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jungle321jungle · 2 months

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Something Worth Stealing: Five

“What do you think?”

Truthfully Virgil was terrified at the very prospect. There was a reason each nanny didn’t last long, and Virgil had heard enough horror stories about the Ackroyd boys to avoid them at all costs when he had worked in the past. Hell the only reason he still got some to come in now and then was because the job was so high paying. Mr. Ackroyd knew exactly what he was doing advertising with all those zeroes, he was reeling in any nanny who would skip talking to peers at the sight. And now by some twist of fate that very bait was dangling above Virgil, and even worse there wasn’t anyway he could feasibly afford to ignore it. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked the man in the eye, “I think it is more than a generous offer that I would be happy to accept.”

(Virgil becomes the newest nanny for his very attracti- for Logan.)

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Five

Virgil was burning up. He wasn’t sick or anything, but the nerves surrounding this date had every nerve on fire to the point he was surprised he hadn’t melted into a puddle. Was it possible to get heat stroke while blasting AC in a car? If not, he’d likely be the first victim of such insanity. There was just too much riding on tonight. Sure, romance was on the line- but more than that, his job was on the line, and so were his relationships with Logan’s sons.

Because what if he did something so horribly stupid tonight that left Logan’s fancy suit covered in fancy dinner? Surely, he’d be fired on the spot. And just like that, no job. No money. He wouldn’t see the twins or Patton. Janus would lose some friends. Janus would never get his own room. He’d-

“Are you okay?”

The deafening silence that was swirling around Virgil began to splinter at the sound of his nephew’s voice. Glancing in the rearview, he could see that Janus had looked up from the book he had been reading- was it too dark to be reading that now? The sun was beginning to set, so he shouldn't be straining his eyes. Virgil opened his mouth to tell his nephew so when he saw Janus frown, “So you’re not okay.”

“No-no! I’m fine. I’m fine! I was just going to say you should stop reading for now. But I’m fine!”

“You said that three times.”

“Because it’s three times the truth.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“Well, yes, um… it doesn’t matter. I'm fine, Janus.”

“No, you’re not. Are you worried about your date?”

“A- a little- just the tiniest bit. It’s been a while since I was even on a date.”

“Was that with the guy who cheated on you?”

“W-what? What?” Virgil sputtered.

“When I talked to Mom this morning, I told her you were going on a date. And then she said that the last guy was really mean, and he cheated on you, and he made you cry. So she said it’s now my job to watch out for you ‘cause sometimes you have bad taste like she does. But Mr. Logan is nice, so I don’t think you need to be nervous.”

Virgil gave a long and heavy sigh before he couldn’t help but smile, “Well, I’m always grateful to have you on my side, Jan… But what else did your mom say about me? Or my past boyfriends?”

“Nothing really,” Janus shrugged (to Virgil’s relief). “Just that you should take her advice more.”

Virgil gave a frown and mumbled to himself, “Did she tell you she’s a hypocrite too?”

“What’s that mean?”

Apparently, Janus had good hearing. Good to know. “I’ll tell you later,” Virgil said, pulling into Logan’s driveway. “For now, let’s head inside.”

Inside the home, Virgil found Logan in the family room talking with three other staff members, likely talking about watching the children for the evening… Virgil wished them luck. Upon realizing their arrival, Logan turned to grave Virgil with a small, slight, barely there smile, which somehow made Virgil’s knees feel like goo. He was dressed nicely (as always)- Logan’s attention snapped back to the few he was speaking to, and hushed voices were heard as they crowded Logan before they abruptly shoved Logan in Virgil’s direction.

Virgil was about to comment on it, when he noticed that in the second he had turned around Logan’s perfect hairstyle had been messed up the tiniest amount in what was clearly an intentional way. Perhaps those three weren’t discussing babysitting at all, had he asked them for advice? The mental image was one Virgil couldn’t help but smile at.

“You look nice,” Logan said with a nod.

“You as well, I-”

“Mr. Logan?” Janus interrupted.

“What can I do for you, Janus?” Logan asked, redirecting his attention. “If you’re looking for my boys, they’re in Roman’s room.”

“Okay! But first, what’s ‘hypocrite’ mean?”

Virgil gave a heavy sigh as Logan answered the question. “A person who says one thing then does another. Like if I told you to eat your vegetables but I never do. Does that make sense?”

Janus pondered for a moment or two before he nodded and turned to Virgil, “Then my mom’s one for not listening to you but wanting you to listen to her?”

“…She listens sometimes.”

“No, she doesn’t. I’m gonna go upstairs to play. Have fun!”

When his nephew disappeared, Logan let out a slight chuckle, “It sounds like you two are having quite… intellectual conversations.”

Virgil’s huff in reply only made Logan’s smile widen, so he turned away. “Let’s not miss our reservation.”

Dinner did not go as planned.

Despite arriving at their reservation early- their table had apparently been given away which led to waiting. And upon finally being seated their waiter took the drink and appetizer orders and then promptly ignored their existence. The drinks had eventually found a way to them, but as time passed Virgil had the sneaking feeling that the appetizers would never come. This was only proven correct as the waiter vanished from the floor entirely, and according to the whispers of employees in the dining room- he had left the building entirely. Virgil couldn’t help but want to be a tad nosier, but he caught Logan’s amused gaze.

“Any more info?”

Virgil shook his head as he sipped at his near-empty water, “Nothing I can hear from here. But sorry, I forgot what I was saying.”

“I don’t recall myself,” Logan admitted. “I was staring at the couple behind you who received their meal. We have been here far longer than they have.”

“Does the food look good, at least?”

“As hungry as I am, everything does. I neglected to eat lunch today.”

“What? Why?”

“I was distracted by the boys and pulled in different directions. I had to make some calls, and then I had a meeting over Zoom. Ultimately, I didn’t even realize I had missed a meal until I began to get ready. So I simply ate an apple to tide myself over until dinner.”

“That’s not like you at all.”

“I agree. But I digress; how was your day off with Janus?”

“Good, good. I had told him to pick what we would do today, so we ended up at one of those pottery places where kids can paint the pieces. He was very meticulous over a few pieces of dish ware. He wanted a perfect matching set.”

“That’s adorable,” Logan smiled. “I’ve wanted to take my boys to do that, but I have a feeling that Remus would break far more than he’d paint. But he also wouldn’t take kindly to me just taking Roman even if I took him elsewhere.”

“Yeah, I can see that.”

“What did you paint?”

“I chose a shark piggy bank because… because it was there? Anyway, I made it purple with different colored polka dots because it annoyed Janus.”

“Brilliant reasoning.”

“I think so.”

“You-”

Logan’s words and Virgil’s train of thought flew off the tracks at that moment as a server walked by, holding a tray of dishes that looked beautiful but also smelled divine.

“As good as that looks, I regret not choosing a place I am familiar with,” Logan frowned. Apologies.”

“Don’t apologize; you had heard good things about it. It seems like this is an off day. And I appreciate the thought process that we could try something new together.”

“Why do I sense a but coming?”

“However,” Virgil started because it was a different word than ‘but.’ “It is clear we are both starving, and it’s also clear that our food will never get here considering we still have menus. So, would it be such a bad idea to go elsewhere? I know a hole-in-the-wall a few blocks away with the best tacos I’ve ever had.”

