A/n: My friend showed almost everyone I know on discord this omo book 💀 I'm dying of embarrassment

For MegaChad9000

Logan gasped as he was shoved into the bathroom out of nowhere, Roman Virgil and Patton close behind. Remus was on the other side of the door cackling manically and Roman began to pound on the door after the shock of what had just happened passed.

Patton suggested that they just try to unlock the door, though Virgil had pointed out with some tension in his voice that the door handle was broken off and Remus had locked it from the outside.

"Remus i'm going to kill you!" Roman exclaimed as he punched the door so hard that his knuckles turned a deep shade of red within seconds.

Virgil jumped at the sound, knowing that an angry Roman was a scary Roman, and hid behind Patton.

Patton gasped, "Roman, kiddo! You aren't going to be killing anybody! Now, you're scaring my dark strange son, and if I see a tear run down his face then I will physically fight you!"

Roman sighed, rubbing his sore knuckles gently, "sorry Pat, sorry Virgil..."

"Logically, we should be fine until he lets us out. This bathroom is quite spacious and in addition to that, we have water in here and a toiler in case any of us are in need of the facilities. And if we get hungry, I know Patton keeps a stash of snacks in the cabinet under the sink" Logan chimed, adjusting his glasses.

"Janus isn't here to reign him in" Virgil muttered, "I expected worse than this, honestly."

"While I was in the middle of processing professor speck's nerd language, I came across one small detail—you want I, Prince Roman, to drink tap water?!" He scoffed.

Logan scoffed with the same energy, "Roman, tap water will not kill you, I can assure you that tap water is just the same as water you would drink from say, the refrigerator."

"No it's not!" Roman exclaimed, "it tastes horrible!"

Logan rolled his eyes, "fine. Die of dehydration I don't care."

"I doubt Remus will have us in there for that long, right?" Patton chuckled.

Virgil looked down.

"Right?!?"

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It had been an hour later when Virgil had felt the need to pee. He sighed, because of course he would be the first one that needed to. He glanced around the room. Roman was sitting on the counter right next to the toilet taking instagram pictures. Damn you Roman.

Patton was sitting in the bathtub looking at cat pictures, bless his little giggling heart, and Logan was just sitting on the floor leaning against the door and jiggling his knee around. Huh, Logan never fidgeted, weird.

He sighed and shifted from foot to foot. It wasn't bad, but it was really uncomfortable. He might as well go now. So, he walked up to the toilet, "Roman, I swear to god if you look i'm going to kill you, okay?" Virgil said seriously.

Roman glanced over, confused before he quickly turned away, "Oh okay, yeah I'll just scoot away from the splash zone and look the other way—"

"Oh my god why do you have to make it more embarrassing?!" Virgil groaned.

"Now, Kiddo!" Patton chuckled, "it's nothing to get all worked up over, all of us are going to have to go at one point! Don't worry. Just rip it off like a bandaid as you always say!"

Virgil sighed, glancing around to make sure nobody was looking. Logan was reading a book, and Roman and Patton were looking at their phones. He pulled out and aimed, before beginning to go.

The silence was loud, and so was his stream. He was kind of embarrassed but nothing he couldn't handle. He had no problem using the bathroom in front of them afterwards, especially because right as he finished, shook off and flushed the toilet, Roman said that he had to go as well.

Virgil flipped the empty laundry basket over and sat on top of it, muttering something about how he didn't have the mental capacity to worry about what is and is not a chair.

"What if one of you have to shit?" Remus chirped from outside.

"I'd rather kill myself" Virgil deadpanned.

And that was the first time that Patton had ever physically fought Virgil. Well—more like assaulted him with shampoo bottles.

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Logan listened in agony as Patton began to use the toilet. He was so jealous of the other three, using the toilet as if it wasn't a problem. Logan had no idea why he was so shy about this. It was very illogical. Even Virgil had done it!

