"I can't believe you've been keeping this from me!" Patton couldn't hide the waver in his voice as he tried to hide how hurt he truly felt. "You know how much I wanted this so why did you lied to me?"

"I did not lie!" Rolling his eyes, Logan shook his head as he spoke. "You never asked."

"Withholding information is a lie of omission, Logan!" Patton stomped a bit closer as Logan seemed uncomfortable as he was called out. "You knew I wanted it more than anything! Why would you keep it from me?"

"We are not ready for the responsibility-"

"I can handle it!"

"We are not getting a dog!" Patton opened his mouth but didn't get a word out before Logan cut him off once more. "Or a cat, you are allergic! Yes, the lease says we can have a pet but we are still settling in! We are not home enough or financially stable enough to handle a dog."

"Puppies, Logan!" Patton sounded defeated, knowing Logan made complete sense in his argument. "They need a home! And!" Patton perked up and smiled at a thought. "I can just leave Two here to watch after it every day! There, problem solved!"

Logan's shoulders tensed up more and he turned away. "Patton, making copies drains you, you can't do it every day or you'll be too tired to do anything after a week." He looked back to catch Patton's face falling, the smile washing away. "Perhaps we can talk to the others about it but I don't see it being feasible for us right now."

"Is that a maybe?" Logan knew he would regret it but he nodded his head a bit as his boyfriend perked right back up. "Oh yay! Thank you! It'll be great, we can raise it together and it can be like our child!"

"No!" Logan's shout was a surprise to both of them, but he refused to back down from his answer. "No. I said it wouldn't be possible right now. No pets."

"B-but you just said-"

"Well, now I'm saying no!" Logan turned and quickly headed for the door. "I have to go to work."

"Wait!" Logan hesitated with his hand resting on the doorknob. "You said you had the day off! We were going to have a date night!"

Squeezing the knob, Logan threw the door open quickly. "When I return back we can discuss this. I am needed at the bakery for a little bit."

Patton watched the door softly shut and wrapped his arms around himself, replaying their discussion over in his head again and again. Logan's behavior changed suddenly, but Patton couldn't quite figure out why. He marched halfway to the door before stopping, deciding against chasing after Logan. A little bit of time was all he should need to cool off from whatever made him snap.

"Patton?" Turning around, Patton spotted Virgil standing in the doorway, eyeing the door warily. "You okay?"

"Yeah, of course, I am!" Virgil seemed to huff and Patton didn't bother with a smile as he sighed. "I don't know, something is bothering Logan. I've been trying to get him to talk to me about his feelings but it feels like he's starting to close himself off again." Rubbing a spot in the center of his chest, Patton closed his eyes. "I can't get a good feeling on him lately. He's been all over the place."

Virgil walked up and placed a hand on Patton's shoulder, getting his attention. "I'll go talk to him for you, Pat. Don't worry."

Virgil immediately headed for the front door and ran out, chasing after his moody roommate. He looked both ways down the sidewalk and noticed him standing at the bus stop just at the end of the block. He walked to the end of the street and looked both ways before jogging up to the bus stop. Logan was standing underneath the protective overhang above the bench, doing his best to look away from the sound of footsteps that were approaching.

"Hey." Logan quickly looked up in surprise to Virgil who tucked his hands into his hoodie pockets. "You okay? It's not like you to snap like that."

"I did not snap. I merely had prior engagements." Logan crossed his arms over his chest and stared into the street at passing cars.

Virgil almost laughed as he shook his head, standing next to Logan and looking out at the traffic with him. "Your so-called prior engagements were with Patton before you suddenly snapped. You're wound up tight, Lo. You need to talk about what you're feeling before you royally screw something up." He looked over at the other who refused to make eye contact. "Patton's gonna start thinking he did something wrong. Heck, he probably already does with the way I heard that conversation end. You need to tell him what happened. Or at least tell someone before something so stupid does more damage."

