraction. Items can hit BF's icon and lower his health by a small amount.

Repent (Vine Notes): Notes wrapped in bloody vines take away 20% of BF's health if hit.

Nightmare (Intrusive!GF): In addition to the above, an illusion of GF is made (similar to Nico from WTIT) as a last-ditch effort, draining BF's health by 0.5% when it's Remus' turn. Both him and the GF share the same vocals and poses. The illusion gradually fades near the song's end.

All (Creepy Atmosphere): The lower BF's health is, the darker/greener the screen overlay becomes.

Secret Week/Week J (Janus)

Songs: Deception, Lies Lies Lies, Selfishness

Criteria: Beating Selflessness on Hard

Location: Garden of Eden (imaginary)

Synopsis: Janus tries misleading BF into thinking Thomas is using his singing talent for his own personal gain. But when BF isn't persuaded Janus decides to test him and see how well he's done.

Virgil woke up to sunlight creeping in from his window, peaking out at him through his blinds. Virgil looked at his clock and groaned: 6:04. He slept over 12 hours, and didn’t even get started on his project, which he wanted to have done.

The pain and noises from his stomach were too loud to ignore as he made his way to the kitchen and put come chocolate chip waffles in the toaster. He put in two more in the other burner as well, knowing Patton would be awake in just a couple minutes as well.

He went to brush his teeth and when he came back he saw his roommate putting on a pot of coffee and pulling out two mugs and creamer.

“Well, good morning, sleepy head,” Patton chirped and Virgil smiled back softly, “Everything alright, kiddo? You seemed awfully exhausted last night and I didn’t want to wake you,”

Virgil watched him adjust his glasses while tapping on their kitchen counter for their morning susitiance. He sighed and smoothen out his slightly wrinkled clothes. Patton was a florist for a wedding company, so he consistently dress like a gardener. His bosses did not mind, seeing as he always worked behind the scenes.

Virgil shrugged, pulling out the butter and syrup, “I am fine, just a long day at work yesterday,”

Patton hummed, but didn’t say anything more on the subject.

“Though,” Virgil started, making Patton perk up, “Something interesting did happen with a customer yesterday,”

“Interesting how?”

“Well,” Virgil began to move to the other side of the table, his voice trailing upwards, “He tripped and fell and we had kind of a moment. Apparently he is a night regular, and this was the first time we had met. He is really cute, and I thought we had something going on, maybe because he said he left something for me on the table-”

“Was it his number?” Patton smiled, he couldn’t help but chime in.

“No,” He sighed, discontentedly, “It was just a fact about the risks of smoking and lung health,” Virgil muttered.

There was a beat, and then he heard giggling from the older man across the table. Giggling which turned into squealing, which is not something you would expect from a 27 year old man. Virgil rolled his eyes as Patton began to dance a little (for unknown reasons to Virgil) while he was pouring coffee and plating the waffles.

“That is honestly so cute, Virge!” Patton clapped, sitting down, and Virgil just raised an eyebrow at him.

“Cute how?”  

“Okay, look, how many people do you know that smoke at Hume’s, cigarettes or otherwise?”

Virgil scoffed, “Almost all the kids that work weekends do, and I know our owner does. Also the night manager who relieves Roman is a bigger cigarette smoker than me,”

Patton’s smile grew wider, “This guy is a regular and I am sure he doesn’t put down facts for every server at your workplace. He wrote that just for you. He wants your attention but doesn’t know how!”

Virgil snorted, “Not everything is that convoluted, Pat, I hate to tell ya. People don’t just do dumb stuff like that for someone’s attention?”

“Really?” Patton asked, sass laced in his voice.

“Yea,”

“Well, let me ask you this,” He took a sip of his coffee and set it down on the counter, “You know I know how to use Photoshop, hm?”

“Of course,” Virgil said, “You minored in graphic design in college, that’s how we met,”

“But Roman doesn’t know that,” Patton smirked back at his counterpart, “Any time I have a “problem” or “question”, Roman is always just too happy to offer me pointers and give me advice,”

“And that works?”

Patton giggled, “I learned Photoshop inside and out in 6 weeks, I have been getting Roman to help me for 4 months,”

Virgil rolled his eyes, “Roman is obviously into you, you don’t have to make excuses to be around him,”

Patton slammed his hands on the table, “But why won’t he say that to me!” He whined.

“Not the point, the point is: what do I do?”