The problem was getting more obvious with every passing minute, and he really hoped that nobody would catch on. He figured they wouldn't—Patton was always oblivious, Roman was so self obsessed that he couldn't bother to care for anybody else—and Virgil, well he was the one he needed to worry about.

Virgil was quiet and observant. Plus, even though the bathroom was a fairly good size, they were still four people in a bathroom together, and all the shifting around and all the pained sighs would become very obvious if he continued.

He tapped his foot as quietly as he could, glancing up from his book—which he wasn't even able to pay any mind to at this point, let alone actually read—to see if anybody was looking in his direction. They weren't.

It was getting very bad—and it had been hours since they'd gotten in there—plus, he hadn't used the bathroom in quite a while before anyways.

He should probably just try—but when his bladder betrayed him any nothing came out, that would be so humiliating.

Yes, his bladder surely would lock up. He had always tended to be shy natured, especially about such private matters.

He closed his eyes and let out a long, shuddered breath as Virgil went to go use the bathroom again, talking to Roman about something as he went. How was one able to keep a conversation while going? It was impossible to Logan. He needed full concentration to be able to go, even if nobody was next to him.

His foot tapping increased over time and he sighed, "this is quite immature of Remus. I hope that when Janus gets home he..." Logan began to flip through his vocab cards before taking one out "beats his ass."

"Woah there calculator watch, geting kind of feisty aren't we?" Roman smirked, "you know, i've barely heard a peep from you this entire time—"

Before Roman could get too suspicious, Virgil interrupted, "do you just carry those things around with you everywhere?" He questioned.

"Absolutely. You never know when you'll need a learning opportunity" he said with an affirming nod, acting as if he wasn't five minutes away from watering the floor.

Virgil smirked, "that's cute."

Logan blushed, not knowing how to cope with the attention, kind of wishing that Roman would call him another infuriating nick name, "I-uh um—windows error noise."

"What the heckity heck...five abs in one peck..." Roman whispered in horror.

"Did you—did you just—did you just actually make the windows error noise?!" Virgil asked in slight astonishment, as well as fascination.

"How did you do that?" Patton gasped, "that was so cool! Can you do it again?!"

"Don't encourage the Microsoft turd" Roman smirked, proud of his nickname.

Logan rolled his eyes, waiting for the attention to get off of him so that he could start squirming more freely again. So, instead of retaliating with a less clever nickname, he just sighed and went back to fake reading his book.

Eventually the rest of them got lost in their own conversations and Logan was left to mentally debate with himself.

He knew his limits, and he really, really had to go. He was sure he wouldn't be able to hold it for much longer, as he was dribbling constantly at this point.

He bit his lip hard enough to draw a small amount of blood, come on, everybody else had been multiple times! They wouldn't think twice if Logan needed to go as well.

But Logan became self conscious quickly. He had been holding it for hours upon hours at that point—if he used the toilet they would know that he had been holding it, they would figure out that he was bladder shy and Roman would tease him or make some of his snarky ass comments—

"Logan, seriously, are you okay?" Virgil questioned suspiciously.

Logan froze. Damn you Virgil and your constant worrying for the well being of other's, "Y—Yes Virgil I am quite alright, thank you." Crap. He stuttered, now they'd never believe him—

"Are you sure buddy? You seem to be in your own little world!" Patton chirped, "i've noticed how quiet you've been this whole time—you're not working yourself up, are you?" He asked sternly.

"No, of course not" Logan said matter of factly, drawing his knees up to his chest and keeping them placed firmly together, "I am fine."

"That's what Virgil always says" Roman scoffed, "and then he's not—"

"Well damn Princey just call me out like that" Virgil mumbled with a roll of his eyes.

"Kiddo's don't hide your feelings! That's my departmen—I mean, that's not healthy!"

Virgil looked at Patton, "Pop star, do we need to talk?"

Patton squealed, "A dad themed nick name!"