Logan didn’t speak for the longest moment. Rather, his piercing eyes stared into Virgil’s as he folded his hands and sat up straighter in his seat. And in that moment Virgil couldn’t stop the strike of fear that shot through him as he wondered if he had accidentally insulted his date- if he had offended his boss. Logan had put in all this effort for tonight and yet, Virgil just wanted to throw it away. He opened his mouth to quickly amend his statement, but Logan spoke first.

“Couldn't you have said that ages ago? Do they have quesadillas?”

Virgil gave a slight sigh of relief, “Real good ones.”

“No point in bothering for the check, it’ll take forever. I’ll leave more than enough cash for the drinks. Lead the way.”

The food was wonderful, and with it in their stomachs, conversation flowed easily. It was almost scary how easily Virgil forgot he worked for Logan. Right now, they weren’t boss and employee; they were just two (severely overdressed) guys on a date, and that was perfect. There was something alluring about just watching Logan be Logan. Just in the way he spoke and expressed himself as if trying to remain reserved but in the same way allowing Virgil to see his true expressions underneath. Virgil had always known how nice it was to listen to Logan speak of his children, but it was just as nice to hear him speak about his life and dreams. And even nicer was how smoothly he came up with ideas on how to integrate Virgil into them. It was a first date unlike any Virgil had been on, and as Logan took his hand as they walked back to the car- Virgil couldn’t have been more thrilled with that fact.

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theeerealpunkin · 2 years

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There was a time when the twins' birthday was celebrated together.

When the Dads™ would set up a firework like no other in the Imagination for them.

Remus and Roman used to love their birthday.

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onthevirgeofdestruction · 10 months

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Words: 1,863 Warnings: Food, Eating Non-Food, Accidental Kidnapping Characters: Patton, Remus, Virgil, Roman Genre: Fluff Additional Tags: Remus Sanders Eating Non-Food, Little Kids being Little Kids

A Whole Castle - Chapter 27

Roman stepped out into the living room with a bounce in his step, happy to get to greet Patton coming home today. He’d been having a rough time at school and Roman wanted to check on him and spend some time with him this afternoon if Patton would let him, just to ease some of the tension. He made a friend yesterday, of which he very excitedly announced while bouncing off the couch, so hopefully things were doing better for him.

The front door cracked open just in time as Roman made it out, and he held his hands together in anticipation, hoping Patton would be open to the idea of letting Roman watch him instead of Virgil today. Roman didn’t expect the very sheepish grin on Virgil’s face as he opened the door, though. And even less the second small child that entered today instead of just the one. Patton had a happy grin as another six-year-old jostled him with equal joyous fervor.

“So, who is our visitor today?” Roman asked curiously, looking down at them.

The mysterious child rushed up to Roman and held up his arms in the air. “M’ name’s Remus!” He announced loudly, and Patton hurried over to grip at Remus’s shirt.

“Remus? Did you pick that name out yourself?” Roman asked, casting a glance at Virgil, who just shrugged without responding.

“No.” Remus shook his head and dropped his backpack on the floor.

“Can Patton pronounce that?” Roman asked, looking at Patton. That might have explained why Patton never said his new friend’s name yesterday.

“I call him Muss!” Patton beamed, still holding on to Remus’s shirt. “But I can say it if I try real hard,” Patton added, pausing to take a deep breath. “Remus”—he pronounced deliberately—“taught me how t’do it,” he looked very pleased with himself.

“Can we play with play-doh? Pat said he had lots!” Remus bounced on the balls of his feet.

“We do,” Roman paused, looking at the pair of them. “But did Remus get permission to come over here? I didn’t discuss it with his parents,” he asked with concern, but neither seemed deterred by the drop in mood.

“The bus comes here, so I didn’t got to get a ride!” Remus nodded enthusiastically.

“Oh boy,” Roman exhaled harshly. “Remus, do you have a phone?” He asked, and Remus nodded, and turned to dig a phone out of his backpack and held it up to show Roman. “Would you call your parents and hand it to me?” He requested. Remus just nodded happily again and did as asked, passing the phone over to Roman.

He took the phone and stood up straight, holding it to his ear as it rang. It didn’t connect, though, and it went to a generic voicemail. Roman wanted to leave a message, but the inbox was full, which was even stranger. He sighed and passed the phone back to Remus. “Do you happen to know your address, Remus?” He inquired wearily.

“Nah. Can we play play-doh, now?” Remus didn’t seem fazed at all. Roman looked at the pair of them and considered his options. The only things he could do to solve this accidental kidnapping was either return Remus to the school, which was closed, or try to call again later.

“Remus, you shouldn’t go somewhere without telling your parents. They could get very scared, or you could get hurt,” Roman pointed out. Remus just tilted his head guilelessly.

“I didn’ think they’d mind.” Remus just shrugged. Roman blinked a few times at that, unsure of what to do with that information. He wished Logan was home already to help. “I really wanna play play-doh, now,” Remus insisted, looking up at Roman with big eyes and a small pout.

“Alright, but we’ll need to play together in the kitchen, so it doesn’t get in the carpet, and you’ll have to let me try to call your parents again, later.” Roman held up a finger each as he talked, indicating the two stipulations. Patton didn’t even seem to look worried at the idea, and Remus wiggling on the spot impatiently.

“Fine, I don’t care, I’m hungry!” Remus rolled his eyes and passed his phone back to Roman, who took it in confusion. “You need it, right?” Remus didn’t seem suspicious in the slightest at the idea of leaving his personal property with someone he didn’t know, much less being in a strangers’ house. Roman nodded in agreement and pocketed the phone, heading over to the hall closet to get the play-doh bin out of the high shelf and take it to the kitchen. Remus and Patton both cheered when they saw the bin, and Patton grasped Remus’s arm, rushing off to the kitchen before Roman.

“What do you two want for a snack, then?” Roman asked them as he put down the bins. Remus reached in for the brown and opened it up right away, pulling out a hunk of play-doh and eating it, which Roman briefly short-circuited at watching before reaching to take the play-doh container out of his hands.

“Wha’?” Remus asked with a mouthful of play-doh.

“That’s not food, Remus, you shouldn’t eat that,” Roman replied with exasperation.

“Well, then why did they make it so good, huh?” Remus objected stubbornly and kept chewing.

“Gross!” Patton laughed brightly, kicking his feet and gripping at the table.

“I thought they made it taste bad. I’ll get you something to eat, just don’t put anymore in your mouth, okay?” Roman pleaded. Remus just stared at him. “Please, Remus? I’ll make you Patton’s favourite snack if you don’t eat anymore. Don’t you want to try what he likes?” He bargained with Remus.

Remus looked between Roman and Patton before smiling and nodding enthusiastically. Roman slowly returned the play-doh container to Remus, who took it quickly but thankfully didn’t eat anymore and instead dumped it out on the table and started pressing it flat. Roman sighed in relief and turned to the fridge.

“Do you need any help?” Virgil whispered behind his hand, leaning in just before Roman opened the fridge door. “He kind of seems like a handful.” Roman didn’t want to say anything to Virgil and cause him to panic, but the problem was much more than eating play-doh.

