Unexpected, Chapter 2

Welcome to the third chapter enjoy yall- bandersnatch

third persons pov

"You have to be kidding me." Virgil huffs staring at the incredibly large house in front of the pair of siblings. "Maybe we got the wrong address?" He says staring at the hunk of a house.

"Virgiil how are we gonna pay for this! This is fit for...I don't know! Obama's niece!" Virgil snorts at his sisters' lack for a better example. The building was huge but not Kim Kardashian rich on the side of a mountain big, this just was a huge house off of a main road that had a woods behind it that if you walked for about five minutes you would get to the beach and the ocean. It was gigantic though it was a rich youtuber type house. It was a beige yellow, and orange clay roofing. It even had a gate to get into this neighborhood.

"This is a joke right?" Raven stares in awe. "How did he manage to afford this?!"

"Okay but this can't be right? Call dad, maybe something is wrong...Or I'm in a dream QUICK punch me!" Vee yells, not joking at all. His sister puts her hands on the bridge of her nose in disappointment.

"Absolutely not." She fishes her phone out of her purse and dials the father that they share. "Why didn't he take this for himself? If he scored this, why does he still live in a four-bedroom double-decker house?" Virgil wasn't paying attention to what she was saying anymore, he was admiring the house.

"Okay but like we have the keys let's check this ouuuut." Virgil pulls on Raven's arm toward building. "This is one of the only good dreams I've had in a while." He was still convinced that this was just a dream on the way to the house. Raven sighs at the shorter one of the two. He's usually never this energetic. "If this is real I'm gonna jump off the roof."

"Uh please do not?!" Raven says as the older brother uses the keys in the door. A man picks up on the other line to the phone Raven was holding up to her face.

"Yellow? What's up sweetie?" The male asks his daughter, who was still processing the building she's looking at.

"Hey Daaaad....I think you gave us the wrong address, this doesn't look like the right house you explained to us." She states, looking back and forth between her phone and the house that the two siblings were led to. The door pops open with the key the older brother had used.

"Well, does the key fit in the hole?" The fatherly figure says from the other side of the phone connection.

"Yeah the door popped open," Raven says, putting the phone on speaker as they walked into the house together.

"Well then it's the right house kiddos!" The male excitedly belts.

"....D-Did you give us the wrong... keys to...?" Virgil starts stuttering as he pinches himself realising it wasn't a dream. ".. t-the house," The information of the situation finally sinking into his slow brain.

"Dad, how are we going to pay for the bills for this thing!? It's humongous, especially since it's only going to be us two!" The female exclaims though the phone, probably catching stares from people in the neighborhood. Like the rich lady that was walking her dog down the street in a Gucci jumpsuit.

"Well, I guess you two need to get yourself some roommates! Have some fun with that kiddos, I've got to go get ready for my date with Chris, it's our third!" He squeals Virgil gets a smirk on his face. Raven knows this expression all too well. Raven shakes her head mouthing, 'Don't you do it.'

"USE PROTECTION!" He yelled into the phone. He's sure to make it loud so the neighbors next door could hear, hell even maybe someone on the beach. Keep in mind, the beach was five minutes away. Raven sighed pushing up her glasses and pinching her nose bridge.

"Loud and clear soldier!" The father states back in a military type accent. The youngest sibling sighs, disappointed in the two. However, she wouldn't expect anything else from her older brother and father.

Raven and Virgil stood in shock as the father figure hung up the line, both looking at each other after a few seconds. "Who do you think can help us pay for this?!" Virgil had practically lost his everloving shit. He was STRESSED to the max.

"Vee, take a breath and calm down. We will just have to get roommates like dad said, that won't be so bad...!" She tries to lighten the mood, resting her hands on both his shoulders. "Why don't we start unpacking then? We can do a bunch of reminiscing over old stuff as I call around to my friends to see if they know anybody looking for a big place." Virgil still looks queasy as Raven drags him out the door to get boxes and explore the house they were gifted.

---Transition To Thomas---

((( a few days later)))

I sighed as all of the sides were up in my room yelling at each other. I threw my shoes at the ceiling. Logan comes down to the stairway leaning his head down to look at me.