Truth be told, Logan was in his own world. He wasn't listening anymore, he was fully engulfed in his brain, thoughts running a mile a minute as he felt himself loose control.

No. Nonononononono—

But it was too late.

His breath hitched and he froze, going completely still as his bladder betrayed him and a small spurt leaked out of him. He wanted nothing more than to scramble up and run to the toilet, but he knew as soon as he pulled out, or at least heard the boise of his first few leaks hit the toilet water, he would lock up.

And the pain coursing through his abdomen was torture, and he just wanted it gone, and this was the only option. He really, really didn't want to, however his body always had a way of betraying him.

His eyes filled with tears and he stared at the floor as he felt the warmth spread between his legs and make a stain around his groin, slowly growing back to his ass, before making a growing puddle on the floor.

Virgil froze as he was the first to notice. He had no idea how to react. He didn't want to draw attention to it, but Patton apparently had noticed as well, as he gasped and yelled, "kiddo!"

Roman looked over, kind of disinterested, before he had to do a double take at what he saw. The usual cold, stoic nerd was wetting himself uncontrollably, with a dark blush on his face and unshed tears in his eyes.

And Roman did what any other little bitch would do, he laughed, "my goodness Logan! We're in the bathroom you know!" He howled, "are you actually pissing yourself?!"

That was the icing on the cake for Logan, who bit his wobbling lips as tears began to spill down his face.

"ROMAN!" Virgil boomed. It was his turn to assault someone with a shampoo bottle, "why are you so insensitive? Maybe Janus was right, god maybe you are the evil twin!"

Roman was visibly taken aback, "Virgil—"

"No! God, you always do this! You say shit you think is funny and then when it isn't well received your big ass ego can't take it so you tell us to 'look up the word joke in the dictionary' but it still hurts, even if you cover your ass by saying it's a joke!" He exclaimed.

Roman sighed, running a hand through his hair, "god i'm sorry Logan, Virgil's right—"

"Roman, be sincere!" Patton chined in, "don't say it like you're being forced to!"

  Logan was really panicking. There was literally no escape from the awkward situation. He had long since finished wetting himself and now he was just sitting there, soaking wet, his chest tight—why couldn't he get any air?! What was happening?!

He felt a gentle hand touch his shoulder and lean down next to him, "Logan, come on, breathe with me..in for four, hold for seven, out for eight..watch me, see? Look, everything is going to be okay, nobody's judging you."

"R-R-Roman is.." he whispered shakily as he began to calm down.

"When has Roman's opinion ever mattered?" Virgil asked with a smirk, hearing the offended princey noises in the background.

Logan chuckled, "you have a p-point.."

"Kiddo, tell us what happened? Why didn't you just..go?" Patton questioned.

Logan groaned, covering his face, "I—I don't know. I've been like this my whole life, I'm just bladder shy, and it's really hard for me to go around people or even if I know they can hear me from a whole different room, and I guess—I was just being irrational..."

"Hey, Logan a lot of people struggle with this, you're not alone. We don't think you're weird for it, come on I can see those gears turning in your brain..." Virgil said, trying to comfort him.

"How long have you been holding it? That is quite a lot of pee—" Roman began.

"Be quiet, Roman" Patton and Virgil said in unison.

Roman pouted, turning away, "sorry..."

"I'm so sorry this happened, kiddo! I'll be using these shampoo bottles on Remus as well, don't you worry!" Patton exclaimed.

Suddenly, the bathroom door bursted open and Remus began to cackle, "Haha! He pissed himself, I knew it!" He took a few pictures, sending them to Janus with the caption 'guess what I did today?'

"Pardon?" Logan questioned, everyone else too shocked to say anything.

"I knew you were bladder shy! That's why I did all this, finally I thought you were never going to wet yourself!" Remus cackled.

Virgil sighed, "you know what—both of you are evil. I can't deal with this today—everybody else get out, i'm going to help Logan with this."

A/n: ayyyy still sick af lmao kill me

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