The oatmeal ended up all over the pair.

First, Janus had spat it all over Roman, refusing to continue to feed him, Virgil fell victim to Janus flipping over the plastic bowl, splattering it all over Virgil.

They wanted a baby, he could give them one, at least one that benefits him.

After they had decided to leave Janus on the baby mat to play-they had given up on breakfast-Janus played by rolling the car toy across Roman's barefoot.

He was only allowed baby toys after that.

Of course, he wasn't going to play with any of them, so he proceeded to rip them apart, tossing them carelessly across the ground. Virgil, who had been watching the monitors to check In the others, walks in, only to curse like a sailor as he stepped on a pointy edge of a wooden triangle.

Deciding to try another source of entertainment, they tried to give him coloring books and crayons.

The little shit drew on the floor instead.

So they tried watching a movie, in the middle of it, Janus had somehow gotten hold of the remote and switched it to a rather explicit movie that definitely wasn't something a baby should be watching.

They didn't like that either so he had been tossed away into his crib. Finally having gotten what he wanted in the first place, Janus smirked to himself and tugged his blanket over his head, curling up.

He didn't think of the consequences his difficult behavior was going to bring.

Janus had spent many days and nights alone, so spending hours in a crib wasn't as bad as it seemed-it felt like hours but in reality, the others had only been gone for nearly two hours-so when the others finally arrived, he groaned, realizing his alone time was spent.

What he didn't realize, is that Roman and Virgil would tattle on.

After half an hour of their return, an exhausted Patton strolled through the door of his nursery. And man, he did not seem happy.

"Janus," Shuddering at his tone, Janus managed to put on a false glare.

"What?" He snips, hoping Patton didn't hear the waver in his voice.

"I heard you weren't very good for Roman and Virgil," He points out, quickly getting to the root of his frustration as he crossed his arms. Janus' eyes drifted towards Patton's bandaged arm and he pressed his lips together. He nearly considered taking pity and giving in to the man.

But this is Janus.

"So what if I wasn't?" Janus snickers. "They're not the boss of me."

Narrowing his eyes, Patton stalks over and Janus' smiles fall, as does his confidence.

Fuck, when did this soft puffball get so terrifying?

"You're in trouble kiddo," Patton points out, beginning to unlock the latch to his crib. "I don't want to punish you-"

"Punish me?" Janus echoes, rolling his eyes. "What? Are you going to put me in timeout? Oh, I'm shaking in my boots."

Shaking his head, Patton easily lifts a squirming Janus, gripping at his hips firmly as he carried him out of the nursery and out to the living room. It was vacant besides an equally as tired Remus, who rested his head against his hand as he flipped on a violent horror movie. Curiously, Janus' eyes darted to the tv, only to have it flicker back to Patton as he set him down back in the baby mat.

"Ree, Janus can't watch this," Patton tells him. Groaning, Remus slumps and pouts.

"But Pat," Complains Remus. Janus didn't realize just how alike he and his twin acted. "It just started!"

"Janus is a baby Kiddo, he cant watch gore," Patton explains softly, sitting on the couch.

"I wanna watch it!" Hissed Janus, god he missed shows that didn't talk to him as if they cared about his opinion.

"Shush, you're in trouble," Patton scolds Janus, plopping the pacifier from earlier in his mouth, silencing him. Glaring at the man, Janus crossed his arms and scowled at the ground.

"Can we watch Coraline?"

Janus' eyes widened, he hadn't seen Coraline in years. Tugging eagerly at Patton's pants, he sent him the best pull dog eyes he could muster.

As planned, Patton's firm expression dropped and he sighed. "Alright, but Janus you're not going to be able to pay attention to it much," Patton points out, talking st the table.

Too distracted by the tv, Janus hadn't noticed the many pieces of notebook paper stacked on the table with a newly sharpened pencil. Peering at it, he raised an eyebrow at the cutesy handwriting that clearly belonged to Patton.

I will not throw my food

"What's da pwunishwent?" Janus asks, his eyebrows scrunching together in confusion, cheeks reddening at the ridiculous lisp.

"You need to write each phase, filling the front and back of the paper."

With wide eyes, Janus whined. "Nwo!"

"It's not up for debate kiddo after you're going to apologize to Virgil and Roman for your behavior!"

"Nwo! Nwo! Nwo!" Janus hissed, scooting away. "M'nwot dwoing shwit!"

Remus snorted. "Shwit?"

