Virgil slipped through the forest. Romulus had chosen to hole up in the middle of the imagination, in between Remus' and Roman's territory. Hopefully, it was a sign the two sides were still in there. Suddenly, something came barreling across his path. Virgil didn't get a good look, but he knew what it was. It had been Logan, on the end of Romulus' sword. "Holy-" Patton batted at his face, irritated. "Right, language. Sorry." He glanced to the side of the path where Logan had fallen. There was nothing. It had just been an illusion. Silently, he finished his colorful tirade about the new "gift" The King had given him. Virgil kinda wished it had come with a gift receipt. He would have returned it immediately. Patton swatted him gently on the back of the head. "Plan!" He nodded, and continued to trudge through the woods.
After a moment, he was at Romulus' throne. He hesitated a minute, and Patton swatted him once again. Right, he had a mission. With a sigh, he squared his shoulders, and marched into the clearing. Romulus didn't even bother to glance back at him. "What is troubling you, young one?" Virgil scuffed his foot against the ground awkwardly. "I-I wanted to talk to Roman." This time, Romulus, did turn to look at him. Virgil quickly glanced down, and refused to meet his eyes. "Wanted to say a few words actually." He paused, but when Romulus didn't say anything, he barreled ahead. "I'm sorry. You always apologized, and did your best to make me feel included..." he snorted. "Eventually." "And I-" his voice broke, and his shoulders sagged with regret. "I never said sorry for all of my mean comments. I can't imagine how much of this has already piled up. And I-I just wanted you to know, I regret it all." There was silence for a minute. Virgil had planned to come to Romulus with some big declaration of his undying friendship, the kind of stupid, sappy thing Roman would come up with. Pouring his heart out hadn't been part of the plan. Romulus turned around fully to face him. Slowly he smiled, almost mockingly. "That was adorable." He leaned in closer to Virgil, and the younger side forced himself to meet Romulus' eyes. "Adorably unnecessary." Virgil startled, and Romulus' grin widened. It was definitely a mocking smile now. "Because Roman doesn't exist anymore." Virgil's eyes widened. He began to panic. There was no way. Romulus had to be lying. He had risked everything on this. There was no other option! "Stop," he told himself. "Panicking won't help. Panic later. Take care of this now." With a great deal of effort, he managed to push his worry down. The King turned away with a swish of his cape. "You're guilt is very unwelcome," King said, with a wave of his hand, dismissing him. "So unless you can create something out of it, as you're king, I command you to be rid of it." Virgil bowed his head in defeat. "Right." He slunk back to the edge of the treeline, and picked up Patton. The toddler stared at him confused. "Plan?" Virgil shook his head ruefully. "Plan didn't work, Pat. Shouldn't have expected it to. Roman and his goddamn ego!" He slammed his foot into the ground. "I can't believe this! I can't believe you would all be stupid enough to trust Janus! And then I can't believe Roman would think bringing back Romulus would be a good idea! And I can't believe I'm the one who set Romulus after Janus! I can't believe I'm so useless!" By now, he was shouting. Slowly, he sank to the ground. "I'm so freaking useless." After a while, Patton started batting at his face again. "Not now, Popstar. I'm wallowing." Patton continued, and when Virgil still refused to look up, began to shout in his ear. Vigil jumped nearly a foot in the air, and almost dropped Patton. "Ow, Pat, what was that for?" "Warn." "No! I'm not gonna admit defeat to Janus of all people." Patton's brow furrowed. "Warn!" With a sigh, Virgil stood up. "Just so you know, I'm not doing this because you told me to. I'm not even doing this because I care about Janus. I'm just doing this cause I don't want Romulus to win." Patton stuck his tongue out and blew a raspberry at Virgil. "Seriously, it's not." "Warn." Patton repeated. With a sigh, Virgil nodded and plunged into the woods.