^^^ The main "villain" from that video passed away not too long ago and he was my entire sad childhood. )): Pretty good song tho ofc.

[Third Person POV]

Time had passed since they kissed, neither confronting the other but neither regretting it nor sharing it with anyone else. Virgil and Roman got jobs with Janus and Patton respectively. Virgil currently shelved things at a local Hot-Topic, Janus working counter since most of their shifts were together. Roman, desperately wanting to pursue acting still, got a small job at the theatre near-by to his apartment. Logan already worked there so when Roman heard he wasn't one to hesitate to ask for some help getting a job.

Between jobs the group hung out together, more and more and everyone felt like a big family. Remus kept his end of the deal, finishing the week by buying Virgil his food, always sharing with Roman. Virgil got his Hot-Topic spending spree, which Remus was glad he got the 'friends and family' discount for. Virgil used his win from Romans own bet to turn Roman into an emo. He wasn't pleased to say the least. Remus never slowed down with bets, winning quite a few between the group resulting with Patton swearing, Logan as a pirate for a week and Virgil with pink streaks in his hair plus plenty more punishments.

Halloween.

It was soon now.

The month of September had been filled with Janus' home being turned into Virgil's "Halloween Lair" and Spooky, Scary Skeletons being played religiously. The Nightmare Before Christmas seemed to be the only thing on TV despite "Christmas" being in the title.

Virgil was happy. Even if he'd just kissed his now best friend and they hadn't spoken about it. He just guessed it was....meaningless?

But that was unimportant compared to what the group was now debating over in the "lair"

Patton was snuggled in a black blanket with little orange spots scattered around on it, holding a cup of pumpkin hot-chocolate. Virgil was next to him with a pumpkin latte, resting his head on the fatherly friends shoulder. Janus and Remus were a tangle of limbs pillows and a dark purple blanket on the other sofa. Logan and Roman were sat on the floor -even thoughLogan disliked how bad it was for their posture- paper scattered on the coffee table as they argued- sorry- debated over what group costume they would do.

'That won't work!'

'Of course it will! There's a costume for each of us!'

'But they don't fit our characteristics!'

'Ugh! You're impossible!'

'What about this?'

'No there's only five!'

'But we could include this!'

'No that won't work.'

'It would if we tried hard enough!'

'You two are being stupid.' Virgil mumbled, tired of the two boys in front of him.

'Virgil! Don't speak to your mother like that!' Patton scolded, finishing a game of candy-crush.

'Sorry, mom.' He grumbled, eyes halfway closed.

'Be those Robbie Rotten characters who sung that song.' Remus commented.

'Oh yeah! Lazytown! What was that song again?'

'It went like- dun dun dun dundundundun dunnn Hey! We are number one!' Remus sang.

'Oh yeah! Then it went like dundun dun dun dundundun!' Janus joined in.

'Oh my god shut uuuuuuuup.' Virgil groaned.

'What about Whinne The Pooh characters? Virgil can be the depressed grey horse.' Janus said, teasing Virgil.

'He is a donkey and his name is Eeyore, treat him with RESPECT!' Virgil shot back.

'So we aren't going as a bunch of mental disorders.' Logan sighed.

'What about The Breakfast Club?' Patton chimed in.

'I CALL BEING THE BONG!' Remus screeched.

'That would've worked if we threw Remus out of a window when I said we should've.' Roman grumbled.

'How about we just pair up and do couples costumes?' Remus grumbled into Janus' chest, clearly tired.

'Well- oh. That might be sufficient.' Logan said.

'No shit, I came up with it.' Remus grinned.

'Well, I'm gonna go home and think of costume ideas with Logan.' Patton said, getting up.

'Virrrrrrrrrrrgil!' Roman called.

'Whaaaaaaaaat?' He groaned back.

'We're the only two not in a couple so we should match. What are we gonna do?'

'Let's go to the mall and we might see something that catches our eye.' Virgil shrugged.

'Bet you two will do something stupidly halloween-y like the two main characters from that stupid film Virgil watches all the time.' Janus groaned.

'We will not!' Roman pointed at Virgil making sure he knew that too.

'Damn. Let me grab my jacket then we can go.' He sighed.

'I bet you I can make him Cinderella.' Roman smirked at the two on the couch as he stood up.

'Ha! As if he'd do that!' Janus scoffed.

'How much are you willing to give up?' Roman folded his arms.

'Oooh! A bet! I want in on this.' Remus said, looking up at his brother. 'If you can put Virgil in a blue dress with a tiara, I'll buy you a motorcycle. If he wears heels, I'll make it a red one.'

Roman wanted a motorcycle. He really wanted a motorcycle. His parents refused to buy him one because they didn't want him to get hurt but agreed if he got one himself he could keep it.It was something not many people expected because of his somewhat uptite persona but he loved them. His father fixed a lot up for his friends and Roman would help him, developing a love for the machine. Plus, guys would think he was cool. So when Remus put up the bike for grabs he wasn't going to think before agreeing.

'Deal!' Remus and Roman shook hands.

A few moments later, Virgil walked out of his room with his jacket, also having put on Doc Martens. The black ones that shine rainbow in the light.

'Ready!' He called as he walked to the door.

'Coming!' Roman said, following him out.

The two descended to the bottom floor where they entered Roman's car. They started the drive and began light conversation when Roman brought up the bet.

'You like motorcycles right?'

'Well I wouldn't buy one but they're hot.' Virgil said, not looking up from his phone as he picked which Waterparks song to put on.

'You think motorcycles are hot?'

'Well.... I- um..' Virgils ears turned red. Roman chuckled. 'Irrelevant.'

'Well as I was saying; motorcycles. I made a bet with Remus.' Virgil groaned at Roman.

'Another? Last time you made a bet with your brother, you had a milkshake straw stuck up your nose. And my hair! It was pink! For a month! And-'

'Well this could end up with a motorcycle!' Roman interrupted.

'And the forfeit?' Virgil asked skeptically.

'I forgot to ask...'

'You idiot!' Virgil raised his voice.

'Well do you want to hear about this bet or not? Because it kinda depends on you!'

'I have a part in this?!'

'Listen!'

Virgil sighed.

'Go on then.'

'It's about an hour or two of embarrassment for a motorbike forever.' Virgil groaned.

'What are you going to make me do Roman?'

'...you have to be Cinderella.' Roman whispered.

'CINDERELLA?'

After a storm of swearing, 'hitting the driver', pouting and yelling, Virgil had made up his mind.

'No.'

'Please?'

'No.'

'Pretty please?'

'The physical appearance of the please makes no difference, it's still no.'

'Despicable Me, nice, please?'

'Nu-uh.'

'Yu-huh!'

'Nope.'

'I'll let you ride it.'

'....tempting.'

'And.....I'll watch The Nightmare Before Christmas with you?'

'.....and?'

'I'll smuggle you some of Patton's Halloween cookies he's been hiding from you?'

'That little liar! He told me he hadn't made any more! You got yourself a deal.'

'Nice!'

The two continued the drive and soon came up to the mall where they set off in search for their halloween costumes. As friends, of course.

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Just a bit of a filler chapter here! The next one will be up in a couple days if I wake up and write.