Patton sent Remus a warning glance and he whistled innocently, turning on Coraline. He turned his glare towards Janus who returned it. "Kiddo that is enough," Patton scolds. "I don't want to punish you but you can't act however you want."

"Wes I cans!"

Another snort. "I like him."

"Remus," Patton groans. "Kiddo you're not helping!"

Janus huffed, his eyes dancing towards the screen as the movie began to play. Patton wasn't having it and quickly leaned over, tugging Janus over by his onesie. "Janus-"

"Nwo!"

"You need to-"

"Nwo!"

"Then-"

"Nwo!"

Groaning in frustration, Patton rubbed at his temples while Remus sniggered. "How's that working out?"

"Remus I don't want to hear it," Snaps Patton, it was a rare tone he used, but with a disobedient child and a splitting headache, he was struggling to find any ounce of Patience.

Grinning, Remus stands. "Let the professional handle this!" He chirps, walking over to Janus, plopping down in front of him. Janus watched him warily.

"Have you ever eaten spaghetti out of a straw?"

Janus blinked at the random question, glancing at Patton briefly with a puzzled expression. "Sweems like a weird way to eats swghetti."

"It's fun! You should try it sometime!"

Still very confused, Janus shifts. "O...Otay?"

"Do you like snakes?"

Brightening ever so slightly, Janus gives a hesitant nod.

"Wes."

"Kay, I'll give you a snake if you write your lines."

With wide eyes, Janus sat up straight, hoping the other wasn't fucking with him. "Weally?!"

"Remus I don't know-"

Remus held up a hand to silence Patton. "Listen, Daddy," Patton blushed at the title. "I said let the professional handle this!"

"I want a swake!" Janus exclaims, suddenly gripping Remus' snake, eyes wide and excited. It startled the heroes, they hadn't seen Janus this excited since he has arrived. Realizing his behavior, Janus flushed and pulled away, clearing his throat as he straightened himself, crossing his arms. "A swake would be nice." He mumbles, attempting to seem less excited, but it was just an act.

Grinning, Remus nudges Janus. "Then write Snake boy."

Groaning, Janus pouted, pressing his head against hus hand, turning towards Patton, pointing to the pacifier.

"Out!" He whines.

Smiling, Patton pats his head. "After your lines."

With another groan, Janus begins writing the stupid lines.

Remus tossed a wink towards Patton and plopped back down on the couch, throwing his hands behind his head, continuing to watch the movie.

"How'd you know that would work?" Patton asks curiously, glancing at Remus.

"Eh, I didn't, he just always uses snakes so I thought he'd want one," Remus admits with a shrug.

Patton chuckles softly. "You're one of kind Remus."

"Yep!"

As the movie went on, Janus' hand was beginning to cramp. As he finished the first piece of paper, he set it aside and scowled as he noticed a new line.

I will not disrespect adults

"How mwany are dare?" Janus whines aloud, beginning to look through the papers.

"About five," Patton answers, causing Janus to gape at him.

"Dat's too mwany!"

"Well, buddy, next time maybe you won't misbehave for them now will you?"

Growling, Janus went back to his lines.

He took many breaks in between, but he wasn't allowed to move from his spot until he finished, by then his stomach was growling. He had tossed his food all over Romana and Virgil, leaving him starving.

Each piece of paper had a different line; I will not break my toys, I will not color on the floor, only paper, and I will not watch explicit content.

Everything he had done was listed, and by the end of it, Janus never wanted to write again, his hand ached, and his limbs felt limp from sitting for so long. Finally, he stretched his legs and shoved the papers into Patton's lap.

"Dare! Swake?" Janus asks, and as promised, Remus grinned at Janus.

Holding out his hand, it sparkled, Janus watched in amazement as a baby albino snake appeared. It withered in Remus' hand. Grinning, Janus held out his hand, and almost immediately, it slithered on, wrapping around his fingers.

"Aw, it is kinda cute, it's not venomous is it?" Patton asks, glancing at Remus who shrugs.

"Dunno, is it?"

Janus rolls his eyes. "It' a cworn swake dummy, dere nwot wenomous!"

Patton cooed at his lisp, even if it wasn't intentional, it was cute to hear. "Now kiddo, it's not nice to name call," Patton lightly scolds, however, his smile didn't fall. "Why don't we go see Roman and he can create a habitat for your snake, how does that sound?"

"Otay," Janus agrees before flushing, pointing at the pacifier. "Out."

With a small pout, Patton reluctantly took the pacifier out. He was hoping Janus had forgotten about it. It was hard to miss though.