Logan pulled his arms in closer, hugging himself as he finally looked over at Virgil. Their eyes met briefly before Logan turned away, his shoulders falling as he let out a big sigh. "Fine. It's stupid, it doesn't make any sense for me to feel like this."

Virgil reached out and patted Logan on the back as he smiled. "Emotions aren't stupid. They make no sense and are impossible to completely understand but if something is making you feel weird you need to figure out why and work on it."

Logan glared out at the street before closing his eyes and nodding his head. "Okay, fine. If you're so sure it will help." He slowly inhaled deeply through his nose before releasing it, the tension from his chest lightening a bit. "It took me months to recognize and admit my feelings for Patton." His cheeks flared up red as he glared back out at the street. "It seems that in a matter of weeks, Patton is returning these feelings. Ones that took me forever took him no time at all. Am..." Logan licked his lips and looked up at Virgil, eyes wide with fear. "Am I wrong about what I feel? What if it's not real? What if I'm mistaking my feelings for something else, something lesser. I don't want to hurt Patton like this."

"Dude, what are you talking about?" Virgil turned and faced Logan, confusion written all over his face. "You have real feelings for Patton, any moron can see that. Just because his feelings formed differently than yours doesn't invalidate what you're feeling. You're worrying over nothing. Where did you even get that idea?"

Logan went to speak, gathering his thoughts as his jaw silently moved. "Patton... suggested getting a pet. He made a comparison to raising it like a child together, and I suppose..."

"Really?" Virgil shook his head and watched Logan fall completely silent. "That's fine to freak out over comments like that, but this is Patton! He makes comments like that all the time. Besides, you're dating. You should talk to him about these things, not turn and run. What's gotten into you lately?"

"Nothing." Logan knew the words fell flat, Virgil not believing him as he tried to drop the discussion. "Just a bit is all going on at once, perhaps all these changes are getting to me more than I had realized."

"You mean with work and the move? Buddy, we've been living there for a while now. This isn't something new. What's going on?"

Logan saw the bus coming up the street and shifted uncomfortably before turning to Virgil. "Promise not to tell anyone? It's something I think I need to share personally."

The bus pulled up and hissed, lowering to the ground enough for them to get on. Logan turned and walked on before Virgil shot a hand out and grabbed his wrist. "Fine, but I didn't bring anything with me. You're paying for my ride, L."

"L? I assume that it is short for Logan?"

"No, it's short for Lawliet." Logan turned from stepping onto the bus and raised a concerned eyebrow. "Don't worry about it, just get on the bus."

---

Patton had been watching Logan and Virgil from the sidewalk in front of the porch. As he saw them board the bus, couldn't help but feel almost helpless. As it pulled away from the curb, Patton turned and marched back into the apartment and closed the door behind him before falling back and leaning on it. He debated texting Logan that it was fine, he didn't need a pet! It wasn't worth arguing over, but that didn't feel like the real reason the other had snapped.

Patton tried ignoring the heavy ball of dread in his chest as he replayed the argument over and over again. It was such a small thing, nothing for him to stress over too much, but it was his first argument with Logan. It was over puppies! What bad thing could happen with puppies?!

The apartment was quiet with him being the only one home. He thought about texting Roman who had left for the theater earlier. Pulling out his phone, Patton pulled up his messages and hesitated as he looked down the list of names.

He tapped away and pulled up a different contact before holding the phone to his ear while it rang. He had started mentally preparing what type of message he would leave before there was a soft click and the ringing stopped.

"Hello?"

Patton smiled and walked into the apartment to pace around while he talked. "Hey, Thomas! It's Patton."

"Hey, Patton!" There was another voice in the background that got cut off before he heard Thomas say something. There was a ruffling sound before it grew quiet for a moment. "Joan also says hi."

Patton chuckled a bit and began circling the kitchen before turning back to the living room. "Hi, Joan!"

"So, what's up?"

"Oh, nothing! Just wanted to call and say hi!" The line went quiet and Patton pulled the phone away to make sure they still were connected. "Thomas?"