“I need a lawyer,” Roman hissed, adjusting his tunic flat. “Please watch them while I call Logan, he’s got to know the best protocol for this.” Roman rubbed his face, stepping away from the fridge to let Virgil take over.

“His last name’s Belmanté, if it helps. Got it on the way back,” Virgil whispered conspiratorially at Roman as he passed, and Roman nodded. He was relieved Virgil thought of that, it would probably help locate his parents. Roman stepped out of the kitchen to go call Logan and figure out where to go from here.

Virgil took two apples out of the crisper drawer and went over to the sink to wash them off, keeping an eye on the pair while he prepared Patton’s favourite snack, but they were absorbed in mashing the dough to soften it up, and he had no trouble doing both things at once.

“We should make a giant dinosaur and have it eat these little guys!” Remus enthused, and Patton giggled and nodded, pulling out some shape cutters from the bin. Remus gasped and dug his hands in the bin with a loud clatter of plastic, rifling through the various shapes just to hear the noise while Patton began to roll out the white with tiny rolling pin.

“I’ll make the teeth,” Patton announced, pressing the triangle cutter into the speckled white with supreme focus, pressing the triangle cutter in with the palm of his hand and struggling to pull it back out. He stuck the tongue out of the side of his mouth, while his fingers failed to get a hold of the edge of the small plastic piece.

Remus dug around in the bin of plastic implements for play-doh, checking out the options. He pulled out each thing that seemed more interesting than a shape-cutter and tried them out on a wad of dough, getting excited about a wavy edge roller. “Woah! I can make spines!” Remus exclaimed, checking for any other rolling-cutters. He gathered all three and stole the rolling pin from Patton to flatten the hunk of dough he had, while Patton kept struggling with the triangle cutter. One of the cutters made triangles, and he passed that off to Patton. “Here, easier for teeth!” He said confidentially, and Patton frowned, looking at it oddly. “We’ll use the two you made for big fangs!” Remus nodded enthusiastically, and Patton perked up, taking the roller and running it along the off-white play-doh.

Virgil dropped off the plate of apples and peanut butter with cinnamon and raisins in it and sat at the table, watching the pair both work at the dinosaur. Patton worked on a body piece while Remus rolled out a tail, both wearing determined expressions. “So, what kind of dinosaur are you making?” Virgil asked, stealing an apple slice for himself.

“An cool one!” Remus hissed out, bobbing his head.

“Yeah!” Patton agreed right away, picking up his wad of play-doh and throwing it down at the table to widen the shape.

“Lots of spines and claws and stuff?” Virgil asked, smirking a little and leaning on his arm to watch them.

“So many,” Remus nodded wisely, taking a spine he cut out with a roller and pressing it onto the tail.

“So many,” Patton repeated, getting more play-doh.

“Do you play with play-doh with any siblings or anyone else, Remus?” Virgil asked, digging for more information.

“No, nobody.” Remus shook his head, hunching over his dinotail creation to look closely at it.

“Muss doesn’t have play-doh at home,” Patton answered, also leaning in to look closely at the play-doh.

“Good thing we have plenty, then. I used to make things to smash before Patton got here,” Virgil said, grabbing an untouched container of play-doh to join them in messing around with it.

“Play-doh is the best to smash,” Remus said sagely, reaching up for a piece of play-doh and seeing the plate of apples. “Yes!” He grabbed the plate and pulled it close to himself, double-fisting apple slices covered in peanut butter. He didn’t have great aim, and some peanut butter with cinnamon dusted on top got on his face as he ate.

Patton also reached for a slice and joined him in eating, and Virgil started making a little dragon. Remus looked around the kitchen for a moment, then put some play-doh on an apple slice to eat, Virgil breaking down cackling while Patton giggled delightedly as Remus chewed the thick texture and apple together. Virgil smushed the short amount of progress on the dragon and instead opted to make fake peanut butter with toppings for him to dip in.

“This is so good,” Remus said with his mouth full, bits of apple mixed in the saliva-filled play-doh clearly visible in his mouth.

“Ew!” Patton cackled delightedly, kicking his feet under the table as he wiggled in his seat.

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naminethewriter · 2 years

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And I’ll Strike ‘Cause I’m a Monster

Day 3 and this time the two are kids with superpowers. Hope you enjoy 💛💚

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Summary: Janus' scales were a sign of his powers but they cause him to get bullied constantly. Some older kids are beating him up when finally someone stands up for him.

Janus hadn’t asked to be born with scales on his face. It was a sign that he had powers, which is said to be a gift but in actuality it caused him nothing but pain. He didn’t mind his powers, even if he couldn’t control them yet, he was only eight after all, but he didn’t understand why they had to come with the scales. They didn’t serve a purpose other than announcing to everyone that he was different and being different was not something you want to be.

He'd been bullied his entire school life so far. The other kids say he’s scary, that he’ll curse them if they look into his eyes or that he is an omen for bad luck. He didn’t have friends, the few kids that were willing to speak to him were pressured into stopping lest they’d be bullied as well.

Janus had learned to live with it, he could ignore their words most of the time and his mother always reassured him that he was a good kid and that one day he would do great things with his powers and then all the others would love to be his friends. But one day wasn’t now, so Janus waited alone until then.

No, the words weren’t the problem. The fights on the other hand were.

None of his powers were helpful in fights. He could tell when they were lying, he could attempt to shapeshift but he wasn’t good enough to make himself stronger that way, he could grow more arms to protect himself with but most of the time that just made them hit him more.

It was all he could do though, so he made himself as small as possible, one pair of arms shielding his head, the other pulling his legs tight against his belly. They kicked him in the back and he whimpered. He could only pray that they’d get bored soon and leave.

“Hey! Leave him alone!” a voice suddenly called from nearby. Someone came to his rescue? No, that couldn’t be, they probably hadn’t seen him clearly and as soon as they did they would join in or leave.

“Piss off, squib!” the leader of his attackers called, a boy around thirteen years old, much bigger than Janus. His friends stopped hitting him for the moment but he didn’t dare move.

“You piss off! I won’t let you hurt him more!”

“And what will you do to stop us, huh? One little squib against all of us. We’ll take you apart along with him!”

“You can try but I’ll wipe the floor with you!”

“Cocky little shit!”

The guys walked away from him and Janus waited with bated breath for the sounds of the other kid getting punched but instead there was a weird slurping sound and the older kids screamed.

“What the fuck?!”

“He’s also one! A monster!”

“Doesn’t matter, he’s still a squib, just kick ‘im!”

Janus risked lowering his arms just enough to get a glimpse of the scene in front of him. The other kid was surrounded by the bullies but he was grinning at them with confidence. Above his shoulders was something that wriggled and Janus guessed that’s what made the guys call him a monster.

A monster, just like him.

The attackers moved to strike him, the wriggling things did the same and Janus couldn’t look, so he shut his eyes tight and covered his ears as best as he could. He could still hear the yelling and something hitting something else but he couldn’t distinguish who did what.

He stayed still and waited, and after a few minutes he could feel many feet hitting the pavement, moving away from him. He slowly uncovered his ears and opened his eyes.

“You’ll pay for this, you monster!”

“You better run! And don’t bother him again, you fucks!”

