《Sanders Sides Stuff I Guess》Angst? Neeeeeverrrrr-
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When Roman and Remus split it was a lot of Morality and Logic saying it was Remus' fault.
They said it had to be, he was the unstable twin after all!
Remus thought they were right. I mean, they're Morality and Logic. They had to be right.
Deceit said they weren't.
Remus figured that was a lie. The guy was Deceit anyway.
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Morality didn't want Remus anymore. Only Roman.
Roman had made Logic mad. They all blamed it on Remus. Remus figured it must've been his fault then, since everyone else seemed to agree about that.
Deceit and Anxiety came and took him. They told him it wasn't his fault after he explained what happened.
He learned Deceit was called Janus. He learned Anxiety was called Virgil. He learned Anxi- Virgil actually stood for Paranoia and not Anxiety. They all figured out Remus mostly stood for Intrusive Thoughts along with Creativity.
He learned these were all secrets. Secrets with his family to stay in his family. Dece- Janus and Virgil told him it wasn't his fault some more.
Remus cried and didn't understand.
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Virgil broke a plate and was freaking out. It'd never happened before, he'd said, what if mum (Remus accidentally called Janus that once, Janus had started crying and Remus didn't understand much of the conversation that followed that, but Remus did understand it meant that him and Virgil got to start calling him mum) was mad at him, he'd said.
Remus said not to worry, it was his fault.
Virgil was confused and concerned. He hadn't been a part of the situation at all other than the fact he'd stumbled upon his brother freaking out about the broken object, how was it his fault?
Janus walked in and saw the situation. Obviously he asked what happened.
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Remus told him Virgil broke a plate and it was his fault. Janus asked how it'd been his fault as he began to clean up the shards of porcelain off the floor.
"Because everything's always my fault," Remus had answered promptly.
Almost immediately Janus had fallen onto the mess of the broken plate bits, crying and mumbling something about, "What did they do to him?"
Virgil moved and helped him up, saying, "Calm down mum, it's alright.." taking him to the bathroom to clean him up.
Remus didn't understand.
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Virgil was walking out the door. Janus was begging him not to leave. He'd do anything. Virgil left anyway.
That was earlier.
Now was Remus sitting on his bed, not fully comprehending the knocking on his door or the concerned calls from Janus as he whispered over and over again to himself,
"This is your fault."
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