"Is this about Logan?" Patton froze his pacing and looked around the empty apartment to make sure he was truly alone. "He's been acting strangely."

"Y-yeah. You've noticed?" Patton brought his other hand up and held the phone before turning to the couch and sitting down. "Has he said anything to you?"

"Yeah, I mean. He's been really encouraging me to learn to use my powers." Patton frowned and tried to recall any situation where Logan had mentioned Thomas recently. There wasn't much, he had mentioned texting him in passing comments but nothing like that. "After our discovery, it was fine, but then the other day he just started texting me all these ideas he suddenly had, it was kind of weird. Did anything happen?"

"I'm starting to think so. He's been quiet lately. More, I don't know... More stressed? I don't know about anything happening, but I have a feeling he's just not telling me something."

"Well, calm down and start at the beginning."

---

Roman returned home from work with a spring in his step, eagerly rushing through the door and kicking off his shoes rather quickly before marching toward his room. He shut the door and quickly rushed to his closet, throwing it open and smiling at his costume that sat inside, waiting for him.

"Hello, beautiful. Did you miss me?" He reached up and unbuttoned his shirt, leaving it open and exposing the white tank underneath. "Just a quick dinner and Virgil and I are off into the night!"

Roman jumped suddenly at the loud clanging sound of metal banging around. He raced out of his room and to the kitchen where he found Patton quickly picking up pots and pans that fell out of the cabinet, muttering to himself. "What's going on, pops and pans?"

Patton looked up and smiled, or at least tried to. Roman thought it looked more like a grimace than a regular Patton smile. "Oh, hey Roman! Just being clumsy as usual." He turned and started stacking everything back into the cabinet they had fallen out of. "Any recommendations for dinner?"

"I dunno, something easy. Like macaroni and cheese." Roman kneeled down and carefully placed his hand on Patton's back. "How was your day with Logan?"

"Oh, he had to go to work suddenly and ran off!" Patton kept his tone light but refused to turn around. "I haven't seen him since."

"So you've been home with Virgil all day?"

Patton froze and turned and smiled at Roman. "Ah, no. He ran after Logan when he left."

Roman decided to feign innocence and blinked at Patton. "Oh! Had he forgotten something here?"

"Ah," Patton cleared his throat and turned back to the cabinet. "Not really, he just-" Roman reached over to Patton's arm and placed his hand on it. He pushed it down and Patton's arm lowered, placing the pan onto the ground as he did. "No. He hadn't forgotten anything."

"Seems like he forgot about your date." Patton shook his head but didn't turn or elaborate. "What happened?"

"We, uh... we got into a fight. He ran out the door saying he had to work and Virgil followed him. It's been a few hours but I hadn't heard from them."

"So... You're sitting on the floor organizing our pots and pans?" Roman stood up slowly, pulling Patton up with him. "Pat, where's your phone?"

Biting his lip, Patton slowly walked over to the countertop where his phone resided. He turned and handed it to Roman who carefully took it and looked down at it. "Here you go."

Roman opened his mouth to speak before he froze, eyes glued to the phone. "Why do you have several missed calls from your mother?"

"Oh, well, funny story about that! Ha ha, you see, she visited me at work yesterday and..." Patton looked up at Roman, forcing his awkward smile on his face once more. Roman frowned and watched Patton, upset at his behavior. "I told her I went to a Prince Charging meeting once and she got really upset. She said it wasn't safe for me to get mixed up in things like that. We got in a small disagreement and she's been trying to talk to me since."

Roman watched Patton shift around uncomfortably as he gripped onto his friend's phone tighter. "Patton..." When his roommate looked up, it was almost as if he was staring at a little kid who knew they had done something wrong and just had gotten caught. "Why didn't you say anything?" Patton didn't answer anything more than a shrug as he looked away ashamed. "Buddy, first off, we're going to talk to Logan. Then we're all going to talk about what your mother said to upset you. But first," Roman handed Patton his phone, placing it in his hands and holding it tight. "Call your boyfriend, Patton. I'll go call Virgil."

