Virgil was buzzing. He was completely unsure as to how he would describe it but he just felt like his brain was 'brrrrrring' inside his skull. Currently he sat in the back of a rented out van next to Patton who was also radiating excited energy. Logan in front of the two was patiently listening to a podcast and no doubt judging the two. Janus turned down what Virgil assumed was Roman'a and Remus' subdivision and parked in front of the largest house on the block. He then pulled out his phone and typed away. Soon the twins were stumbling out of their house with precarious amounts of luggage and a woman trailing behind them.

She was tall and blonde and reminded Virgil of the description of Bill's mom from the IT book. Her expression was content, but something about the way her lips were set and her eyebrows arched made Virgil's body tic uncomfortably. Remus and Roman's expressions of pure joy however settled the nerves inside the car.

Logan had put his phone down and he and Janus shared similar looks as they looked at Mrs. Reeves. Patton however showed the twins nothing but a happy smile.

Janus got out of the car and started helping the twins put their bags in the trunk before shutting it.

"Don't do anything that could get you on the news." She told her sons. "Unless it's good."

Roman grumbled but didn't say anything else.

"Yeah no promises." Remus rolled his eyes.

"Janus." Mrs. Reeves said with contempt as Janus walked by her.

"Kathy." Janus snarled back.

Remus got in the passenger seat and turned away from her. Roman doing the same, only he sat in the middle. Janus put the car in drive and pulled away, face starkly forward.

"I thought your mom's name was Rita." Patton commented.

"Oh it is." Janus said back. "I just play a little game with her. See she looks at me like I'm dirty and disgusting, and I call her by a different white lady name so she knows she ain't shit."

Logan snorted. Actually snorted. The whole car looked at him, startled, and eventually everyone started laughing. Laughing heartily. Virgil didn't quite know why they were all laughing, but he figured he should join in, at least to not be alone. After they all settled down Virgil put his headphones on. He really liked them too. Emile and Thomas had gotten him large noise cancelling headphones that sat just perfectly on his head.

Virgil didn't know a lot of music. He knew how the music from his planet sounded, at least the little that the generals had been able to salvage for him. But Patton had apparently decided that he would peer pressure and lecture his friends until they all made playlists of music for Virgil. They were all into such different genres and artists, surely one of them would have music that Virgil would love. Logan's was mostly ambiance and lofi. It was certainly calming. And it also included some podcasts that he thought Virgil might enjoy. Remus' was strange to say the least. Very in your face. Very aggressive. Sometimes it could even be overwhelming. Janus had apparently decided to introduce Virgil to such tunes as cabaret and what he assumed was indie music. Patton had sent him a strange mix of bubblegum pop and songs from the 80s. Virgil had no idea what was in Roman's playlist, he'd decided it was better not to open it.

Virgil figured he could start with Patton's music. Listening to it more in the background than anything else.

. . .

"Hey Virge?"

Virgil was stirred from his fanfiction reading, noise cancelled stupor to Patton's kind voice.

"Mhm?" He looked up.

"Hey, you want anything from McDonald's?" Patton asked with a soft smile.

"I don't know, what's good?" Virgil shrugged.

"Uhh," Patton's eyebrows raised. "Well nothing's actually good good, but well, it's kinda a road trip tradition to eat fast food. And we need some lunch."

"Okay, well what do they have exactly."

"Uhm, burgers, fries, chicken nuggets, chicken sandwiches, fish sandwiches," Patton listed. "Soda and stuff."

"Don't forget the 24-hour breakfast!" Remus said back.

"Right and breakfast sandwiches." Patton chuckled.

"Hi, welcome to McDonald's. Can I take your order?" The rather exhausted sounding woman said from the speaker.

"Hi, can I get a number two with a sprite, a number five with a coke, an egg mcmuffin meal with uhm, a caramel macchiato, and a ten piece nugget meal with a coke." Janus told her. "What does Virgil want?"

"What's a happy meal?" Virgil asked after scanning the menu.

"I'm getting a happy meal." Remus said.

"I-I'll just get that." Virgil said. "With the nuggets."

"Okay, and two happy meals please, one with a burger and one with six nuggets." Janus said.

"Alright and what drinks do you want for those happy meals?"

"Uhh, a chocolate milk and a coke." Janus answered.