The bullies were leaving and the other kid yelled after them, flipping them the bird. Janus couldn’t believe his eyes. The boy couldn’t be much older than him, the guys must’ve been bigger than him and there’d been at least five of them. How had he managed to fight them off?

“Bunch of assholes,” the kid said when the bullies weren’t in sight anymore and then he turned to Janus. “You okay?” Only then could Janus see that his nose was bleeding and his cheek was swelling.

“Me?! What about you?!”

“Huh? I’m fine.”

“You’re bleeding!”

“Am I?” He touched his nose and looked at the blood staining his fingers. “I guess I am.”

“’I guess’? Doesn’t that hurt?”

“Not really. I’ve had worse.” Janus stared at him in disbelief. “What about you? Can you get up?”

Right, he was still sitting on the floor. Carefully, he moved his legs to see if they were hurt but they only stung a bit so he tried to stand. He was almost back on his feet as he stumbled forward, only to be caught by one of those wriggly things.

“Careful! Can you stand or do I need to help you?”

Janus shook himself out of the shock and straightened, pushing the thing away. It was slimy. He grimaced.

“Ew.” The other kid started giggling.

“I guess you’re fine then.” He held out a hand. “My name’s Remus, I’m an octopus.”

Janus blinked at him. “An octopus?”

“Yeah! See my arms?” He moved one of the wriggly things in between them. “I’ve got four of them and I can turn my human arms and feet into them too! And if I try really hard, I can shift the rest of my body into an octopus, too, but I’m not good at that yet.” He grinned. “What’s your name?”

“Janus.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Janny! Especially since you’re a monster like me! I haven’t met many other monsters yet.”

“You say that like it’s a good thing to be a monster.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No, it isn’t.”

“Why?”

“’Cause the other kids are mean about it.”

“Why does that matter?”

“Huh?”

“Why does it matter what the other kids say? Being a monster is cool! You can do lots of stuff they can’t and no monster is the same as another, we’re unique!”

“But blending in is better, right?” Janus asked, confused. “If you blend in, other kids won’t bully you.”

“Bullies always find a reason to be mean, just don’t let them get to you.”

“Easy for you to say. You can fight.”

“You can fight, too. You just need to learn how. I could teach you if you want.”

“You would?”

“Sure! Monsters should stick together!” He grinned again and Janus couldn’t help mirroring him.

“Okay.”

“Great! How about you come over to my house? My brother and his friends are there and one of them can heal us a bit. Do you know your house’s phone number?”

“I do.”

“Awesome. Then my mom can call yours, so she doesn’t worry. Let’s go!”

Remus grabbed him by the hand and pulled him along and Janus let him. Maybe he finally found a friend that would stay with him, even if others were being mean.

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brandstifter-sys · 2 years

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Roman was a big boy! He was a brave prince who didn't cry because of a silly boo-boo! But he fell off his bike and skinned his knee and it hurt so much! Why did he think he could ride without training wheels? He was sitting by the pavement next to his stupid bike, crying like a baby!

And it was worse when his brother found him. He knew Remus would make fun of him. Remus was mean to him all the time! That big jerk had that stupid jerkface smile when he came up to him. But to Roman's surprise, it fell.

"What happened Pissy?" Remus asked and poked his lip. Roman hurt his knee really bad—he would need a big bandaid, maybe two! Roman whimpered and hid his face in his hands.

"Can you get up?"

Roman shook his head.

"Can you scream?"

Roman shook his head.

"Then I'll scream for you!" Remus said with determination. He adjusted his stance and shrieked, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Remus!" Patton gasped as he ran out of the house. He raced to his boys, praying that Remus didn't get hurt too badly and cursing himself for leaving them alone for five minutes. The bathroom waits for no one!

"What happened, kiddo?—Roman!" Patton gawked when he reached the twins. Remus was standing next to his brother in a power stance, ready to scream again. But Roman was weeping and he had skinned his knee.

"C'mere, kiddo," Patton said and knelt by Roman, "Let's get you cleaned up." Roman sniffled and let his dad pick him up. Patton got up and looked at Remus with a small smile.

"Can you bring the bike to the garage, please? Once Ro is all cleaned up, I'll get you boys some ice cream."

"Ice cream!" Remus cheered and picked up the bike. He kept shouting that as he ran up the driveway, wheeling the bike along. Patton chuckled at his antics and followed close behind. He winced when Remus slammed into the garage door with a thud.

"Ow!" he whined and rubbed his forehead. A bruise was already forming. But he was still smiling and excited for ice cream. Patton had his work cut out for him.

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nothingtoseeherebyeexx · 20 days

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the beginning of a beautiful friendship

part one

#literature nerds since DAY 1 #remus lupin #remus j lupin #remus john lupin #lily evans #platonic moonflower #marauders #marauders era #marauders as kids #remus and lily #lily and remus

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ilophilia · 1 month

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Sirius: So it turns out I am gay.

Remus: Oh, congrats.

Sirius: Now I just need to find a bloke to shag.

Remus: I'm a bloke who shags.

#just lovers #bizzarestars #marauders era #the marauders #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #Remus: kidding #Sirius: please don't be

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daddiesdrarryy · 25 days

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Remus: So you and Pads’s brother are just sleeping together now?

James: Yeah, and I’m not great at casual relationships. I don’t want to scare Reggie off

Remus: Then just give him some space, all right? Don’t Floo, don't write him letters, don’t call

James: That’s crazy, Moony. What if I see a sunset that reminds me of him?

Remus: …

Remus: When do you see him next?

James: We’re having dinner tonight

Remus: Okay, put a rubber band around your wrist, and any time you start planning your wedding or naming your children, I want you to stab yourself in the hand with a fork

James: What’s the rubber band for?

Remus: To slow the bleeding

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that-bitch-kat3 · 1 year

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james potter is the type of person who would make his friends in the sims 4 and then make them live happy lives ‘because they deserve it’

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gabihime-jegulusseeker · 7 months

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jegulus incorrect quote: James had a quidditch accident

Madam Pomfrey: I'm sorry, sir. We can only allow family to see Mr. Potter at this time-

Regulus: Bold of you to assume I won't marry him on the spot.

James, still very drugged: You tell 'em, honey.

#madam pomfrey #marauders #merodeadores #regulus black #james x regulus #james potter #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #madam pomfrey its so done #same situation happened with wolfstar last moon #she loved this kids but they are idiots #regulus would marry james on the spot though #sirius would marry remus too #and she knows it #maybe she is prompting them #marauders incorrect quotes #jegulus incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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jungle321jungle · 2 years

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Something Worth Stealing: Four

“What do you think?”

(Virgil becomes the newest nanny for his very attracti- for Logan.)

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Four

Virgil had woken early the next morning, and upon checking on the children had found that Logan had fallen asleep leaning against the bed both twins were sharing. Part of him briefly considered moving the man, but not wanting to wake him, he left him be. Turns out Patton was the only one awake besides himself, so took the baby and brought him down to make breakfast. Pancakes, bacon, and eggs were the name of the game this morning, and Virgil wasn't alone long, as the smell of food seemed to rouse the rest of the house. Janus joined him first, followed by the twins, who told him that their father was going to shower. It had been easy to cook and entertain the children, what hadn’t been easy was everything that followed after Logan appeared. Virgil had told him a simple good morning and Logan had quickly looked away from him, preoccupying himself with setting the table. But any question of if the man was alright, was stopped when he saw the slight blush on his boss’ face and Virgil immediately short circuited as he remembered the words spoken last night. At the time he had been so focused on trying to get Logan to understand that he is a good person and father that Virgil had dismissed the other revelation of the evening.