As soon as Roman let go, Patton felt like his phone had become heavier as it weighed down his hand. He stared at it for a moment before tapping away, pulling up Logan's contact information. He hesitated before pressing the green button and closing his eyes, listening in wait for the ringing. He waited, slowly holding the phone up as it rang again and again. Then, it stopped and he heard Logan's voicemail answering back at him. With a sigh of defeat, he ended the call without leaving a message and turning to find Roman.

He tapped his foot impatiently before groaning and hanging up angrily, mumbling about the dramatics of having a flip phone over a smartphone and how he missed it. He turned and saw Patton, knowing the other hadn't gotten anyone yet either. "I'll get into costume and go looking. If he hears I'm out without him, he'll come find me to chew my ear off." Roman smirked and tried perking himself up more. "Call the bakery and go get something for dinner. It's early enough, they may still just come home."

---

"Are you sure turning it off is a good idea, Virgil?"

The man in the hoodie sighed and pulled out his own phone. "Here. I'll turn mine off as well, ok? You're too distracted by it. We'll turn them back on when you have an answer. Staring at it and waiting for it to do something isn't going to help."

Logan conceded and shut off his phone, watching Virgil hold down the power button on his own. "So, you're saying about Thomas? You think if you get him into training more, he can fix your parent's memories?" Logan nodded, staring at the blank screen of his phone. "Gotta say, kinda thought they died with the way you kinda almost never mentioned them."

"Last we really spoke, they were confused by my existence. I just don't understand why my auntie and uncle would hide that from me. They're my parents, Virgil." He looked up from his phone and stared out at the park from the bench they were sitting on. "I want to mend my relationship, but I don't feel it is earned unless I am able to fix everything."

"You can't fix everything, Logan. You certainly aren't helping by making things worse with Patton."

"I'm just..." Logan groaned and leaned forward on his knees, resting his head in his hands. "I'm feeling so much and they're all conflicting one another. I don't know what to feel."

Virgil hesitated before placing his hand on the other's back. "That's fine. Just take it one by one. What's the thing you can work on now?"

"Well, talking to Patton first off. Then I need to cut some of these things from my life so I can focus on what's important." Logan slowly sat up, looking at Virgil as he did. "This isn't going to be very pleasant, is it?"

"Just make sure you are positive of your decisions before you act. Then we can head on home. I'm sure Patton is worried."

---

While he hadn't expected to get much from calling the bakery to check in on Logan, Patton was disheartened to hear that Logan and Virgil had never even arrived there and they had no idea where they had gone. With their phones off, all Patton could do was sit and wait... that lasted all of five minutes before Patton grew stir crazy and decided to quickly run to the store to gather some things for dinner. It technically wasn't his turn but he couldn't just sit and wait around any longer.

Patton returned home with a bag in his hand and a smile on his face. Roman's idea of macaroni and cheese was a good one, but Patton needed something that could distract him a bit more. So, he figured he should go all out and make something special, boiling up some noodles and making mac and cheese from scratch. It will take far longer than he wanted, but he knew how to make a roux and it could feed the others plenty, no matter when they got home.

Turning the knob to the door, Patton froze in the doorway, staring across the living room. "Logan?"

The other was almost out of the room before he stopped in the doorway, his back facing the rest of the room. Slowly turning, he gripped the book he was holding closer as he almost glared over at Patton. "Patton. I hadn't expected you home so soon."

"I went to buy some stuff for dinner." He shut the door and watched Logan stare at him intensely. "You knew that. We were supposed to have date night, remember?"

"Ah." Logan wrinkled his nose and turned away. "One would have thought our argument this morning solved that issue."

"It was a silly argument." Patton placed the bag on the ground and took a few steps closer before stopping at the sight of Logan retreating back to his room. "I'm sorry, it wasn't worth fighting over. Just forget about it, okay?"

Logan watched him closely before shaking his head. "No, I think it was just a good peek into our future were we to stay together."