"Okay and would you like a girl toy or a boy toy?"

"Ma'am I've already got a boy toy." Janus said without thinking.

"That's nice sir but it doesn't answer my question." She replied.

"Yeah uh-" Janus looked away. "It doesn't matter just put whatever toy."

"Alright. Is that all?" She asked, as monotone as ever.

"Yup."

"Okay, pull up to the next window to pay." She said.

Janus rolled up his window and started to move the car again.

"Happy meals come with toys?" Virgil asked Patton.

"Yep!" Patton smiled cheerily.

Soon the food had been given to Janus and he'd pulled into a parking spot to distribute it. Virgil was almost giddy when Logan handed him his Happy Meal.

"Virge what'd you get?" Remus asked. "I got a Mickey in a spaceship!"

"Hmm," Virgil pulled out the toy first. "Pat what is this?"

"That's Minnie Mouse in a pirate ship." Patton answered, taking a bite out of his chicken sandwich.

"I got Minnie Mouse in a pirate ship!" Virgil told Remus.

"Hell yeah." Remus snickered.

. . .

One thing that Emile and Remy had introduced Virgil to was Tumblr. And in being friends with Remus Virgil was also introduced to the extremities of punk fashion that Remus was particularly fond of. As Virgil scrolled through his dashboard he kept seeing posts made by one of the designers who Remus had made him follow. Her work was impressive to say the least. Often she was her own model for the clothes she made, but she had a shop where she sold a few different items. When Virgil came across yet another post of hers, he decided he should ask Remus a question that had been bugging him for a bit.

"Hey Remus," Virgil turned to the taller boy as he got back in the car after they'd made a stop at a gas station. "Why do a lot of gay people dress all crazy and dye their hair and stuff?"

"Hmm," Remus stopped, looking back at Virgil. "Well, I guess, being queer here is-uhm-it kind of makes you an outcast. No matter how well you try to fit in, no matter how accepting the people around you are, you're still not normal. You're not like the other people around you and that can be really scary. But, the thing is once you've embraced who you are, once you've really accepted that you're just not like other people, and you aren't going to be and that's okay, I think at that point a lot of queer people will think 'if I'm already an outcast, why be a boring one?'. Ya know?"

"Yeah." Virgil smiled a bit at that. "Is that why you dyed your hair like that?"

Remus looked up at his practically grey-white bangs. "Haha, no, actually I dyed my hair like this because of a deal Janus and I made."

"What deal?"

"Well, you know how Janus has like patches of skin that are pale? Well that's called vitiligo. And Janus has been covering his up for a while because of this bitch that goes to our school. Because he wanted to fit in. And see, the vitiligo that he has gives him this white streak in his hair. Janus has been dying that to his natural color but I told him that I was gonna dye my hair black so we could be matching, and he told me about his white hair, so instead, I dyed mine like this and now people know we basically belong to each other." Remus stated.

"So that's why Janus has those white roots." Virgil realized. "You know that was really well said. I didn't expect that from you."

"Well when you don't have a therapist to talk to about your issues for most of your life, that sorta means you start talking to yourself." Remus shrugged. "Also sometimes people just like fun colors and there's really nothing to it. You wanna dye your hair then?"

"Maybe." Virgil shrugged.

. . .

Before the later afternoon hours set in, the group rearranged themselves. Roman was driving now, and Janus sat beside him, helping direct him. Virgil and Remus sat beside each other in the middle, Both exchanging and reading fanfiction with each other. Patton and Logan sat in the back, awkwardly sitting beside each other. Though Virgil wasn't entirely sure why they were so awkward, as far as Remus had told him, if you like someone you say it and you either date them or you don't. There was nothing more to it. Sure fanfiction added lot's of nuance, but Virgil supposed that was just for tension. Surely no one acted like that in real life.

Virgil was humming along to one of the songs on Janus' playlist. He didn't understand every lyric, but he did like how it sounded.

"Remus what in the world are you laughing about?!" Roman angrily asked. Virgil pressed the button on his headphones that turned off the noise cancellation, but didn't pause the music.

"You're gonna regret asking." Janus 'tsked.

"Fanfiction about us." Remus answered with a smirk.

"Ewww!" Roman gagged.

"Remus why?" Patton groaned.

"Thomas told us to never do that." Logan reprimanded.