"You still have to apologize though."

Huffing, Janus lightly stroked the snake's scales. "Okay, whatever."

Chuckling, Patton climbed to his feet and took Janus' hand, leading him through their base to the red door that belonged to the fanciful side. Giving a soft knock, they could hear shuffling, within seconds, Roman stood at the door, his face flushed.

"Hey Padré, what's up?" Roman asks, slightly out of breath, his hair disheveled and his lips a brighter color than normal. Janus sent him an odd look, yet, Patton smiled, oblivious.

"Hey, kiddo! Janus wanted to come by and apologize!" Janus scoffed.

"Wanted is a strong word. I would rather prefer the use of forced or unwilling."

"Hey you," Patton says, poking his side, earning a squeak and a hiss. "Be nice or your new snake will hang in my room!"

"No," Janus snips, holding the snake close. "She's mine."

Roman chuckled and opened his door further, fiddling with his outfit. Sitting on hus bed was a casual Virgil who leaned against the wall. His cheeks were stained pink, and his hair was a mess, however, his expression remained indifferent. Glancing up from his phone, he gave a two-finger salute.

"Sup pops," He says, not acknowledging Janus who looked between Roman and Virgil, a disgusted expression on his face.

"Were you two getting ready to fuck?"

All three heroes shot their attention to the snake, the two accused flushing further than Patton, who gaped at him. "Kiddo!" He exclaims. "Don't say that!"

Janus snorted. "I suppose Roman isn't as much as a church boy as I thought he was."

With cheeks blazing, Roman glared hatefully at Janus. "I don't accept your apology."

"Good wasn't giving one anyway."

A pacifier was promptly shoved in his mouth again.

"Anyways!" Patton chirps, ignoring the soft hiss he received from both snakes. "Janus wants to apologize for his behavior earlier, don't you Janny?"

Rolling his eyes, Janus shakes his head 'No'.

"Either apologize or you can have a few more pages of lines to write there kiddo," Patton insists, his cheerful tone contrasting dangerously with the warning he gave.

Slumping, Janus groaned, tapping the pacifier.

"Nope, you can keep that in."

Blushing, Janus glanced down at his snake, stroking it. He wants to go home away from this humiliation.

"Sowwy," He mumbles, grimacing at his lisp, his cheeks only burning further.

"Sorry, what was that?" Virgil asks with a smug smirk, having quickly gotten over his embarrassment as Janus withered in his own.

"Say what you're sorry for Janus," Patton insists, nudging him, earning a glare from the man.

"Sowwy fer mwsbwhaving." He says a bit louder, gritting his teeth after.

I am so getting revenge once I get out of here! They'll rue this day! They'll rue it!

"See? That wasn't so bad was it Janny?" Patton chirps, clapping his hands together. "Don't you have something you wanted to ask Roman for as well?"

After a sharp glare towards the chipper man, Janus grumbled. "M'want habitwat fer m'swake."

Roman blinked, seeming to have to register his words for a moment, having trouble piecing together his words.

"You want...a habitat for your snake?" He confirms, hoping he had correctly.

Nodding, Janus allowed the snake to slither up his arm, wrestling on his shoulder.

"What's the magic word?" Roman teases, smirking at the dirty look he received.

"Dwo it."

"Janus," Patton warns.

Huffing, Janus adverted his eyes back to his snake.

"Pwease?"

Smiling, Roman nods. "Sure! I'll put it in your room, kay?"

Grumbling a quiet "tanks", he hurried out of the room. He didn't realize Patton was hot on his tail until he felt a hand latch around his wrists spinning him around. Initially, Janus had jumped at the contact, his new snake hissing protectively.

Quickly, Patton stole his hand back. "Just me!" He assures before softening his gaze. "I just wanted to say I'm really proud of you."

Raising an eyebrow, Janus silently urged Patton to continue.

"You took your punishment so well, I just want you to know just because you misbehave doesn't mean you're bad okay? You're a sweet little snake! A sassy, sarcastic, but sweet snake," Patton gushes, watching in amusement as he grows redder with each word, not at all used to the genuinely sweet words.

"I- uh- t-tank woo?" Janus mumbles, squirming uncomfortably.

Patton smiles, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I bet you're hungry hm? Why don't you go watch corpse bride or another movie with Remus? Nothing rated R! I'll make you something to eat."

With a slightly dazed nod, Janus begins to head towards the kitchen.

What the fuck was that?

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Haha it's gonna get angsty soon uwu ✌