"What?" Patton's voice was soft and small. "Logan, that's..." Logan's expression never changed from the unamused glare he shot back. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that we're over, Patton."

---

Roman marched across the city without much luck before his phone finally started to vibrate. Usually, he didn't carry his personal phone on him but he knew Virgil would be upset if he went out patrolling and only had the burner phone that didn't take his calls half the time. He pulled it out and noticed the familiar name on the screen before answering. "So now you turn on your phone."

"I was trying to get Logan to stop being distracted and think about his feelings. It took everything I had, you're welcome. Where are you?"

Roman looked around for the nearest street sign. "I hope you got through to him. Patton was a mess when I saw him last. Speaking of, we should meet up and talk with him. I'm on the corner of--oh, ha!" Roman smirked as he read the signs. "I'm on the corner of Monarch and Crown. That's perfect."

"What are you doing over there? Wait. Don't tell me. You better not be running around right now without me, Princey!"

"Oh shush. I haven't even found anything yet. Wherever my pull is taking me is very out of the way. I'm sure you can get here in no time."

"I'm not gonna pop in there and I don't have much cash on me. I only have what Logan gave me, and that's not gonna get me across town five different ways."

"Don't worry about it! Just pop in, you got this. I believe in you."

Virgil snorted on the other end and Roman couldn't help but smile, imagining the face he made as he did so. "Thanks for the confidence. Just give me a few and I'll be right there. I need to figure out where exactly that is before I pop up in the wrong spot."

"I eagerly await your arrival."

When Roman hung up the phone, the itch of the pull tugged a bit, gaining his attention once more. He tucked the phone away carefully before continuing on, hoping that it was close by and Virgil would be there shortly.

---

Logan only got to his bedroom door before Patton came thundering down the hall, shoving his way past and blocking Logan's bedroom door. He threw his arms out and stared down the other, eyes glossy as he fought back tears. "We are not just ending things like that! We need to talk about this more!"

"What is there to talk about? I don't feel anything for you, Patton. Now, get out of my way."

"No!" In a quick flash of light, Two and Three popped out and each grabbed one of Logan's arms, pulling him away from his door. Patton stood tall in front of the doorway with a ready stance. "We are talking about this! Why are you breaking up with me over the fact I wanted a dog? You've been hiding something from me that's been stressing you out! Just talk to me, Logan, I'm going to find out either way!"

Logan scoffed and turned to the Pals with a sneer. "Let me go before I make you." His eyes started turning a soft gold before he ripped his arms away, marching back into the living room. "If this is how I will be treated in my own home, then I am leaving."

Two and Three raced to catch up, Patton close behind. Three managed to block the door while Two blocked the kitchen, leaving Patton taking care of the only other exit back to Logan's room.

"You will stop acting childish and talk to me!" Patton was desperate to get any other answer from the man in front of him. "I'm your boyfriend, talk to me, please."

"Not anymore, you're not." Logan turned to Three and bared his teeth. "Move. Now."

Three looked over at Patton who sighed in defeat before nodding. Three looked back in despair before slowly stepping out of the way and leaving the front door unguarded.

Before anyone else could move, the doorknob turned slowly and opened up, the room falling still at the sight of the newcomer as they glanced around the room.

"Patton," Logan questioned as he spoke slowly, staring into the apartment from the front door. "Who is that and why are they in our apartment?"

---

When Virgil finally pulled up a map on his phone and managed to figure out exactly where Roman was, he just had to duck into an alley and freeze time. Easy enough. He had done it plenty of times before. Heck, he did it on the first day of the new place and again to treat Roman but... but he had done it always with someone else there. He wasn't ever alone, tucked away and out of sight as to not get caught. He felt his mouth go dry and tried taking even breaths to calm himself down before he lost his cool. Was he calm enough? He couldn't be too panicked before he did this, bad things would happen. Oh gosh, why is the thought of panicking making him panic?!

