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Started April 08, 2019 by @heeey-bitchhhhhhhhhhh

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Patton looked at Deceit and sighed. "I just want him to be okay. No matter all much we all dislike him he's still a part of Thomas and he can be a good person. This never should've happened."

"I don't think he's really… evil. Misunderstood, I think." Logan said.

"I have to agree there. He can't be evil," Patton said.

"Because Thomas isn't evil. Inner coach, remember? Thomas… you made Deceit the way he was. You… you made him like this…." Logan mumbled, realization washing over him.

"I never meant to!" Thomas said. "It's not like I wanted to cause this, Logan!"

"No, no, you don't like lying! It's something you've always been strongly against. Your subconscious mind made Deceit the villain. And we've all just been enforcing that, no wonder he cracked." Logan said shakily.

"I still can't believe I let it get this far…" Thomas said. "Thomas, please don't blame yourself for the current problem here," Patton said.

"Well, if we're blaming anyone then technically he's blaming himself since we're a part of him… nevermind. Roman, are you alright?" Logan asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Roman said.

"You don't seem to be." Logan said softly. "Whoa now, Calculator Watch, are you showing emotions?" Virgil gave a half-hearted laugh. Deceit's stirring grew worse, the occasional whimpering turning to full on crying, screaming out unintelligible phrases, fear evident in his tossing and turning. "No, no, STOP!!" he screamed, and woke up pale and sweating, his vision blurred and red around the edges.

"I just told you I'm fine. Oh, Deceit!" Roman said.

Someone was calling his name. He looked around, there were two people sitting by him, but he could barely recognize the faces, couldn't even see them well. His throat was dry, sore, he couldn't trust himself to speak without his voice cracking or being dry. Pain thudded in his head, he couldn't focus on one thing and couldn't focus on anything, it was all just too much. "Hmm… V-virgil?" he said, looking down at the little side. He realized that he himself was little, they were both kids. "Dee-dee, you were having a nightmare. C'mon, let's make cocoa, we can make a blanket fort too!" he giggled. It isn't real. It isn't real.

"Deceit, that isn't real, you're hallucinating." Virgil said meekly as the side mumbled things about how they could play in the Imagination, or maybe go prank Roman, or how he thought Virgil was his bestest friend ever-

God, not that rabbit trail again. "Deceit, this isn't real." he said. Deceit's voice quavered. "I-it isn't?" he asked dazedly.

"No, it isn't." Virgil said sadly. Deceit blinked a few times, and settled, eyes becoming dull instead of glassy and distant. "You're in Thomas's living room, you passed out. We're gonna keep an eye on you here, okay?" Virgil said.

It was agreed between them and they all went to doing something, whether it was trying to help Deceit in a way or trying to figure out this and end it.

Deceit sat there, shaking for a few minutes, then stood up. "If you'll excuse me, I won't be leaving." he said, his voice cracking but still maintaining some composure.

"You can't just leave, Deceit. All of us care and we're not letting you do more of that to yourself! I don't care how badly you wish to leave, but you are staying right here and we are fixing you because we care!" Roman said. The tone he said this in almost implied his true feelings towards Deceit, but the fact that he was pretty much yelling it hid them perfectly in the end.

"I definitely will listen to you, so keep on trying." he snorted, crossing his lightly scaled arms. "I'm staying and you can change my mind."

"You don't have to listen to me, then. Go on, make it worse. We'll just stop caring and find a way to get rid of you," Roman said. This was clearly just a bunch of sarcasm, but using his talents, he made it seem true in a way, but it was still sarcasm.

"That wouldn't be amazing." Deceit muttered despairingly.

"It was sarcasm, Deceit. We all care about you and if you don't mind we're not going to let you do this to yourself any longer!" Roman said. The end of this statement had almost become a yell. To everyone, it was a little weird why he was getting so close to yelling at Deceit about this. If he were to, it wasn't about this kind of thing.

"Goddamnit Deceit! We don't want you dead, okay? You're a nuisance but you're our nuisance okay?" Virgil said. "I'm just going to leave.." Deceit said, forgetting his doublespeak and begun to sink out.

"You will not leave! We won't allow you to leave and make yourself suffer! You can't die, but we're not wanting you trying to get close to it anyway! We care about you, okay!" roman actually yelled at him, trying to stop him from leaving as well as just getting really annoyed with it, or seemingly, as he was really quite worried, but he didn't want them to know.

"Fuck off!" Deceit said, clawing Roman's arm with his unnaturally long nails and actually ripping the fabric of his shirt and drawing blood.

Roman didn't even really care about that. "I am not letting you do this to yourself! You can do all you want to stop me, but I won't allow your suffering to last any longer and I will make sure you end up perfectly fine!"

Deceit, against his will, was pulled back up by Roman but he was honestly too tired to fight. Honestly, hmm. That was funny. Deceit feeling something honestly. He started to laugh, but it quickly morphed into dry sobbing as he buried himself in Roman's chest.

"It's okay. We're just here to help you," Roman said, hugging Deceit to comfort him.