That Logan had been focused on watching him swim, and apparently day dreamed of putting sunscreen on him?

Virgil felt his own face flush as he forced his gaze into the pancake in the pan. It didn’t make sense, Logan even giving him a once over. Sure Virgil thought Logan was attractive, anyone with some sense would understand that he was beautiful, but Virgil… Virgil was just average. Why would someone who could have literally anyone have the slightest of interest in him? Had it been a trick of the light? Maybe because he had been shirtless and further away? Maybe because Logan was having a hard time dating and he was just frust-

The train of thought thankfully ran off the rails before Virgil could properly consider his boss’ sex life as Logan’s hand pulled the spatula from his, “You're going to burn it.”

Virgil didn’t have any intelligence left to make a sound as Logan leaned over him to remove the pancake from the pan. When the spatula was handed back to him, Virgil forced himself to speak (but he kept his eyes on the pan as he poured in more batter), “How’s your head?”

“I took a few Advil,” Logan sighed, moving away. “But for once I’m not a fan of all the natural light in here… I understand why you were intent on stopping me now.”

Virgil gave a chuckle, “The moral of the story here is to listen to the nanny.”

“That’s rule number one!” Remus chimed in.

Upon glancing over Virgil watched as Logan raised an eyebrow and went to ruffle his son’s hair. “That’s an important rule for you, not me.”

“But Virgil is often right,” Roman considered.

“He’s annoying but he’s right,” Janus agreed.

Logan gave a sigh and shook his head (and seemed to immediately regret the action), “Breakfast isn’t quite yet ready. Why don’t you three put on some real clothes?”

The boys protested, but ultimately did as they were told. “I’ll change this one too,” Logan decided, pulling Patton from his high chair.

“Okay,” Virgil nodded. “I should be done soon.”

Logan didn’t respond, but he hesitated at the stairs, “Perhaps you and I can speak more later?”

Virgil’s face once again betrayed him as he mumbled an “okay” in response.

Breakfast was followed with games and that with staying in sand by the water, but soon enough the weekend trip was ending and it was time to return home.

“I wanna stay longer,” Remus complained while getting in the car.

“Not this time,” Logan told him from his place in the front seat. “You have school tomorrow.”

“Can’t we just skip it?”

“No we cannot. I also have work tomorrow, and I can’t skip that.”

“Virgil works every day, you can leave and we can stay with him,” Roman decided.

“Also not happening. Now buckle up.”

The boys save for Patton were quick to fall asleep, which left an awkward silence between Logan, Virgil, and the poor driver who had to exist in this tension. Part of him wanted to have a conversation and just get it over with, he wanted to realize that something crazy was going on because there was no way Logan could truly like him, but at the same time he wanted to hide at the bottom of the ocean for as long as he could.

Any thoughts on what to do next were quickly erased by the ringing on his phone bearing his sister’s name. He didn’t get a chance to even say hello before the sound of crying met his ears and Virgil’s mood plummeted.

“V! I wanna talk to Jan!” She demanded.

“Uh, he’s asleep. I can wake him, but first what’s wrong?” He asked worriedly. “Did he-”

“Ruin my life again? Yes! I’m fucking pregnant! Damn it! I shouldn’t have taken him back!” Virgil took a deep breath as understanding of the conversation came. At first he was thankful that she was safe, but then came the questions he didn’t dare ask. This wasn’t the time.

“I don’t know what to do,” she continued sniffling. “I just wanna talk to Janus for a bit.”

“Alright, let me wake him. Just try not to worry him?”

“Shut up,” she grumbled in response but he could hear how she cleared her throat. So after a moment he then leaned over to give his nephew a gentle shake.

When Janus stirred he gave his nephew a smile, “Mom wants to talk to you.”

Janus was awake at once and pulled the phone from Virgil’s hand and put it to his ear. “Mom! Mom! We went to a lake house!”

“Shhh,” Virgil urged. “The others are still sleeping.”

“Sorry!” He whispered. “Mom! We went to- why are you crying?”

The conversation was short, and from what Virgil could gather she made no mention of her pregnancy, only promises of coming to visit Janus soon enough. But Virgil had a feeling that like other times it wouldn’t turn out that way. And judging from his expression, his young nephew thought the same way. But he didn’t say anything to Virgil after he hung up, he just helped himself to the games he had previously downloaded on Virgil’s phone. Virgil would have to talk to him later.

Logan seemed to have a similar thought process as he pulled Virgil aside when they reached the manor. “Is everything alright?”

“My sister,” Virgil started slowly. “Her situation just got a bit more… complicated.”

“Do… Do you want to talk about it?”

Virgil paused, his gaze drifting to where Janus had joined Remus in crawling on the floor beside Patton. He appeared fine, but then again the boy was good at pretending… however Virgil wasn’t. “If you don’t mind,” Virgil said finally.

Logan led the way upstairs to an empty sitting room but once they were both comfortable, Virgil wasn’t sure what to say.

“How are you feeling?” Logan asked him.

“I… I don’t know,” Virgil shrugged. “I’m not sure what to do about this.”

“May I ask what happened?”

“My sister. She… things got hard when she left her ex because of multiple reasons. Because of him she has had to move a few times, and that’s why I have Janus. Which I’m totally fine with! But... but the plan always was that she would figure things out and get to a place where he can live with her again but…”

“But?”

“She took him back after all that, and now she’s pregnant again. I don’t think she told Janus, and I don’t know what she’s going to do. But if she really is gonna stay with him then… then I feel like Janus loses either way.”

“I apologize that I can’t help in this situation, but I do know that Janus is lucky to have you.”

Virgil gave a slight laugh in dismissal, “You have to say that, don’t you?”

“You don’t believe me? Virgil you’re a person who will do anything for him. You brought him into your home, gave him your bed, you got a second job, and then we’re even willing to risk it all by stealing from me to help him. You’re a good person and a good person for him. And for my boys as well.”

Virgil took a deep breath to avoid the emotions swelling within him, before he nodded. “And you’re a good father.”

Logan’s mouth opened and closed before he conceded with a sigh, “I thought I was comforting you?”

“It’s a two way street… How are you feeling about yesterday?”

“I’m going to do better for them,” Logan promised “That’s- that’s the best that I can do.”

“And that’s perfect.”

Logan gave a slight smile, “Let me know if I can do anything for you, even if it’s just lending an ear. But I shouldn’t keep you away from Janus any longer.”

Virgil stood with a nod, “Let me know if I can do anything for you… you do pay me to help out after all.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow Virgil.”

It wasn’t until he was home later, that something occurred to Virgil. He had been so distracted by his sister, that he had completely forgotten that

“Logan likes me.”

“That’s obvious,” Janus commented into a bite of pizza.

Virgil’s eyes widened as he realized he had spoken aloud. “I-I mean that-”

Janus ignored him as he made a face, “Roman said that Logan wants to be all gross and kissy to you.”