"Yes Thomas?" Logan asks. I grimace at him.

"You all are being really loud, can you like, not though?" I whined. It had been like this for days. I had been searching for places near here then as if God blessed me a message from one of my youtube friends sent me a link to one of his mutual friend's profile.

'Hey Thomas I found a house that's on the beach and they are looking for some roommates. It's huge I'm telling you man, like can fit more than enough people you were talking about, check them out. Here's their insta just contact them. They are like 40 mins away from your place I think.'

I quickly type back. 'oh my gosh thank you so much you're a lifesaver.' I stand up from my chair and exclaim in joy. "YES!!"

"What is making you so chippity chipper there kiddo?~" Patton asks, leaning down to look at me from the staircase as he walks past Logan. You can hear Roman, Deceit, and Virgil all yelling back and forth. Patton looks to logan pleadingly.

"I've said it before and i'll say it again. I'm not their mom." Patton pouts at logan. He sighs. "Roman, Virgil, and Deceit Sanders! Stop yelling right now! And come downstairs there's been new information obtained." All three of them silently walk out of the room, their faces mad as hell.

"What?!" Logan mutters. Patton smirks, snickering at the teacher. "Anyway, Thomas what's your news?" He says waving at the three on the stairs to join him walking down into the living room.

"Well, Jon sent me an ad that one of his friends put up looking for roommates. It's a huge house on the coast and they are looking for people around our age." I explain, holding up my phone to show them what Jon had sent me.

"Are they gay?" Roman asked, amused.

"It's been weeks and everyone that we have found didn't like us," Virgil says, sighing, sitting on the stairs after everyone had walked into the living room. Roman rolls his eyes at the emo.

"I don't know Roman should I stalk their Instagram before typing?" Thomas asks, already clicking on the link.

"It would be logical to look if they are homophobic or not. As well as if they are a potential murderer, rapist, pedophile, etcetera." Logan says, adjusting his glasses.

"That's fair," Deceit says walking to the kitchen.

"Patton looks stressed, what were you all talking about?" Thomas says looking at Virgil then Roman. Logan silently mouths the words 'Don't Ask' which I pay no attention to.

"We were just arguing if we should end our existence or not," Virgil says calmly. My eyes widen with surprise as my mouth hangs agape. Patton scolds him.

"Virgil kiddo we said that's not an option and it would also look like Thomas murdered a bunch of twins he had," Patton says sternly at the other side.

"Sextuplets," Logan mutters under his breath referring to the name for 6 babies born at once.

"I just don't get it. We aren't even supposed to exist. So why are we here and why should we stay? We are a burden Patton!" Virgil says a little loudly obviously having strong emotions on the matter at hand. Dee comes out of the kitchen with a full to the brim wine glass with a dark red liquid. Presumably the last bit of red wine I had in the kitchen.

"You guys are not a burden," I say sternly in response. "You all are here for a reason but we aren't going to figure out why if you kill yourselves." I sigh closing my eyes and leaning my head back till it slumps up against the couch. "And why didn't you all include me in the discussion?"

"Oh look at that, Thomas took the side of my point." Deceit says sauntering over to sit on the couch. " Does that mean he's a bad person?!" he asks, dramatically waving his hands in the air to make fun of Patton. He laughs as Roman gets angry with him.

"Listen you fucking snake its not Thomas's decision what happens to us nor is it his responsibility anymore," Roman yells back, Deceit rolls his eyes at him while Virgil goes to the kitchen.

"Kiddo language!," Patton yells, uncomfortable with the yelling already happening but knows if he tries to intervene it will make the argument worse.

"What do you mean it's not his responsibility?! We are him!" Deceit yells in response I guess picking up where they left off earlier upstairs. "Dumb prince," Dee mutters as you can tell Princey heard this remark and his face flared up.

"Oh no, you don't get to call me dumb you scaley no named evil liar! You have nonstop dressed up like a person from Team Rocket and have been nothing but a reptilian rapscallion!" The Prince retorts back, glaring at the slimy boy.

