"Hey, Roman!"
"oh, patton, Logan. your back." roman greeted them the next morning.
"yep, got back last night, after you and virgil fell asleep." logan explained
"speeking of, where is my dark strange son?"
"uh...he...he's still asleep. best to leave him alone." roman lied
good. hopefully he dosn't sa-
"Well, i'm going to go wake him up! i want to make you all animal shaped pancakes! i have llamas and puppys and kittens! i even have bats for virgil!" he held up a template he had bought the night before.
virgil, who was peaking from behind the corner' ran to his room, and pretended to be asleep. a few minutes later, patton burst through the door, holding a plate of bat-shaped pancakes, and a small tray containing suger, lemon juice, butter and maple syrup.
"uhhh, what?" virgil acted like he had only just been woken up.
"i made you pancakes" patton said enfusiastilly. "they're shaped like bats!"
"alright. put them beside my bed, and leave them there. i just want to sleep for five more minutes" virgil muttered back. patton looked upset, but did so. suddenly, he stopped.
"Patton?" virgil asked. patton only shuddered in responce.
"you ok?" still no answer. virgil was about to get up when patton said;
"this is the last time i am coking for you. ever." his normally cheerful voice was replaced with tha full of anger' and posibly greif. virgil was tooken back, and ran to logan and roman.
"something is wrong with patton." he explained.