“W…what?”

“Don’t be gross in front of me.”

“I…”

“I like Logan but I don’t want to be cousins with Roman.”

Virgil took a bite of pizza to keep from responding, but ultimately there was still something he needed to talk to his nephew about. “What did you and your mom talk about?”

Janus gave a noncommittal shrug, “Nothing really. But she sounded sad.”

“It’s probably because she misses you.”

“I miss her too. But I want her to be happy like us.”

“Like us?”

“Yeah, I think it would be best if she could live with us.” Janus paused in thought before he frowned, “But I don’t think all three of us could share your bed. So maybe after we finally move.”

“Once we get settled in a new place we can ask her what she thinks. But that’s still gonna be a while.”

“Can’t we speed things up? The sooner you get a new place, the sooner we get an even bigger TV!”

Virgil gave a laugh, “And here I thought you were excited about your own room.”

“I am! But I also want a big TV, so that way our movie nights can feel like movie theater nights.”

“Is this a subtle hint that tonight should be a movie night?”

“Yup! But you get to pick this movie this time.“

“A true honor. Thank you, good sir.”

“Of course my dear Uncle!”

~~~~

Standing in front of the mansion Virgil couldn’t help but feel a nervousness he hadn’t felt since his first day as a nanny.

“Uncle Vir-” The rest of his name was drowned out by Janus’ yawn as he poked Virgil in the side. “Why did we have get here so early?”

“I need to talk to Logan,” Virgil told him (more to convince himself to actually do it than anything), before he moved to unlock the door.

Upon entering the home he was quick to get Janus set up with some breakfast before he headed to Logan’s office. Standing in front of the fancy door, Virgil took a deep breath, mustered all the courage he had, and knocked. He stepped back from the door and waited. As he waited, the seconds felt like ages. His heart was drumming in his chest as he tried to figure out what exactly to say. He flexed his fingers as he waited… and waited… and waited. To no response. Had he come at a bad time? He had come early, and usually Logan was already dressed and doing things by the time he arrived. No, no, he probably just hadn’t heard. But a second knock yielded the same result as the first. Damn it. Logan was clearly busy and he was being nothing more than a bother. He should just stick to his job and check on the boys. Maybe Patton? The baby usually woke up first, but he usually laid quietly in his room. But what if he wasn’t asl-

“Virgil?”

Virgil was quick to turn to see Logan coming around the corner. His boss gave him a casual nod, “You’re early today.”

“Um yeah,” Virgil started at peak intelligence. “We… We never got that chance to talk. And quite frankly I think I would implode if I’m confused all day.”

Logan’s lips twitched into a smile before he turned and headed back down a hall and waved for Virgil to follow. It was awkward. More so than Virgil would ever admit, but he followed Logan to and then into his bedroom. To a room he hadn’t been in since he had stolen Logan’s watch… truly a great spot for this conversation. Logan hadn’t seemed to notice Virgil’s apprehensions as he sat on his bed and motioned for Virgil to sit in a chair beside the bed.

“I apologize,” Logan said quickly. “It seems my filter doesn’t work as well when I drink. While I had intended to speak with you about my feelings and not ruining our work relationship, I hadn’t meant to do so in such a tactless manner. I understand and I apologize if I have made you uncomfortable.”

“N-no! You didn’t I just- uh, I just was… surprised,” Virgil assured.

Logan gave a nod and a slight breath of relief, “I’m glad. I didn’t want to make it too awkward for you to work here. If you want, I’m willing to keep my distance and-”

“Keep your distance?”

“Yes, I don’t wish to make you feel out of place here, just because our feelings do not align. My feelings are mine and I do not intend to push them onto you.” As Logan’s explanation continued, Virgil could only look at his boss in surprise. He had thought he had (accidentally) been quite obvious about his thoughts and feelings for Logan, but it seemed Logan was fretting over Virgil thought about him so much that he hadn’t realized Virgil felt the same way.

“I… I don’t want you to distance yourself,” Virgil started slowly and he could already feel his face heating up. “And…”

“And?”

“I… I just can’t believe you actually like me. I’m just strange and boring, and I did try to steal from you once. I’m just average looking- but you? You are the attractive and cool one. It just doesn’t make sense. Anyone in their right mind should like you, but why me?” The heat of Virgil’s face was probably enough to fry an egg, but somewhere deep down, he was aware of the look of utter bafflement on Logan’s face.

“Am I to understand that,” Logan started slowly as a blush creeped its way into his face. “That you…”

Virgil gave a groan of embarrassment as his head fell into his hands, “Don’t make me say it!”

“Al-alright…”

The silence rang loud between them, before the sound of the door opening drew Virgil’s attention. Then in the doorway stood an excited looking Roman in his pajamas. “Daddy! I lost my tooth!” He didn’t wait for Logan to respond before he ran up and opened his mouth for Logan to examine.

“Uh- Oh I see!” Logan smiled, snapping back into dad mode. “We’ll have to put it under your pillow tonight.”

“Virgil! Virgil! Look!” Roman shouted, moving to stand in front of Virgil.

“I didn’t even know you had a wiggly tooth,” Virgil told him.

“It wasn’t that loose, but Remus hit me with a really heavy pillow! And it hurt a lot- but then my tooth fell out!”

“That’s… that’s quite the heavy pillow,” Virgil said slowly, his gaze flickering to Logan who gave a frown.

“He shouldn’t have done that, and who knows what he put in there?” Logan said, spinning Roman to face him. “Why don’t you start getting ready and then I’ll talk to Remus. I need to talk to Virgil right now.”

Roman gave a quick nod before a thought seemed to occur to him, which made him smile wide (with a missing space in there), “I’m gonna go show Patton!” And with that he vanished from the bedroom leaving Virgil and Logan alone, but in a less awkward space than before.

“Virgil?” Logan asked, standing and readjusting his suit jacket. “Can I invite you to dinner, just the two of us?”

Virgil gave a slight nod but he didn’t meet that alluring gaze, “If you and I go to dinner, who watches the kids?“

“That can be determined later. I think your answer is more important. Might I take you on a date?”

“ …Yes. I’d, I’d like that.”

Logan gave him a winning smile. “Then I look forward to that evening.”

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#Analogical #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #remus sanders #Janus Sanders #patton sanders #kid!au #kid!remus #kid!roman #kid!janus #kid!patton #KidFic #worth stealing

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ellecdc · 22 days

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love, you HAVE to continue the moonwater x pregnant reader who are announcing the pregnancy with a very dramatic barty and over enthusiastic sirius

say less (this was supposed to be a short little blurb, how'd it end up being so long? [it's cuz they're dramatic])

poly!moonwater x pregnant!reader who tell their friends // 2nd trimester

The first sound you heard when you, Remus, and Regulus stepped through the floo at Potter manor was the sound of Harry squealing in delight.

“Again, Pa’foo! Again!” The toddler cheered as Sirius, who was laying on the floor on his back, took Harry’s hands in his and lifted his godson up into the air by his feet.

“Quick, Red! What are those muggle flying thingies called again!?” Sirius shouted through the apartment.