Patton shrugged, “Well, I suppose there are two ways you could go about this,” Patton got up with his coffee mug to open the blinds and windows, letting their house plant infested living room to receive light, “For one, you could just have a slow burn romance like Roman and I and just let these napkins pile up until he makes a bold move when he knows your interested,”

Patton set down his coffee and grabbed the watering can and began to water their jungle. Virgil frowned, following Patton around with his head, “That sounds awful,”

“Oh, uh, it is,” Patton sighed, gently caressing the spores on their Aloe Vera plant, “But it is also fun in a way. I feel like my life is a fanfiction,”

“What is the second way?”

Patton giggled, accidentally hitting himself in the face with the leaves off the Kentia palm while watering their cactus, “Just be upfront and honest about your intentions and make this guy feel special. If he isn’t interested, at least you know, right? You don’t deserve to be pining after a guy who may just be really passionate about lung health.” Patton stopped water for a moment and looked at Virgil, gesturing at him with the water can, “Virgil, your lungs may not be right as rain, but your heart's too big and wonderful to be broken. You deserve all the love in the world, you are a smart, and intelligent, and funny guy. Just be totally truthfully and if Mr. Doctor doesn’t want you, you don’t need him.”

“Patton…” Virgil said softly, “That is really astute. But it would never work for me, I cannot just be honest,”

Patton chuckled, moving onto the pink Cordyline, “That is what Emile told me to do about Roman, and I told him it would never work. When has being honest with your feelings ever been beneficial?” Patton spoke with a tone too cheery for the topic of the situation being discussed.

“Pat…” Virgil said slowly, “Remember, you have to tell me things…”

He sighed, putting down the water can. Patton moved over to the windows and looked out the tall glass, their small 2 bedroom apartment looked over their town quiet nicely. At first, Patton looked as happy and as youthful as ever, the sunlight dancing over his honey colored curls and freckles dotting his face like seeing stars in the morning sky. However, his expression then turned more solemn, more grim. Not quite melancholy yet, but the bittersweetness was sure to taste like lemon juice on your tongue. He fiddled with the front pocket of his baby blue overalls and pushed up his round glasses.

“I dunno Virgey,” He started, still looking out the window, “Does Roman not like me like I like him? It is fun; the flirting and the blushing and all that but,” He looked down at his shoes, “I dunno. Maybe… I am just something to keep Roman entertained for a while until he finds someone… Better,”

If it weren’t for the fan whirring in the living room and the traffic noises from outside, one may have been able to hear Virgil’s heart quietly fall to the floor and shatter. “Patton… You can’t really think that, can you?”

He laughed bitterly, finally being able to look at Virgil, tears welling up in Patton’s eyes, “Can’t I?”

“Look, Patton,” Virgil started, “I gotta tell you, Roman is absolutely smitten with you. I cannot tell you what he says about you half the time. I actually can’t, because he says them in Spanish!” This made Patton giggle and Virgil moved off his stool and held his hands in the other’s, “Look, I know Roman a bit better than you. He likes to be all Mr. Confident, but I am sure he is just as nervous as you are, waiting for when you’re going to make a move. I know you love him, but he is an idiot,”

Patton sniffled a bit, not making Virgil gaze. Virgil frowned and tilted Patton chin to meet his eyes level, “Hey, c’mon now. Whatever you are feeling right now is valid, I get it, you know I do, but tears are not worth it over baseless speculation,” He rubbed slightly at the circles under Patton’s eyes where the tears started to fall, “Call him, text him, invite him to dinner, whatever. I can guarantee you he will say yes,”

“What if he doesn’t?”

Virgil sighed, “Well, if that happens, I’ll just have to kill him over it,” Virgil said, matter-of-factly, dropping his hands to his side.

Patton frowned, a ghost of a smile present on his face, “Roman looks like he has 3% body fat and also has 6 inches on you. He would beat you up in a fight,”

“Not if I brought a knife,” Virgil cracking a smile, eyes widened at the last emphasis. Whatever weird face he pulled, it must’ve worked, because Patton started laughing and smiling once again, “Nice, there’s that smile,”

Patton giggled once more and Virgil held out his arms slightly, which Patton gladly took into (Virgil not normally one of doling out hugs). The shorter man melted into Virgil chest a bit. Patton was 6 inches shorter than Virgil, which made him a foot shorter than Roman. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes at that, it was almost too adorable.