Side Moceit (if I remember right)

Deceit looked around the living room, his gaze settling on his host. He wasn't sure why he'd been summoned, but he wasn't going to argue over anything, not when there was the chance he could say the wrong thing and have everyone turn on him within seconds.

Virgil and Logan were alone in there spots, while Roman and Remus shared what used to be Roman's spot, and Patton and himself were in Patton's spot. Nothing seemed to be too wrong, but there was no saying that things wouldn't go bad within moments.

"I need you all to be honest with me, especially you, Deceit," Thomas started, looking at each of his sides, settling on Deceit. "Can any of you tell me what happened and why Roman and Remus split, as you guys put it?"

Deceit looked down and sighed softly. "That's not something we can tell you, Thomas. It's not a good time to talk about it..."

"Why? Why do you keep everything hidden from me? Why won't you just be honest with me?" Thomas frowned and looked at Deceit slightly concerned.

"Because there's a lot we've hidden from you, especially me, and I don't think unloading five different things on you, just so we can answer one question will help you."

"I want to know everything! I know equal amounts of information about everyone, except you! I deserve to know this formation! I don't even know your name!"

"It's to protect you! I'm trying to keep you safe!"

"From what?"

"From Me!"

Thomas stepped back and looked at Deceit as though he'd grown two heads. "What does that mean? How are you damaging? Why should I be kept safe from you?"

"The less you know, the better."

Deceit shifted awkwardly, wanting nothing more than to sink out and leave the rest of the sides. He was dangerous and he shouldn't even be there, but he was there to filter the bad things away. He was deceit, that meant he had to deceive. Keep an illusion.

"I want you to be honest with me! I want to know everything!"

Deceit opened his mouth, ready to argue, but it was too late. Thomas had spoken, and he had to be honest. He had to tell him everything, no matter how bad it was.

"You may want to sit down. All of you... We could be here a while..."

Deceit went to the kitchen and got them all a bottle of water and some snacks. He wasn't trying to put anything off, but it would take a while for him to get through everything. Thomas wasn't as young as he used to be, so there were many many years of things to go through.

He looked at Patton, who had decided to help him, and he smiled weakly. Things weren't going to be the same after he told them everything.

Patton squeezed his hand, before taking through some of the snacks and leaving Deceit to take a minute to breathe and calm himself down.

He took the rest of the snacks through and sat on the other side of the sofa to everyone else. He held onto his water bottle tightly and refused to look at them. He didn't want them to hate him, but with how everything was looking, it seemed as though they may just hate him after it all.

"Well, it started when you were learning to talk. Patton and I had been around a few years at that point, but when you began developing your morals, he and I became more important in your life. I'm sure you know that Patton, Logan and myself were some of the earliest sides to form. Followed by creativity. Then a few years later, Anxiety. Things were running smoothly for a while. Until Logan and I got into an altercation. Over what was best for you... I don't remember the specifics, but there was an issue between bing honest about your school work, or lying and saying it was all yours..." Deceit looked down at his water bottle and sighed softly.

"It was your work, but your teacher thought you'd stolen it. So really, there shouldn't have been the fight. Morality was involved, saying not to lie. Your teacher said it was similar to another kids work, and we knew that when we drew it. He was your best friend, and you were best friends because you went through a similar issue growing up. But Logic and I didn't agree. Logan said we should just tell her why we drew what we did and let her know that it was the same issue that your friend went through...

"I just wanted to tell her that it was your work and have it be the end of it. She didn't need to know, but that wasn't going to be good enough. We fought for days. Even after everything had passed. After that, Logan and I didn't talk for a while. Patton was stuck between us, he wanted to support us both because he could see that we were both right in some respects, but he ultimately agreed with Logan. And that's when I became the bad guy. Or at least, started being seen that way..."

Deceit took a long sip of his drink, glancing at the twins. "Of course, Creativity had already manifested and he was around for most of it. Logan and Patton had agreed to have his room between my side of the mind and theirs. After the fight I'd been pushed to the other side of the mind and I was struggling with the transition. I didn't take it too well. I started trying to convince Creativity to work with me. I would give him information and he would give you the ideas to create it. You were young, they weren't bad ideas, not really. It was just things like drawing on the walls and destroying your mum's makeup when you used it.