You chuckled at the sight as Regulus tried passing you a sweater on account of “the many drafts in Potter manor” which you quickly refused. “I think you’re looking for aeroplane, Sirius.”

Sirius leaned his head back further so he was looking at you upside down and offered you a flirty grin.

Before he was able to say anything too salacious, Harry squealed and launched himself at you.

“Auntie!”

“Hi Haz!” You cheered back, bending down to hold the child to your chest. “Having fun?”

Harry confirmed that he was as he moved to hug Remus and Regulus before tearing off to tell his parents that everyone was here.

Sirius accepted Remus’ hand up and they clapped each other on the back in what Regulus has dubbed a “bro hug” that he was “zero percent interested in ever receiving, thank you”.

“Nice of you all to finally show up. V’been here for hours already.” Sirius taunted.

“He’s a sodding liar.” You heard Lily say as the four of you made your way to the dining room where Harry was already sitting in his booster seat and shoving food into his mouth by means of one baby fork and one pudgy hand. “He’s been here for five minutes maybe.”

Sirius scoffed. “You’re no fun, Red. I didn’t even get to see the little twitch in Reggie’s jaw at the thought of having held everyone up.”

“Sod off.” Regulus hissed as he smacked his brother upside the head.

“Lily! Regulus just hit me!” He cried, rubbing the back of his head.

“Squealer.” Regulus muttered darkly and took a seat as Remus pulled out a chair for you in the place beside him.

You didn’t realise how quiet the room had gotten until after Remus had pushed your chair back in underneath you and took a seat to your opposite side. You looked up to notice all eyes were on you.

“What the hell is going on?” Lily asked bluntly.

“What do you mean?” You asked, though your voice sounded relatively high.

Sirius let out a disbelieving laugh. “That one?” He said as he pointed an accusatory finger towards his brother. “That one had etiquette lessons drilled into him from the moment he could walk. This one?” He continued, moving his finger to Remus. “Is the least gentlemanly man I’ve ever met.”

Remus let out a simultaneously hysterical and offended laugh as he looked cautiously towards you and Regulus. “I am too a gentleman!”

“You’ve never once pulled out my chair, Moony.” James accused with narrowed eyes.

“And why in the hells would he pull out your chair, Potter?” Regulus sneered.

“A gentleman would.” Lily argued.

“He would not!” Remus countered.

“Only an un-gentleman would say such a thing, Moons.”

“You’ve lost the plot, Sirius.”

“Are you pregnant?” Lily whispered, causing the table to fall silent again as everyone returned their attention to you.

You looked awkwardly between Remus and Regulus again; this isn’t exactly how you’d planned to tell them. You were hoping to have at least made it through your meal before you opened up the discussion, knowing there would be plenty of questions.

You don’t know why you even bothered to make plans with this lot; getting just about anything done was guaranteed to be nothing short of chaos.

“Oh, my gods. You are.” She breathed out in disbelief, a grin spreading across her face.

“Shut up.” James said as he slammed his hands down on the table, looking between you, Regulus, and Remus imploringly. “Shut up; no you’re not. Are you? Are you really?”

You let out an emotional laugh and nodded, looking down to your lap where you were nervously wringing your hands before one of Remus’ joined the mix.

“Oh my gods!” James shrilled as Lily let out an excited squeal.

“How far along are you? What are your cravings? Have you had terrible morning sickness? How far along are you?” Lily asked in rapidfire.

“Okay, okay. Salazar, take it easy.” Regulus admonished placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “We’re almost fourteen weeks now. The cravings change almost every week, but this week it’s been spicy foods.”

This earned you all an indignant scoff from James at having spicy cravings and not going to him for recipes.

“Which has been awful for the heart burn.” Remus noted lovingly causing you to flush impossibly further.

“Morning sickness has been a bit of an issue.” Regulus continued.

“And is usually an issue well throughout the rest of the day and evening as well.” Remus added.

“Fourteen weeks!?” Sirius finally screeched, looking at the three of you in faux admonishment. “You’ve known for fourteen weeks that I was going to be an uncle-”

“Again.” James corrected quietly.

“Again.” Sirius agreed without breaking his stare with his brother. “...that I was going to be an uncle again for fourteen weeks, and you didn’t bother to tell me!?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Sirius.” Regulus scoffed dismissively. “We’ve only known for almost eight weeks.”

“Eight weeks!?” James and Sirius chorused.

“I needed to be shopping seven weeks ago.” Sirius squawked.

Remus titled his head at his friend. “Why only seven weeks?”

“I’d need at least a week recovering from the fact that you’ve defiled my brother.”

You and Remus scoffed at that.

“Defiled him?” You begged incredulously at the same time as Remus muttered “I wouldn’t be surprised if this was his doing.”

James gasped dramatically at that. “Do you know who the other parent is?”

“James!” Lily and Remus chided at the same time.

“Now, Potter. Generally, when three people love each other very much, and they bring a child into the world, they’d all be parents.” Remus explained as if it had been Harry who asked the question.

“Sod off, that’s not what I meant. Is it going to be a Black? A little cub?” He carried on, sucking the air out of the room.

James always meant to say the nicest things, they just never came out quite right; and this time, he’d struck a bit of a nerve.

Fortunately, Sirius never allowed moments to stay awkward for long.

He groaned in disgust. “Never mind that; the child is damned either way. Do you know if it’s going to be a girl or a boy?”

You snorted at that as both Remus and Regulus harrumphed quietly and sat back in their chairs.

“It’s a little early for that, Pads.” Lily explained.

“The boys are divided on what the sex of the baby is going to be so they’re not going to find out until the baby is born.” You explained, causing Sirius to grin mischievously.

“They’re not going to find out, you say?”

“But you are?” James asked excitedly.

“Yeah, I’ll find out at the 16 week checkup.”

“Don’t even think about it.” Remus warned Sirius and James who both squawked in protest.

“Absolutely not; if Remus and I aren’t finding out, neither are you two.” Regulus proclaimed.

“Fine, but I want in on the bets; who’s betting on which sex?” James asked as he leaned his elbows onto the table - nearly right into his mashed potatoes.

“The sex of my baby is not a bet!” Regulus protested as Remus said “I think it’s a girl.”

Both Sirius and James hummed as they leaned back in their chairs and Lily scrutinised you.

“I think it’s a girl, too.” She claimed.

“Yeah I’m with Moony.” Sirius said as he brought his glass of wine to his mouth.

“Moony!?” James hollered. “After it took us 700 years to convince him we’d be fine on full moons and we’d been right and he’d been wrong? Nope.” He said with a pop of the p. “I’m putting my money with Baby Black.”

“Never call me that again, Potter.” Regulus muttered.

“Who all knows?” Lily asked as the conversation relaxed and you all began eating.

“No one.” You admitted. “You guys were the first people we’ve told.”

Lily made a sweet cooing sound as James and Sirius (and then Harry) cheered.

“Wait wait wait!” Sirius interrupted. “Does Junior not know!?”

You and Regulus grimaced as Remus barked a laugh.

“That’s next on her list.” Regulus answered, evading any responsibility of his oldest friend onto you.

“My list?!”

“He’s your friend.” He argued.

“He was your friend, first.”

“Yeah but he’d literally push me in front of a stampede of Hippogriffs for you.”

