#little and broken

[ofdreamsandreality]

Little and Broken

Chapter 4

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A/N Last chapter has been updated to fit along with plot ideas I’ve come up with since writing this chapter

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Get out. Why is he here?” Virgil painfully adjusted himself from where he was on his beat up recliner. Looking at Patton as he asked the question before glaring at who was now in his home.

“I said get out.”

“I’m here to help you little nightmare. You should be thankful I made a presence. I took a leave from my tour.”

“Oh I’m so sorry my near death experience is such a burden. You can go, I won’t keep you from your extravagant life. Get out of my home.”

“Okay, boys.” Patton was trying to firm, he couldn’t handle the bickering. It was a reminder of bad times of their youth. “This is the arrangement. We’re all adults, we can act like it, right?”

“That’s funny coming from you Patton. You’re the most childish “adult” I know. And Roman’s the most self centered, egotistical, jerk I know. And I want both of you out of my home. Now.”

“You little-“ Roman growled

“Roman.” Patton was quick to cut the other off. Doing his best to remain the peacekeeper between the two.

“Virgil we talked about this, you can’t take care of yourself yet. As soon as you get to that point we’ll leave. Okay? This is your home. And we don’t want to invade, do we Roman.” Patton wasn’t asking.

“Guess not.” The actor mumbled.

“I can take care of myself.”

“Sure you can. Why don’t you get up show us what you can do then?” Roman challenged, crossing his arms and smirking at the youngest.

Virgil wasn’t going to back down, and was just beginning to get out of the recliner when the eldest in the room stopped him.

“Virgil, stay. Roman, a word?”

Without waiting patton walked across the apartment and to the second bedroom.

With a snort Roman followed the second eldest sibling to another room.

“What?”

“Can you please not?”

“He started it!”

“I don’t care! I need help Roman. I need this to be easier not harder. He’s different. And I could really use a break so if you could go five minutes without giving in please do so. Just..please.”

Now that they were alone roman could finally take in pattons appearance. He had bags under his eyes, and seemed stressed. It was not something he was used to associating with his brother.

“Alright Pat. Ive got ya. I’m sorry, okay?” He said with a gentle tone. “He just gets under my skin.”

“I know. I…don’t know what happened. One minute we’re a happy family, next minute he’s sixteen and running away.

“He’s a selfish little-“

“Roman.”

“Yeah yeah, no swearing. I remember.”

While the thorns in his side left the main room of the small apartment Virgil closed his eyes and rubbed his temple with his one good hand.

He hated this situation. Once again in his life he was completely helpless. And he couldn’t even remember how it happened.

It was explained to him that possibly after his concussion healed his memories may become clearer. But the true reality of it was that he was never going to fix the patches in his memory. The holes in his mind.

Then there’s the road rash from his mid back down his leg. Well, the one that hadn’t been broken. Plus his left hand and wrist had shattered bones. Never to be the same again. Then there was his broken and battered ribs that hurt with every little movement and made him feel his chest and lungs were burning ever time he breathed.

What fun.

Just as he was getting happy with his life this happens. He sighed, rolling his head to look over at the wheelchair sitting close by his recliner. He hated he needed the thing. But he hadn’t the stability or strength to use crutches yet. But even if he had he doubted he’d even be able to maneuver with those with us wrist and all.

What he hated most of all though was all of the bad memories that this was bringing up for him. Pain wasn’t the only thing keeping him up at night.

“So-“

Virgil jumped at Romans voice. Not hearing the two’s footsteps come back from the single bedroom in the apartment.

“Sure is cold in here.”

“It’s as cold as your personality, you should be used to it.”

With a glance at Patton, Roman bit back the remark he wanted to make.

“Right.”

“Besides that’s how I like it. You’re free to leave if you don’t like it.” Virgil replied staring at the ceiling again.

Roman took a deep breath. “It’s your place.”

He said through his teeth.

This is for Patton. Not the little scrunge goblin before him.

He could do this. For Patton.

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[tuttle-did-it]

David Tennant for Prime Minister, please.

edit- Since this is getting so much attention, edited to include descriptions of screenshots.

This woman has lost her fucking mind.

Jo, are you okay?

[skunkes]

the restrained sniffer

[sarkasticfics]

I went to the movies the other day - hardly news - except about 30 seconds in I had a crossover plotbunny, and now I've got...

...

Shouta has often wished that there was some sort of reliable indicator that things were about to go off the rails at UA. Some sort of alarm system or something.

But on this particular Monday morning, as he stares at his phone in horrified fascination, he would dearly like it if he could take all those wishes back.

Because... because... it had been his free weekend, meaning he hadn't checked his email at all and...

Sunday 02:26 AM

From: nezunezu.principal@ua.ed.jp To: [All staff] Re: Good news!

Hello all! I have decided that in light of your dedication to our fine institution, you all deserve a raise! Please expect a 15% increase next payday!

Have a lovely weekend!

Your Principal

If there ever was a reliable indicator of incoming chaos, that would be it

[bigfatbreak]

What was monarch’s wish 👀

[courtmartialme]

you ruin everything you touch

[wolfythewitch]

heeheeheheheheh 0_0

[spearxwind]

>>"Don't get cocky, heaven will show it's teeth soon enough."

[bunnieswithknives]

Gore, Violence and Blood under the cut

What a mess

[daily-sifloop]

Mmm draw some Sifloop angst please

Day 8: They wouldn't say that... would they?

Credit for the Mal du pays Loop dialogue goes to my amazing best friend <3

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

god etsy is such an on fire trash can but it has a bunch of shipping presets that are difficult to migrate so i guess we'll do it this way

so anyways there's a glitch where sometimes it forces you to buy a shipping label in order to close out DIGITAL purchases which is fucking insane to me.

So I've pulled the only other cross stitch pattern off of it and made it a pay-what-you-want on kofi

I've also uploaded the other MASSIVE pattern onto ko-fi bc why not

It's a fairly obscure monster road trip reference but I'll be real it holds it's own perfectly fine as a fun pattern to have around the house for your average weirdo

both of these are basically free since ko-fi allows you a pay what you like option

If they had canada post shipping label pre-sets and a robust dms-to-custom-commission-listing system I would migrate in a heartbeat but ALAS

[raphaerolo]

The jedi and his commander

[its-haughty]

“I'll kill every one of you who killed Kanna…!!”

(my sorry ass could NOT stop thinking about them and all i can muster is a sketch turned lazily rendered doodle whoops)

[jennydolfen]

Demons run when a good man goes to war

[hajihiko]

Multilingual 🌍

Fuyuhiko: its beneficial to understand when rivals are talking in secret

Sonia: diplomacy is easier when you speak their language too

Hajime: duolingo library forced speedrun

Akane: worked in customer service

Kazuichi is just more of a Language of Numbera guy 😋

[permo2003]

Boredom made my mind create a scenario where the warrior realizes that his hero is never coming back, The little monkeys realize this and try to make the warrior feel better.