"Patton found out and insisted Creativity stay on his side of the mind. That's the way things stayed for as long as I can remember. Until the split, obviously. We'll get to that in a minute. The silence I had to deal with was too overbearing and I struggled day by day. I tried fixing things with Patton and Logan, but it always ended up in arguments. So I gave up trying and I shut myself away, made myself almost invisible to you. You still felt my effects, but I wasn't a 'main' side the way they were. I spent years alone. I couldn't handle the silence or the pain I felt from being alone. I wanted to duck out and leave you.

"But every time I tried to do anything even remotely damaging to you, Patton would magically pop up and tell me that you needed me... Maybe I started crying wolf a few times after that. The interaction helped me not feel so lonely anymore. It wasn't helpful. I just cried even more. He gave up on me after that. I was just a nuisance and in the way. So I stopped and just locked myself away for good. I'd occasionally leave my room to get more food or something, but I wasn't ever seen. They were better off without me. Then the split happened..."

Patton frowned and moved to sit next to Deceit, taking his hand tightly. He wasn't sure that there was anything he could do or say to fix what happened or even help Deceit for the time being. So he sat in silence, waiting for the next instalment of information that he knew but chose to ignore.

"The split was awful... Not only for them, but for all of us. Patton wanted to keep them together, but Remus knew too much to be considered a 'main' side. Roman wanted to stay with his brother... But I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm sorry. It al l started around the time you were thirteen. Before Anxiety manifested. You had started learning a lot of new facts and information that shouldn't have been known to a thirteen year old, but Creativity loved the facts you knew. Somewhat, anyway.

"That should've been the first sign. He seemed to be fighting with himself all the time. He panicked and fought and hurt all the time! I saw it a few times. He came to me and asked for help. He needed someone to be there and help him. He couldn't trust that Patton and Logan wouldn't hate him if he admitted it to them. Not after the way they reacted to the person that told you the facts. Every night, we'd stay up late and talk about any of the facts he knew, and I'd reassure him that it was normal. It helped a lot, I noticed.

"Then came the day he split. It was too much. He overheard Patton saying how bad it all got. I don't know all of the details too well. None of us do. But from what I gathered, he started fighting with himself again. It was too much. He fought and fought, his yells increasing in volume. By the time I got there, he was already mostly split... He was almost like a glitch. You know when you see two of one thing when a game glitches? It was like that, just one light and one dark. It was really strange. I guess it all built up and no amount of support could have stopped it."

Roman tapped his fingers against his thigh, clearly not enjoying the part of the story that he was actively involved in. Remus was in no better shape, he kept biting at his nails and looking around nervously. They were still traumatised from it all.

"When it was finally over... When the screaming and crying and the..." Deceit cleared his throat, looking down. He tried to clear his eyes of the tears and refused to let his voice give away how badly it affected him. "The pain had subsided, we had to check them over, make sure there wasn't anymore physical damage. Dark creativity, Remus, was in a bad shape. He could barely even stand on his own. It was awful..."

Deceit wiped his eyes and sighed shakily. "There was a long drawn out argument between Patton and myself as to what should be done with the brothers. Patton thought I should take Remus. Considering he knew all the darker information that Patton didn't approve of. I thought they should stay together in their old room. Come and go as they please. I wanted the company, of course I did, but the split was too much and I didn't want to hurt them further.

"After telling them that they would be kept apart... And dealing with the crying and arguments and... And the pure fear of them being apart, we finally got them to their own rooms and dealt with everything. In a way, it was one of the happier moments, not because of how bad it was, but because I finally had the company I needed... Remus stayed in my room for a long time. He was so sick and injured and I couldn't do anything to help him. Not really. I hadn't ever felt hate as strong as in the aftermath of the split. I hated Patton with my entire being. I hated him because of what he did to these kids. They were eight. We were thirteen. They had been torn apart, literally, and I didn't know how to help Remus at all.

"Eventually, he managed to get better and we started talking even more. He was a good kid. If only Patton had realised that. I was there for him when no one else was. For the next year, I helped him settle into the 'dark' mindscape and I helped him see his brother when he wanted to. Maybe it wasn't a good idea, but they needed each other to cope. I couldn't sit back and let him go through all that pain. It wasn't fair. He was so alone and there was only so much I could do."

