A week had passed since Remus had started ignoring Deceit, and Deceit couldn't take it anymore.

He had tried everything to talk to the Duke, even going as far as to corner him in the bathroom.

It wasn't pretty, since Remus decided to pretend Deceit wasn't there.

Deceit shuddered at the memory.

Deceit was at a loss. He hated to admit it, but Deceit needed Remus' company desperately. He could feel himself going crazy because of the lack of communication.

He knocked on the door to a certain sides room, putting on his poker face.,

The door opened. "Deceit...?"

"Hello, Virgil." Deceit nodded curtly. "May I come in?"

"What do you want?" Virgil asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at the snake. Deceit sighed. He had expected as much.

"I need your advice." Deceit coughed into his hand, averting his eyes. Virgil rose a brow.

"That's new." Virgil commented, still unconvinced. "What about?"

"...Remus." Deceit mumbled. Virgil furrowed his brow.

"Is something wrong with him?"

"Can we talk about this in private, please?" Deceit asked, suddenly extremely aware of how out of character he was being.

"...how do I know I can trust you?"

"Are you being serious right now?"

"Right, sorry. Just making sure." Virgil mumbled. "Come in."

Deceit quickly pushed forward. Virgil closed the door, and turned to Deceit. Deceit tried to gather his thoughts, he needed to relay the information quickly and confidently.

"RemushasbeenignoringmeandIdon'tknowwhattodo!" Came flying out of Deceit's mouth.

Wow, he nailed that.

"Woah--Slow down!" Virgil exclaimed, brow creasing. "I only understood the word 'Remus' in that mess. What did he do?"

"This isn't about what he did! It's about what he's not doing!" Deceit cried, flopping onto Virgil's bed. "He's not talking to me."

"Are you sure? Maybe he's just always been busy--"

"I offered to let him stab me and he said nothing." Deceit interjected, sighing heavily.

"Oh, it's serious then." Virgil grimaced. "Why would he be ignoring you?"

"If I knew that, I wouldn't be here!" Deceit exclaimed. "What if he hates me?"

"I highly doubt he hates you, Deceit." Virgil mumbled, frowning. "That idiot couldn't hate you if he tried. You took him in when he was abandoned by the others."

"Yeah, and the one who comforted him when you went running to them." Deceit scowled.

"Okay, I get you're upset but fuck you." Virgil spat. "I left because I didn't wanna be surrounded by toxic people anymore--"

"Toxic?! When were we ever--?!" Deceit cut himself off, taking a deep breath. "Whatever, okay? It doesn't matter anymore."

"Yeah," Virgil huffed, looking away. "I'll talk to him, alright? Will that make you happy?"

"" Deceit lied, sighing in relief. "He was acting a little weird before he started ignoring me, bring that up."

"Weird? How so?"

"I dunno, he seemed nervous? A little out of it?" Deceit murmured in thought. Virgil nodded, confusion. growing.

"What are you going to do?"

"Try to talk to him again if you find out anything, probably. Right now, however," Deceit turned himself into Logan, smirking slightly. "Thomas needs some consolation after the wedding."

"Oh shit, that was tonight?" Virgil asked incredulously.

"Indeed, I think it's time to drop my logical input." Deceit adjusted his tie.

"Don't cause too much havoc." Virgil called, pulling out his phone.

"Oh, " Deceit smirked, sinking out.

---

"Janus..." Remus mumbled, testing how the name felt on his tongue. He had listened in on the discussion after Patton turned into a giant fucking frog. Who knew he had it in him?

Janus. It felt right. Suited him perfectly.

Right now, he was on his way to check up on his brother. He had seemed rather upset when he sunk out, and that just wouldn't do.

He loved seeing his brother so angry, it was really refreshing. But sadness didn't sit right with Remus. Made him feel icky.

Right before he turned the corner, he heard voices.

"Roman? Kiddo? Are you alright?" One voice asked as he knocked on the door.

"Go away." The muffled reply came.

"Roman," The third voice spoke in a voice that Remus had never heard be so honest. "I'm sorry for what I said, it was out of line."

Oh, yes. What Decei--Janus had said left quite the impression on Remus as well. Being called the evil twin by Janus, who had told him so many times that he wasn't evil, hurt in a way that Remus couldn't explain.

"...I'm sorry too." Roman replied. "I shouldn't have made fun of you. Or called you evil. I should've known better--"

"Hey now, none of that." Deceit told Roman softly. "I get it, you were confused and scared and--"

"I don't get scared." Roman told them. "I'm bravery. I don't--"

"Everyone gets scared sometimes, Roman. What's really brave is accepting that you're scared and continuing anyways." Deceit said.

It was silent after that for a bit.

"...thanks, Janus."

"No problem, Roman."

Cool. Great. That's nice.

Remus sped away from the scene, deciding that Roman didn't need his help. Not when he had Janus there to help him.

He didn't understand why he was so upset. It's not like anything particularly wonderous happened. Still, an awful feeling settled itself in Remus' gut.

He decided he would just go to sleep.