Roman was a baby.

Virgil's boyfriend was a baby and he didn't prevent it from happening...

"Damn it!" Virgil called out and then Roman woke up. Virgil looked down at Roman.

"Vee!" Roman yelled. Virgil smiled a bit and sunk down with Roman in his arms. He rose up in front of the imagination door.

"Let me find you some clothes and tell the others..." Virgil muttered and turned the corner. Patton was on his phone walking slowly down the hall. "Dad!"

Patton looked up and saw Virgil with Roman. He opened his mouth a bit and then closed it.

"It's Roman..." Virgil said. Patton nodded.

"Was it a curse or potion?" Patton asked.

"Curse."

"Good. That means I won't have to blame Logie for it. Let's find this cutie some clothes." Patton smiled and they walked to Patton's room.

Patton opened the door and went to his closet. Virgil looked around and frowned. He hated Patton's room, it reminded him of old times and memories. Patton noticed.

"Let's hurry so you won't have to be in this room," Patton said and picked up a box of old clothes. It had baby clothes in it.

"Have you... kept all of our baby clothes in this box?" Virgil asked.

"Of course! These clothes held so many memories, I just had to keep them from when we were younger. Let's see..." Patton put the box down and looked through it. "Ah, here we are!"

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Patton dressed baby Roman up in his old baby clothes, which was just a version of his usual outfit.

"Now let's tell the others what happened," Patton said. Virgil nodded and picked Roman up.

They gathered everyone in the common room. Virgil held Roman in his arms as Roman snuggled into him. Patton was explaining what happened to Roman.

"So... he was cursed by a dragonwitch and now he's a baby just like Virgil was?" Remy asked.

"Yep!" Patton smiled.

"And who's going to look after him first?" Emile asked. Patton looked at Virgil.

"I was hoping for you and Remy to look after him," Virgil said. Emile clapped his hands together and smiled.

"Of course we'll look after him!" Emile exclaimed excitedly.

"We will?" Remy asked. Emile punched his arm softly.

"Of course we will..." Emile gave him a look that said 'do it or else no kisses for a month'.

"Fine..." Remy muttered.