It took a while before he was able to calm down and take the plunge, peeling away from time with that gentle nudge it gave him and staring back at his portal. He stopped as if waiting for something to happen but he was only met with the complete stillness and silence that frozen time left him. He smiled a bit before chuckling. Then Virgil was full on laughing, staring at his portal as if it was the answer to life. He did it! Nothing bad happened! He was alone and froze time and everything was okay.

Well, first he had to duck through the portal and take a look around. He was cautious, sticking his hand slowly in before walking through like he always had. He looked around and noticed a street sign and smiled.

"Roman?" He knew the other couldn't answer unless he unfroze time, but it was nice to call out to him as he looked around, hoping to spot the familiar flash of white and red. Frowning, he ducked away and started time once more before looking around. "Princey? You here?"

Virgil paced that block twice before pulling out his phone and dialing for Roman. "Come on, pick up, pick up..." He was met with an answer on the final ring and let out a sigh of relief. "Oh thank goodness. Roman, where are you?"

"Uh... About that... promise you won't get mad?"

---

Logan immediately shut the door behind him as his eyes glared up gold. "Who are you and what do you want from us?"

The Logan standing in the center of the room suddenly seemed a lot more panicked at the sight of the original. He looked around at all the Pattons in the room blocking every exit before he shut his eyes and vanished from sight.

"He's gone!" One of them cried out.

Logan shook his head, his eyes still shining brightly. "No, he's still here. I can tell." He slowly swept his eyes across the room and back up against the door. "I can't get a grip on what I can't see but I can hear your panicked thoughts. Reveal yourself! There's no use hiding any longer."

The room was quiet before he appeared again, grabbing Three who let out a yelp and tugged at the arms holding him in place. Suddenly, another fake Logan copy appeared in front of them, a smug and victorious smile on their face. "Now, let me go free or this one gets it."

"Three!" Patton and Two cried out at the same time.

Logan looked over at Patton, watching him quiver in fear as he thought through possible scenarios a mile a minute. Two looked just as worried as he did. He turned back toward the fakes and Three before holding up his hands. "We let this one in front go, then you let go of our Pal. Once he's safe, you can go."

The imposters seemed to debate it silently before Logan's eyes flared up once more. He stared down the one in front before blinking, eyes widening. "I can't read your thoughts." The two imposters jumped in unison as Logan flickered his eyes to the other. "No, I can't read their thoughts... because there's no one there. You can create false imagery!"

"Illusions?" Three had stopped struggling before and stared at the fake image in front of him. "So he doesn't even look like Logan!" Three stood up and stomped on the imposter's foot, grabbing his arm and swinging them around. They crashed through their illusion as they stumbled back into the center of the room.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry!" The imposter looked around at the three of them as their panic increased. "Just let me go and we can forget about this, right?!"

"Wait." Patton took a step forward, ignoring the worried look the real Logan had shot him. "I know you, don't I?"

"I doubt it." Patton watched the fake shift uncomfortably and turn away under his watchful gaze. "You wouldn't recognize me anyway. Illusions, remember?"

"You're him. You're Leslie's nephew. The one that lives with her just upstairs."

The Logan copy froze, looking at Patton speechless before closing his mouth. "She said... She told you about me?"

"Well, kind of. I recognized you from the other times we met too." Patton looked over at the real Logan and smiled. "You were pretending to be Logan before and came and took his journal. That's why it went missing. Then you came in as Roman to return it. I ran into you both times. I thought they felt a little off. They seemed so nervous which is really unlike either of them." Patton took a cautious step forward, smiling as the other didn't move. "You're the one she asked me about the other day. She was worried and had questions and wanted to be careful. I didn't even think of the possibility of you being just like us!" Patton stopped his advancement and smiled. "You have powers, wowie!"

"Wait, this is the other roommate that lives upstairs? The other footsteps we have been hearing?" Logan frowned, still tense and ready to attack. "What are they doing here? Explain yourself."