"What, it's funny!" Remus laughed. "C'mon, you're not the least bit curious about our fandom?"

"No I'm really not." Patton sighed.

"So you don't want to hear about how you and Logan happen to be the most popular ship?" Remus teased.

"Okay I'm officially curious." Virgil paused his music and turned to Remus. "You guys have a like, actual fandom?"

"Yeah and they're low-key insane." Remus snickered. "I love it."

"How are they insane?" Logan asked. "Why am I engaging in this?"

"Well uhh, they're like the horniest bitches ever!" Remus laughed. "I mean the art is something, but the fanfiction, wow!"

"Can we not talk about this?" Patton pleaded.

"Also there's like two sides of that fandom that freaking hate each other!" Remus said. "And it's all because of you baby."

"Me?" Virgil asked. "Why me?"

"Well half of them think 'Virgilius' is hot as shit, and half of them hate people that think that because ya know," Remus looked back down. "You're kind of a war criminal."

"Right." Virgil nodded, turning away.

"Please stop Remus." Patton ordered more than asked.

"Ugh fine." Remus pouted. "Coward."

It got really quiet, really fast.

"What did you just call me?" Patton asked menacingly.

"I called you. A. Coward." Remus said back, like he was challenging Patton.

"I am not a coward!" Patton argued. Virgil really wasn't sure why this had touched a nerve.

"Oh yeah? Prove it." Remus smiled.

"Alright," Patton summoned his bow. "Let's go right now, pull the car over."

"Whoa whoa." Logan shook his hands.

"Okay maybe you guys should stop." Janus tried.

"Should I actually pull over?" Roman looked to Janus for a second before turning back to the road. "I mean I would love to see Remus get destroyed by Patton."

"Absolutely not, no fighting is going to happen." Logan said firmly.

Patton let his bow dissipate with an annoyed look at Logan.

"Here Pat," Remus tapped some things on his phone and turned around, offering it to Patton. "Read this, outloud. Prove you're not a coward."

"Fine." Patton huffed, taking the phone. He scanned it quickly before rolling his eyes and starting. "Pink was finally able to catch his breath. Another battle won, another day saved. The other Power Rangers were saying their goodbyes, heading home to nurse their wounds. Though even through all this violence Pink could still only think of one thing. The promise that Blue had made him."

"What promise?" Virgil asked.

"Shh shh, it's a multi-chapter fic so it was covered earlier but that's not important right now." Virgil didn't enjoy the look on Remus' face.

"Blue walked over to Pink, the ranger couldn't see his face but he knew Blue was filled with worry for him. Stupid shoulder, Pink thought as said appendage ached. 'Are you okay?' Blue asked, helping Pink up and to his car. 'I am.' Pink replied. The two were quiet after that. It was typical for the two to ride home with each other, but never enter each other's apartment. Pink never knew why. The unspoken pact of it all only made this time stand out. Something about the set of Blue's jaw as he took off his helmet, the softness in his eyes as he stared back at Pink, it was all different. Pink knew something was going to happen, he just wasn't sure what part of that promise would be fulfilled."

"Okay Remus I think you can stop before Patton is permanently scarred." Janus said.

"As Blue pulled the car up in front of the apartment building Pink smiled. 'Do you wanna come inside?' He asked. 'Sure.' Blue said back. He turned off the car and the two started making their way upstairs. Pink talked absently about the fight and about how he could improve by the next battle. Blue listened intently, though he never liked how Pink downplayed his usefulness. It had become a habit for Pink to degrade himself and Blue wasn't a fan. 'Pink, please, you're the best fighter on our team. You're wonderful, don't ever say otherwise.' Blue told him. Pink hesitated, Blue watched as his face flushed. He couldn't help but think that reaction was a little much considering it was just a simple compliment. Then again perhaps-mmm no." Patton stopped reading, taking a quick breath and looking away.

"Keep reading Patton." Remus teased.

"Then again," Patton stalled swallowing before continuing on. "perhaps Pink liked the praise. Perhaps he wanted to hear it more. Blue decided then that he was more than happy to oblige. He just had to figure out how to get Pink to say it."

"Wow." Roman sighed.

"Oh boy." Janus laughed.