“Oh, don’t flatter yourself, Regulus; he’d push anyone in front of a stampede of Hippogriffs for fun.” You countered darkly, picking up the glass of wine that had been sitting in front of you before you realised what you were doing and Remus quickly plucked it from your hands and replaced it with a glass of water.

“Perhaps, but he wouldn’t push you in front of a stampede of hippogriffs, would he?” Regulus challenged, raising a perfectly arched black eyebrow at you.

He was so handsome it pissed you right off.

“You’re actually going to leave your pregnant girlfriend to the hyenas?”

“I’m not leaving my girlfriend to the hyenas.” Regulus scoffed and turned back to his plate. “I’m only leaving her to one.”

Like the absolute sodding bastard that Regulus was, he really did leave you alone to the hyena. He claimed he had a meeting with the Wizengamot he couldn’t miss, but you claimed bullshit.

And the longer you and Barty travelled between the shops on Oxford street, the more you were beginning to lose your nerve.

He was your best friend; why were you afraid of him?

“The fuck are you looking at you stupid fucking tosser? I’ll rearrange your organs; keep walking!” He spat at someone he decided looked at the pair of you either too strangely or for too long, you’d never know.

Right….that was why.

Suddenly, Barty gasped dramatically and grabbed your arm rather roughly. “You know what we should do?”

“What?”

“We should get matching tattoos!” He said with a beaming smile.

You patted his cheek in a way that if even his own boyfriend had tried it, he’d have been bitten, but you were just rewarded with him leaning into it. “Barty, how many matching tattoos do we have?”

“Thirteen. Why?” He answered readily.

You laughed again, and took both of his hands in yours. “Actually, Barty. There’s something I need to tell you.”

“I knew it.”

“What?”

“You’re sick and tired of Reg and Lupin and you’re ready to run away with me. I’ve got passports and bags packed at the ready; we’ll start a new life in New Zealand.” He explained nearly all in the same breath.

“No! What? No, Barty I-”

“Oh my gods, you killed one of them, didn’t you? It was an accident; no, they deserved it, I’m certain of it. You need help hiding the body?”

“Barty!”

“Both of them, Treasure? That’s okay, I think there’s enough room in the Crouch family plot to hide them.”

“Barty! I’m pregnant.” You finally admitted, watching as Barty cut himself off mid sentence to stare at you blankly.

You were sure it was about 26 seconds of Barty staring intensely into your eyes with his hands gripped tightly in yours before those eyes flit down to your stomach.

It was another approximately 34 seconds where his eyes flit between both of yours and your stomach before he had his arms around your waist and was carrying you off to gods knows where.

“Barty Crouch Junior! You put me down right now!” You demanded.

He pfft’d at you and hiked you up further under his arm. “Fat chance; last time I left you alone for any amount of time, you got yourself knocked up.”

“Bartemus!”

With an overly dramatic sigh, Barty placed you down onto a bench on the street and crouched down in front of you.

“You’ve been pregnant all day and you let me drag you all around kingdom come?” He implored, shaking your shoulders gently. “You have two men at home; do they know you are out on your feet like this?”

“Well, yes, but-”

“Give me your cellular device.” He demanded, holding his hand out expectantly.

“Barty, seriously I-”

“The cellular device, witch!” He squawked with an impatient snap of his fingers.

You knew better at this point in your friendship than to argue with Barty when he got like this, and handed him your phone.

He looked at it for a few moments before hastily handing it back to you. “Make it ring Lupin, and Regulus too. I know you two convinced him to get one; he’s always text messaging Evan.”

You sighed and did as asked, organising a three-way call between you and the boys before Barty ripped it back out of your hands and held it to his ear.

“Yes, hello, am I speaking to one-half of the dumbest duo in all of the British Isles?” He spat into the phone.

“Yes, and hello Lupin, thanks for joining this call. There’s an emergency.”

You cringed at Barty’s very purposeful word choice when you heard the voices of both your boyfriends pick up in volume over the phone.

“Yes, well, you best hurry. We’re near the Disney Store on Oxford St.” Barty demanded before hanging up and looking at you excitedly. “We should go to the Disney Store!”

“What have you done?”

Barty didn’t have a chance to answer before you heard two snaps of apparition from an alleyway a few shops away from you and you saw your two boyfriends running over.

“Dove!”

“What’s the matter!?” Regulus demanded, crouching next to your form immediately as Remus knelt directly in front of you.

“Well hello to you too, boys. Merlin you’re with rude blokes, Treasure.”

Regulus’ silver gaze darted menacingly to Barty. “You told us there was an emergency.”

“Are you okay, dove? What’s wrong?” Remus asked you quietly. You offered him a reassuring smile before Barty carried on in his theatrics.

“There is an emergency, you knobhead. You’ve not only defiled this beautiful flower; you’ve allowed her to walk for kilometres with her condition!”

“Condition!?” You and Regulus squawked at the same time.

“Junior.” Remus admonished with a tired sigh. “She’s barely five months along and-”

“Five months!? You’ve been keeping this from me for five months!?” He beseeched as he turned his ire onto you.

“And,” Remus raised his voice. “It’s good for her to stay active; it keeps her and the baby strong and healthy.”

And didn’t that just shut Barty up.

“Hey. Yeah I’m alright thanks, how are you?” Regulus said into his phone, causing the three of you to all look over at him.

“Yeah, can you come pick your boyfriend up, please? Oxford Street near the Disney Store. Right. Okay, thanks. Bye.”

He pocketed his phone and looked at Barty with no lack of vexation.

“Now why would you call my boyfriend, Black?” Barty asked as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, causing you to scoff at the hypocrisy.

“You feeling okay, dove?” Remus asked again, squeezing your elbow gently with and looking at you with eyes so full of love and concern you felt like you were going to implode.

“I’m okay; we’re okay.” You insisted, causing him to let out a relieved breath and press his forehead to your abdomen.

“What have you done now, Junior?” Evan drawled as he casually walked towards the four of you with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

Barty stomped over to his boyfriend and plucked the smoke from his lips and vanished it disturbingly close to the muggles brushing past the two of them.

“We’re in one of those moods, are we?” Evan looked Barty up and down disapprovingly.

“She’s pregnant.” Barty emphasised, throwing a dramatic arm out behind him to gesture at you causing a passing man to have to duck lest he be clotheslined.

“Oh, bet? Congrats.” Evan said, nodding to the three of you.

“You’re supposed to be on my side!” Barty said with a stomp of his foot.

Evan simply rolled his eyes before he picked his boyfriend up and threw him over his shoulder. “Right, let's get you home.”

“Treasure! You need anything, anything, and you ring me, yeah? Get Regulus to give you Evan’s number. EVAN, TAKE ME TO A MOBILE STORE!”

Their forms disappeared behind a building a few moments before you heard a snap of apparition and you all let out a sigh of relief.

“You’re really okay, dovie?” Remus asked again, a protective hand cupping the nape of your neck and his other hand resting against your waist.

“Just fine, bubs.” You assured him, pressing a kiss to his nose. You were rewarded with Remus relaxing his shoulders and Regulus letting out another sigh of relief.

“Well, I think that went rather well.” You offered cheerfully.

That earned you an unimpressed glare from both boys.

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