"I'm just stating the facts Roman, and the fact is that just because I'm a supposed 'Dark Side' doesn't mean my ideas are intentionally evil. But do keep it up with the assumptions about me being nothing but a 'Raptillion Rapscallion', it totally doesn't make you just as bad as I supposedly am." The male sarcastically states, glaring right back at the Prince.

"Okay kiddos, let's stop it now." Patton says, glancing between the two. "You guys shouldn't be fighting, this wouldn't be nice to Thomas." He adds, just wanting the two to stop yelling back and forth with each other.

A sharp pain occurs in my left wrist, just like I just got cut. I drop the phone grabbing my now bleeding wrist. "Ow! What the fuck!" I say getting up and walking to the kitchen to clean and wrap it. Logan follows after me as the others stay in the room confused.

Virgil was in the kitchen with a small insert from a knife he was holding bled from his wrist. "Oh my gosh it worked!" He said grabbing my hand and placing the knife on the counter. He snaps and the wound heals immediately. I looked up at him confused as hell.

"Wait, you must be joking," Logan states, also leaning his head towards my arm being held out by Virgil. Logan summons a notebook writing it down quickly. "Not even a scratch, Thomas, do you feel any residual pain?" I shake my head no.

"None at all." I responded back fascinated. "But why did you fucking cut yourself!?"

"Very fascinating, Virgil thank you for revealing this information." Logan states. "So if we were to kill ourselves it would kill Thomas. Therefore we are officially out of the question not going to do so, does anyone not understand this?"Logan yells the last bit under the counter so everyone in the living room hears it.

"Wait, wait I wanna try another thing. Can I?" Virgil asks, looking to me I shrug.

"You didn't ask me the first time." he rolls his eyes, grabbing the knife once more. He opened his hand and drug the blade across it. Virgil's face didn't change expression as if he didn't even feel it and I tensely waited for the impending pain. But nothing happens, his hand just bleeds and I don't feel the pain. Logan loses his shit.

"YOU CAN MANIPULATE IT!?" Logan yells, his glasses falling off his face. Patton walks into the room worriedly grabbing Virgil's hand and wrists and spinning them around to the sink and washing them underwater like the worried dad he is.

"Why did you do that?!" Patton asks worriedly. "Under this household with Patton Sanders; we do not condone any self-harming of the sort mister!" The father figure scolded, giving his dark strange son a concerned look.

"Geez, Pat. Don't sweat too much about it, it was just a test. It wasn't anything like that," He shrugged his shoulders, getting a paper towel and pressing it into his bleeding hand.

"You didn't even flinch when you cut yourself though," I say, my eyebrows furrowed at the scene.

"I have a high pain tolerance," He said, shrugging the room looks at him funny as their glares turned back to me.

"So that didn't hurt?" Patton asks me as I shake my head no in response.

"I'm gonna let you all sort this out while Roman and I stalk their Instagram to know any information about them," I say, starting to make my way to the couch where Roman was waiting at, laying dramatically on one side while Deceit is at the other side. Deceit gets up when he sees me walking into the room. He walks up gulping down the last of his wine.

----Virgil's point of view----

Patton looks concerned at me as Thomas walks out of the room.

"Kiddo if you need to talk to me about anything I'm here alright?" I nod, smiling back at him.

"Yeah i always know that Patton, we are the duo-est duo in the entire Thomas sphere." I smiled gently back at Patton, not showing that I was lying. A trait I hate to admit I used often. But it kept the others from knowing.

Logan had grabbed my hand again, taking a picture with his phone to analyze for later, then walked out of the room accompanied by Patton. Deceit walked in looking at me. He began speaking in a hushed voice as the others went to sit in the living room.

"I'm curious as to why you lie to them so often Virgil?" He spoke as if he was asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"I know you already know Dee, don't push it drunky boi." I replied, shooting him a glance. He sighed, grabbing me by the shoulder. He wasn't drunk at all.

"Virgil. Thomas believes lying is wrong," He gestures to himself with one of his gloved hands. "The more you lie to him and the longer you wait to tell the truth, the worse the outcome is going to be." He says, hardly ever getting this serious with me. I snap my gaze away. He let's go off my shoulders going back to put his wine glass in the sink.

----- end chapter two-----

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