Virgil turned around, Patton's face was thoroughly rad as he looked everywhere except at Logan. Said Blue Ranger had his hands raised up to his mouth and was shaking his head in disdain.

"C'mon Pat, I thought you weren't a coward." Remus said condescendingly. "Read on."

Patton's face hardened, he looked back at the phone. Virgil almost wanted to laugh. "They reached the Pink Ranger's apartment, Pink unlocking it swiftly and welcoming his fellow Ranger inside. 'Here, have some water.' Pink offered, going over to the sink and filling two cups with the clear liquid. When he turned around he was surprised to see the Blue Ranger so close to him. Pink put the cups down, Blue's face inching closer to his. He could hear Blue's breathing, and prayed for his heartbeat to stop pounding in his ears. 'Tell me to stop and I will.' Blue whispered. Pink didn't say anything. He knew what he-"

Virgil watched as Patton shut his mouth, eyes scanning the phone quickly before shoving it back to Remus. "I don't have to prove anything to you!!" Patton yelped.

Remus cackled evilly. Taking the phone back and continued to let out howling laughs.

"Remus that was cruel." Janus chided, though his amused smile said otherwise. "Send me that." He whispered.

Remus nodded quickly and started tapping at his phone yet again.

"Patton?" Logan asked.

Virgil turned around to see Patton burying himself in his cardigan.

"Nope." Patton said. "Just-just . . . no."

. . .

It was night now. The gang had rearranged themselves yet again, Roman elected he would remain in the driver's seat for a while since Patton and Janus needed sleep, and Logan and Remus weren't allowed to even touch the dashboard. Virgil sat in the passenger seat, though they found they didn't quite see why everyone fought over it so much. Patton and Janus were asleep behind them and Logan and Remus had both crashed hard in the back. Virgil had thought it would all be smooth driving considering the first few hours were great, but of course some dipshits on the highway did something stupid and now traffic was practically at a stand-still.

Virgil didn't get much sleep though they'd have really liked to. The red lights in front of them and the yellow-white lights behind them really weren't comforting though. And no matter how hard they tried, the leather of the seat just never allowed Virgil to get into a comfortable sleeping position. With nothing working in Virgil's favor they opted to just stay awake until exhaustion completely overtook them. Sadly their headphones had died and were being charged, but that meant they couldn't listen to the music they'd prepared, so they were left with the radio stations that Roman flipped through impatiently and the incessant drumming of Roman's fingers on the wheel.

That is until they heard a pounding sound beside them and looked up from their phone, confused. In the car on Virgil's right a girl was apparently trying to get their attention. She must have noticed Virgil was looking back at her because she got this super wide grin on her face. The girl started pointing at them and then she flapped her hand forward limply before shrugging. She did it again, only making a question mark in the air this time. Virgil had no idea what in the world she was asking, but figured they should indulge her.

"Hey Red?" Virgil turned to Roman. They didn't really want to ask him but he was the only one who was awake. "What does this mean?" They flopped their hand forward like the girl had.

"Uh," Roman watched, he didn't seem all too happy about having to talk to Virgil. "That usually means that someone is gay."

"How?" Virgil asked. "Nevermind, whatever."

Virgil turned back to the girl and nodded fervently before flopping their hand forward and giving a thumbs up. She smiled even wider and gave a little triumphant fist pump before putting up one finger-Virgil assumed from previous interactions with Logan that this meant 'wait'-and turned to her friend. Soon she held up a sign that asked 'Do you listen to Girl In Red?'. Virgil sighed, they'd have to ask Roman about this one too.

"What's a 'girl in red'? And how do you listen to her?" Virgil asked, refusing to look Roman in the eye.

"Uhh she's like a lesbian song writer and singer." Roman said. "Usually if someone's asking if you listen to Girl In Red they're asking if you're a lesbian."

"Oh." Virgil thought a bit. They gave the girl in the car a waiting finger. "So what's the genderfluid equivalent to Girl in Red?"

"Huh." Roman pulled his lips into a thin grimace. "I mean I'm not sure but I know the band Mother Mother is like a nonbinary thing."

Virgil nodded before turning around and grabbing Remus' drawing notebook. They mentally apologized to Remus before tearing a page out and grabbing a sharpie from Remus' pouch of utensils. They wrote in large letters 'No, Mother Mother'. They knew their handwriting wasn't anything good, considering they almost never wrote anything in english, but she apparently got the memo when she gave Virgil a nod. The girl stalled for a second to talk to her friend before pointing to Virgil again with a questioning look. Then a song started playing loudly from the car.

