Virgil's POV

School just kinda happened then I was home again, the only time really paid attention was lunch and art.

When my caffeine addicted father got home he told me about how Roman went to Starbucks to ask him when my birthday was, which I found very weird but I can't judge.

"I'm surprised you didn't tell him to be honest." I said, getting up from my laying position on the couch.

"Well if he really is your soulmate I don't think it's my place to tell him ya know?" Dad said before taking a sip of a brightly colored drink.

Unexpectedly my therapist dad walked in looking proud.

"Wow Rem, that was a very adult thing to do." He said smiling warmly at my other father.

"Well, I am actually an adult." My father who somehow through some magic always has coffee in his hand.

I gave him a look that read 'are you sure about that?'

"Well, I'm legally an adult, so I win!" Caffeine dad said in a very childish voice.

Therapist dad chuckled.

"Okay you two stop fighting!" He said

"But dad!" I wined trying to not let the huge grin I'm holding back show.

"No buts! I will turn this... uh this room around!" My dad who might have an obsession with cartoon said, his voice in a scolding tone, despite the smile on his face.

My overly caffeinated dad and I both put our hands up in mock defense.

"Well, I have quite a bit of nothing to do and I bet you two wanna watch cartoons or something so I'm gonna be in my room." I said while standing up.

I stretched my arms over my head, hearing a satisfying 'pop' while doing so and also earning a slightly disturbed look from both of my parents.

While walking away I heard them go and sit on the couch.

I glanced back and saw them sitting on the couch, my father who now that I think about it is basically a greaser draped his arm over my other fathers shoulders.

I was scrolling through tumblr and saw a post that caught my eye. Mostly because of the amount of color.

"Opposite personality day!! Dress normal but try to change at least one thing!!! But act opposite how you normally act!!! I will be putting the date below so if you're reading this the day of or after whelp I guess you're screwed~" It read in bold black letters in front of some stock image of a bunch of clothes arranged by color in a rainbow hanging up in some closet somewhere. That's ironic.

This could be fun... I could definitely mess with Roman.

I can't do this by myself, but who would do this with me... Logan definitely not Roman is out as well and since I have limited "friends" Patton it is.

I texted Logan to get Patton's number, assuming Patton had already yeeted his phone number at him if he liked it or not.

Logan was suspicious at first but eventually sent me Patton's contact.

Me: hey Patton it's Virgil Logan gave me ur number

Patton: Oh hey Virge! What's up?

Me: well i was scrolling through Tumblr and i saw this thing that said tomorrow is opposite personality day or whatever and it sounded fun

Me: and I wanna mess with roman

Patton: OoooOo sounds fun!

Me: so do u wanna help me?

Patton: Sure! Also what is up with you guys and your schemes lol

Me: what do u mean?

Patton: oh don't worry about it kiddo, so what's your master plan?

I sent him a screenshot of the post as well as a what my idea was for this whole thing.

Basically I wear color and Patton goes through a very short emo phase.

Patton agreed to do this with me, and I started digging into the very depths of my closet for clothes with color.

I found a red shirt (which was perfect because Roman mentioned that red was his favorite color) and a pair of light-wash jeans, both were very wrinkled. My therapist dad got them for me not that long ago, we were going to some house party and I decided I didn't wanna look like an actual emo nightmare in front of people I live by. Well used to live by.

In our old house I bothered to hang up the shirt and put the jeans into my dresser, but once I got here I just yeeted both of them to the back of my closet. I didn't think I'd ever wear them again but here we are.

There is no way I could figure out how to un-wrinkle these on my own so I gotta ask my parents. 

They'll probably be concerned.

I took a few deep breaths and walked back out into the living room.

"Hey, I need an outfit ironed or something and I don't know how to do that so if I could get some help I'd greatly appreciate it." I said shoving my hands into my pockets self concisely.

My dads looked at me then looked at each other.

"Do you know how to do that?" My therapist dad asked my overly caffeinated dad like I wasn't in the room.

He just shrugged.

"Have you tried google?" Therapist dad asked me asked smiling a little.

I sighed.

"Oh wait! I saw online that you can just take a hot shower and hang the clothes where the steam will hit them!" My dad who just so happens to have a job at Starbucks exclaimed suddenly setting his barley full Starbucks cup onto the coffee table.

"That works." I said shrugging. I was already planning on showering so I guess this works out.

I went back to my room and put the jeans and shirt onto two of my spare hangers.

I can't wait for tomorrow.