Deceit sighed ad reached for a handful of chips. He shook his head and ate one. "It wasn't fair... I just wanted him happy, Thomas. I wanted them both happy, even if it killed me. So, I had Remus for a year. From thirteen to fourteen. Then your anxiety came along. It was understandable really. Starting high school and still not liking girls. It all made sense. So, Anxiety manifested. That was a lot of fun..." He laughed bitterly and looked away.

Virgil moved to take Patton's place, smiling weakly and leaning against him. "You were a good dad... I know we were all young and we all could've handled things better, but you were the best dad for me. You still are. And I'm glad you finally found happiness with Patton. I love you, De. No matter what."

Deceit smiled and kissed Virgil's temple, lacing their pinkies together. "When Virgil manifested, he was immediately pawned off on me."

"Heh... Porn..." Remus muttered, receiving an elbow to the ribs from Logan.

Deceit smiled softly and looked at Virgil. "I ended up with a baby, pretty much. I mean, we're sides, we have the ability to survive ingrained in us. So Virgil didn't really need a parental figure, but Patton thought it'd be helpful or something. So I ended up with this little thing here, and it was the best experience I could have had. I mean, raising a kid isn't easy, but I got lucky.         The next ten years were so much fun. I couldn't imagine them having gone any other way. I had this amazing kid and Remus was growing into... Well, Remus. No one else expected much from him."

Remus shrugged and glared at him. "I could've been a rocket scientist!"

"No you couldn't, Re. Sorry..." Logan smiled softly.

Deceit looked down and sighed softly. "I helped them both grow and I became more of a parent than I thought I would ever be. It was the best time I could've had. Then things with you took off and you started with Vine and all sorts. I was happy for you, really, but when it all started going badly with Virgil and you guys all... Hurt him, things got bad. I tried to do everything right by him, I tried to keep him happy. And all you guys did was hurt him! You act like you want to keep him safe, but he had to grow up fast as hell just because you guys decided to be rude.

"He's my child, and you guys hurt him beyond anything. I had to hurt him even after you guys did. I had to be the bad guy to him. Why? Because I told him he shouldn't be in the videos anymore. Because I wanted to protect him. You guys hurt him and he still defended you. I tried everything I could and I couldn't do enough." Deceit wiped his eyes and stood up, going to the kitchen to get himself another drink. "I was there when Creativity split, I told you everything, let it go now. I will never get all of that back. Thanks a lot..."

He sunk out into his room and locked the doors, collapsing into his bed. He didn't mean to end up snapping at them, but he lost everything about himself when he told them everything. Thomas took away his ability to lie when he asked to know everything, and that was enough to drain him completely. He was too tired, and there was no way he was going to even try to socialise anymore.

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The following morning, Deceit forced himself out of bed and looked around. He at least felt normal. He snapped on his regular outfit and headed to the commons, ready to just get something to eat and then hide away again.

As he stepped into the commons, Virgil jumped up and ran over to hug him tightly. "I've been told to keep you away from your room. So will you watch a movie with me?"

"Why?" Deceit grabbed himself some breakfast and sat next to Virgil on the sofa, watching as he put on a movie.

"Not completely sure. Patton had some idea, I guess. Best to just stay out of the way."

"Liar," Deceit mumbled and pulled Virgil into a hug, not much caring.

"Oh whatever."

After a few movies and many snacks, Virgil and Deceit were finally able to see what the others had decided to do to Deceit's room. They walked to the hallway where his room normally was, finding an absence of anything there.

Deceit turned to Patton, looking for an explanation.

"Your room still exists, but after everything yesterday, Roman and Remus worked hard to make the mind a neutral place for all of us. No light and dark stuff. Just the six of us living and working together. So, your room is now on the opposite side of the hallway to mine. Roman and Remus' rooms are opposite, and Virgil and Logan's too."

"I don't understand why?" Deceit looked between them. "I didn't do anything..."

"You opened up yesterday, and we all realised that we haven't appreciated you enough. So, we did this for you. I hope it's okay?"

Deceit pressed a kiss to Patton's forehead and nodded. "It's perfect. Thank you."

The six of them spent the rest of the day watching movies and spending the time together, hoping to completely start fresh.

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