"Hey Red?"

Roman mumbled something under his breath before sighing. "Yea?"

"What's this song mean?" Virgil hummed the part of the song that the girl had played for them.

"That's Everybody Talks. It's like some pansexual anthem or something. You know, what pansexual is right?"

"Yes." Virgil said sharply.

They turned to the girl again and shrugged a little before nodding. She pumped her fist again before yelling something at her friend who laughed and handed her another piece of paper.

'My number: ***-***-**** text me! ;) <3'

Virgil's eyes widened. A new friend, they thought happily. Virgil looked down at their phone and started pressing buttons before finally remembering how to put in the phone number.

Me:

hi I'm Virgil

From: ***-***-****:

Sup Virgil. Cute name. I'm Alice.

. . .

"Hey Pat, what are you doing?" Virgil asked.

Patton and Janus had woken up and Janus got back into the driver's seat for a little while before Patton would finish their trip. Virgil sat behind Patton and had been watching him type on his phone faster than Virgil could even comprehend for the past twenty minutes. Finally deciding to ask about it once they crossed the New York border.

"Oh, I'm just doing some diary keeping." Patton answered.

"But, I thought you wrote in a diary." Virgil mumbled.

"Well sure, traditionally I guess. But I don't really have the time or the handwriting to keep a paper diary." Patton joked. "So I just use this note taking app to write everything down."

"Huh." Virgil nodded.

"Do you want to try?" Patton asked excitedly.

"What?"

"Keeping a diary can be really fun! And also therapeutic. I started keeping a diary because my therapist when I was ten recommended it. I still do it now because it makes me feel good about the day. Even if my day didn't go so well." Patton told Virgil. "You can join me."

"I don't know." Virgil shrugged. "Diaries don't really seem like my thing."

"Hmm." Patton got a look on his face. "Oh! You liked reading fanfiction right? Have you ever wanted to read a specific fanfiction. Like you have a concept in your head and you want to read about the characters doing it. And you want it to be multiple chapters or just one chapter and you want it to have good grammar?"

"Yeah." Virgil admitted.

"Well, have you ever thought about writing it?" Patton asked. "You can write it yourself! And you can post it online so others can read it too! You want it to happen, why not make it happen yourself."

"I don't know Pat," Virgil said. "I mean that sounds hard."

"Sure it can be." Patton nodded. "But just, try! You never know if you don't try. You might really like it. Plus this means you don't have to wait around for the chance to read exactly what you want, you can make it and then re-read it as many times as you want. You can improve on it and more. And you don't even have to write a story about characters already made! You can make your own world! You can make your own story with your own characters."

"I don't really have any of my own characters." Virgil shrugged.

"Well, the notes app that I use has this feature where you can add a character creation template and just fill out all these things about a character to get you started and keep you organized." Patton said. "Here, I'll add it to your phone."

Virgil handed Patton the phone and let him do what he had to.

"Alright, so, press this to create a new note, and you can keep your notes in notebooks to keep everything together. It's not the best app but it works okay." Patton turned around showing Virgil the screen so they knew what to do. "So to get that character creation template you just go onto a note and click this here, and it brings up all the templates, and you can just go down to the creative writing section and click any of these. This one is where you can fill out a thing about a character, this one is where you can flesh out your plot for your story, and-and this one can give you a basic lay out of your story. Like title and genre and setting and stuff."

"Uh-huh." Virgil tried to keep up with Patton's rambling explanations.

"Hey Pat, time to switch out maybe?" Janus asked. "We should be getting to the hotel at about three."

"Got it." Patton nodded. "Just pull off the highway at the next rest-stop and we'll grab a little pick-me-up and switch."

"Sounds great." Janus tried to suppress a yawn.

"Just try it out okay." Patton said to Virgil. "See what you can create. I'm sure it'll be amazing."

Virgil was handed the phone back as Janus pulled off of the highway. They looked at the note that Patton had made.

Character creation template:

Full name -

Virgil stared at the screen for a second. What on Earth could they make a story about? They don't have any clue what kind of story they want to tell. They have no idea what they could possibly create.