Patton ignored Logan's harsh tone as he smiled. "Your father kicked you out." Patton spared a glance to Logan, watching as he saw a spark of recognition pass his eyes. The faint glow from his eyes faded and Logan eased up a bit. "So your aunt took you in because you just graduated school and you don't know what to do. She doesn't know how to help so she came to me." Logan was still ready to move but not able to be so harsh in a situation he knew far too much.

"It's okay." Two smiled and stepped closer to Patton. "We won't hurt you, promise. Just introduce yourself." He reached forward and tapped Patton's shoulder, disappearing in a flash.

Three didn't move from his spot, the imposter standing between him and Patton. Leslie's nephew turned and looked at him and he simply smiled and waved. "A-and you'll let me go?"

"Well, you're holding onto something that isn't yours, kiddo. You've also stolen from us before. Maybe you can answer a few things before we let you go?"

"It's not as if I can't simply follow you upstairs." Logan countered. "If you read my journal then you know what we're capable of. It wouldn't be wise to get on my bad side any further."

The imposter seemed to stew and think, looking back and forth before looking down at the book in his hands. He sighed and nodded his head, his form melting away as he did.

Stood before them was a young man, scarf around his neck and a black beanie hat on his head. Half of his hair fell out almost in his face while the other seemed shaved from what Patton could tell. He looked up and frowned, tossing the book onto the ground and shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "The name's Clyde."

---

Roman's eyes fell onto the man his feet had pulled him to and it only seemed to befuddle him. The middle-aged man stood there looking bored, not a care in the world. He wasn't distressed or anything, why would he be drawn to him then? Was he planning on doing something bad?

He approached cautiously before the man turned and saw him. He froze and smiled at the stranger, puffing out his chest like he normally would. "Well, hello there, citizen!"

The man frowned and looked back confused. "Who the hell are you?" He questioned.

Roman threw his head back and laughed. "Why, I am Prince Charging!" He placed a hand on his chest and smiled, closing his eyes and striking a pose. At the silence that followed, he slowly glanced back over to the man and frowned when he didn't react. "Uh... the Masked Prince! Vigilante and protector of the people!" Roman turned and smiled again, striking another pose with his arms raised but frowned again when he still didn't get a response. "Really? Nothing?"

"What on Earth are you wearing?" Roman looked down at his costume, admiring it as he had a million times before. "I thought you wore a hoodie."

"Oh, that old thing?" Roman waved a hand as he smiled. "No, that was just until I had this made! I mean, a hoodie doesn't fit the theme, you know?"

"I guess. So, you're this prince everyone is talking about? Who apparently has real powers?" Roman smiled and nodded, earning a scoff from the man. "Don't believe it."

Roman almost gasped, offended by the stranger's words. "Excuse you! I am the genuine thing! A real, true hero! I have a great gift and I simply was to help all of those around me and-" Roman froze as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He slowly started to turn around before he heard a loud clicking noise ringing in his ears. He tensed up, his hair shooting up and standing on end with a shiver down his spine. Roman stayed still until the clicking noise finally ceased, slowly moving his fingers as he did so. Clenching a fist, Roman slowly turned around and found another man standing right there, a black box in his hand and panic on his face. "Wait, did you just..." Roman looked at the object as his thoughts pieced together. "Did you just use a taser on me?"

The man panicked and pressed the button to lunge and attack once again. Roman reached out and grabbed it, small blue sparks shooting off his hand as he gripped the object as tight as he could. The man let go of the taser, stepping back as Roman grit his teeth, the electricity coursing through his hands as he squeezed as tight as he could. The taser broke apart in his hands, partially melted before he tossed it onto the ground in a smoking mess. Roman looked up at the man who had attacked him and frowned, watching him panic and turn to run. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the other man had already turned and fled the scene.

Turning back, Roman sprinted and tried catching up to the other stranger when his phone starting going off. Virgil! He moved and forgot to tell Virgil! He sighed and stopped, deciding to let the man go free while he answered his phone. "Hey, Virge. Oh. Uh, yeah... about that."