Character creation template:

Full name - Astro

. . .

The stalling of the car was what woke Virgil up. They were honestly surprised to find that they were waking up at all, they supposed that exhaustion finally caught up to them. Virgil yawned and blinked the sleep away readjusting. Virgil felt something soft and in their arms. Oh yeah, they smiled, feeling the purple felt. Not too fluffy, not too scratchy, Bev. Virgil's stuffed animal that Remy had gotten them for Hanukkah was a purple thing called a dinosaur. Virgil had absolutely no idea what the hell a dinosaur was but if they were anything like their stuffed animal they figured they would make a great pet. Afterall, Virgil's therapist said they should be on the lookout for any possible therapy pets.

Virgil had absolutely no idea why but the urge to bite down on Bev's horn thing. So they did. Something about it was so unbelievably satisfying. Then Virgil looked up. The Rangers all had the same face as they stared at him. Even Roman! Virgil had no clue what kind of look they were all giving them, but it was well, kind of freaking Virgil out.

"Sorry!" Patton squeaked before turning around in his seat and getting out. The others all said something similar and hurried out of the van. Leaving Virgil alone in their confusion.

When Virgil gathered all their things and got out the others had practically unloaded everything already. It was dark and so incredibly cold. Virgil went over and grabbed the handle of their suitcase, ready to rush inside the warm looking hotel.

"So Thomas said we should just head inside and get checked in. Renette will come get us in the morning to talk to us about what exactly we're gonna be doing." Roman said.

"Sounds good to me." Remus yawned.

"I'm so ready to sleep." Janus said, shivering.

Virgil copied Janus' shivering and held Bev a little closer to their body.

"Hey," Logan got Virgil's attention, he held out a blanket. "Here, you must be freezing."

Virgil gave a smile, though the cold had already made the muscles in their face feel frozen.

"We should have told you to dress a little warmer. New York is really cold during this time." Logan stated.

"Thanks." Virgil let Logan wrap them in the blanket, their own hands being too preoccupied.

"Where'd you get the stuffed animal?" Logan asked, starting to walk with Virgil inside the hotel. Virgil hesitated just a bit to answer once he saw Patton's absolutely love-struck stare at Logan. Virgil assumed it was love-struck. They didn't know how else to describe it. It was that look that Patton got whenever he talked about Logan while they were up on the ship together, only this time it was like ten-fold.

"I got it from Remy for Hanukkah." Virgil said. "He said it's something called a dinosaur. I named her Bev. Hey, do you know where I can get a real life dinosaur?"

"A real life one?" Logan asked. "Uhh, sorry Virge but dinosaurs don't really exist anymore. And if they did, they wouldn't look like that. At least they most likely wouldn't."

"What?" Even to Virgil their voice sounded hurt.

"Yeah, they all existed millions of years ago." Logan told them, though now he seemed a little hesitant to. "They're extinct now."

"Oh." Virgil sighed.

"You know, there's a museum not far from here. Maybe we can go there. If we have time." Logan started. "They have numerous exhibits about dinosaurs. You could learn all about them."

"That sounds cool." Virgil figured. They were finally inside the building, the rush of warmth caught them by surprise. "Also uhm, is Nightvale a real place?"

"No, sadly Nightvale isn't a real town." Logan laughed a bit, wiping the fog out of his glasses.

Virgl sighed. So what was real?

"C'mon, the check in desk is over here." Logan gestured for Virgil to follow him. Virgil appreciated it. "Oh by the way, what pronouns should we use for you?"

"They/them." Virgil said. This was becoming a bit of a habit for Logan to ask and Virgil liked it. "I kinda wish there was a way for you guys to know without me telling you."

Roman and the others were right behind them and Roman had elected himself to check them all in.

"Well, you can get pronoun pins." Logan suggested. "Just little pins that have your pronouns on them and you can switch them out as you need. Or you can get bracelets that represent pronouns with colors. My sister's friend Lev uses the color of their shoelaces to tell people what his pronouns are. Black for he/him and purple for she/her."

"Huh." Virgil thought about that.

"Hey Pepper." Roman greeted the woman at the desk. Virgil listened in.

"Hello Mr. Reeves."

"Please call me Roman. I don't want to sound like my dad." Roman sighed. "Anyway, were you able to uh-do what I asked?"

"I was." She nodded. "Here are your keys to the three rooms."

"Thank you so much Pepper I really appreciate it." Roman said with a smile.

"Of course. And I've notified the rest of the rest of the staff that will be working during your stay." Pepper told him.

"You're seriously the best." Roman told her. "Alright everyone, I got the keys."

Roman joined the rest of the group and everyone gathered around.

"So this room is Patton and Logan's," Roman started, shoving two keys to Patton who took them in surprise.

"Whoa wait." Logan stopped. "Pat and I are staying in the same room?"

"Yeah I thought you two would stay in the same room." Patton said, pointing to Roman and Logan. "You are best friends."

"Well yeah but we've had a million sleepovers and I'm sick of his snoring." Roman waved it off.

"Okay well if that's the case." Patton sighed, "Then you're staying in the same room as Remus."

"What?!" Both the twins looked at Patton incredulously.

"I don't snore." Logan said under his breath.

"Well you and Virgil are weirdly mad at each other," Patton explained. "And I don't want Remus and Virgil alone in the same room. So Virgil and Janus will stay in the same room and you two will stay in the same room."

"Absolutely not." Roman argued.

"I'm not staying in the same room as this ass-wait why can't Virgil and I bunk together?"

"Remus you're a terrible influence." Patton sighed.

"It's true, you've tried to get Virgil to smoke weed like twice now." Janus stated. "Even I think that would be a bad idea."

Remus crossed his arms and pouted a bit.

"Well I guess you and I can stay in the same room," Patton suggested. "And Logan and Virgil can stay in the same room."

"No no, it's fine. I'll stay in the same room as Virgil." Roman grunted.

Everyone looked surprised at this but no one said anything until Patton broke the silence.

"Alright then it's settled then. Logan and I in one room, Roman and Virgil in another, and Remus and Janus in the last one."

"I don't want to be in the room next to Remus and Janus." Logan raised his hand a bit and said.

"Why no-" Virgil stopped. "I don't either!"

"Here," Roman gave Janus and Remus their two keys. "Remus isn't allowed to touch them."

"Agreed." Janus smiled up at his boyfriend.

Roman held on to his and Virgil's room keys and the group all made their way to the elevators. Finally reaching their floor the group split off to go to their rooms. Virgil and Roman didn't wait to get inside and dump their luggage wherever laying down in the two full sized beds. Virgil collapsed on the covers, not even wanting to move under what they knew would be warm blankets. It didn't matter. All that did was the absolute relief of being able to lay down comfortably.

Sadly however, sleep didn't come as quickly as Virgil wanted. They just laid their, shifting around over and over before sitting up, frustrated that nothing ever felt right enough to sleep like.

"Ugh." Virgil grumbled sitting up once again.

"What's wrong?" Roman asked groggily.

"Nothing." Virgil sighed. Stop being stupid! They scolded themself.

Virgil got up from the bed. Bev tucked under their arm. They stared at the bed angrily for a few seconds before realizing how nice the carpeting felt. Virgil figured why not and grabbed one of the better feeling pillows. Wrapping up in the blanket that Logan had given them.

"Virgil," Roman sounded annoyed. "Why are you on the floor?"

"F off." Virgil answered. So they weren't the most eloquent. Oh well. "Uh, hey Roman, what did you do anyway?"

"What are you talking about?" Roman asked, he sounded really annoyed now. That made Virgil a little smug.

"Well you really wanted Patton and Logan to get that room. And you were talking to that woman all secretive and stuff and she mentioned talking to the other staff people so." Virgil tried to convey what they were thinking.

"Oh, haha yeah," Virgil could hear Roman shift in the bed. "So, you know that 'share a bed' trope in fanfiction? I kinda did that to them."

"Wha-" Virgil thought about that. "How?"

"Well, I just called the hotel and got on the phone with Renette's contact here and asked her to make one of our rooms a single-bed and sent her pictures of Patton and Logan so that if they asked about switching the room to a double-bed the staff could tell them that there weren't any." Roman laughed.

"Oh dear gods." Virgil snickered.

"I tipped her like fifty bucks for it too."

"That's a pretty big brained idea right there." Virgil said. "Well-played."

"Shut up." Roman groaned. "Go to sleep."

Virgil smiled. "No, I don't think I will."