Teal, Blue Or Green? =Vlante FF= []DISCONTINUED[]

Or Teal (Chapter 13)~Harold

A/N: Chapter number two for the day. :3 Enjoy! ~Car

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Vylad's POV

•A Couple Hours Later•

"Vylad..."

"Vylad..."

"Vylad..."

"Vylad, wake up."

I force my eyes to open. I look in the direction of the voice and see Garroth hovering over me. I take a glance behind me and see Dante still peacefully sleeping. I turn my head back to Garroth, "What's up?" I ask in a tired voice. "We're all going to get a bite to eat. Want to come?" Garroth offers. "Who's 'We'?" I ask. "Laurance, Aphmau, Kawaii~Chan, Katelyn, Zane, Travis, and myself." Garroth checks names off of his imaginary list. "So, want to come?" Garroth smiles. I nod, "Sure." I reply. Garroth's smile grows, "Yay! Come on, baby brother! There's fun to be had!" Garroth grabs my hand and pulls me out from the chair, it falling onto the ground. A loud noise bounces off the walls as the chair settles. I look at Dante, him still sleeping. Wow. Dante's a heavy sleeper. I grab my phone off the small table, then follow Garroth out the door. I get my phone out to text Dante, so he knows where we are. "Where're we going, Garroth?" I ask. "Olive Garden." My oldest brother informs. "We always go there." I whine. "I know." Garroth replies pridefully. "I don't think that's something to be proud of." I say. "Well, I'm proud of it." Garroth states. I roll my eyes, "Whatever you say." I mumble. "Big brothers never fail." Garroth says. "Where did that come from?" I ask. "My mouth." Garroth replies. I sigh, "Way to state the obvious." Garroth and I make our way thru the parking lot, "Of course. I always do that." Garroth reminds me of what he does on almost a daily basis. "You're so cheesy." I murmur. "I know!" Garroth exclaims cheerfully. We step into Garroth's blue jeep. Garroth starts the car, then we start our way down the highway to Olive Garden. I reopen the text message app and tap into Dante's contact. I start typing at a fast pace.

Me: Aye, Dante. Me and the others went out to Olive Garden for a bit. Don't worry.

I hit send. It's read almost immediately by Dante. Guess the chair did wake him up.

Daaaanteee: Ok sweetheart

Me: you're such a flirt

Me: just like travis

Daaaanteee: I know😉❤️

Me: ugh I'm leaving this convo

Daaaanteee: no don't leave me I'm lonely rn

Me: you'll survive a couple hours. There's a TV in your room

Daaaanteee: but I want a little Vylad sitting beside me

Me: tough luck buddy

Daaaanteee: 😢 aww

Me: don't cry over me

Me: Ik I'm fab but I'm noting to cry about

Me: *nothing

Daaaanteee: you can't type, can you?

Me: nope. Never. Thought you knew that.

Daaaanteee: I do.

Me: then why'd you ask?

Daaaanteee: idk felt like it.

"We're here!" Garroth exclaims. I pull my head up and see the big Olive Garden sign. I smile, turn my phone off, stuff it in my pocket, then get out of the car by Garroth's side. We walk in, "Hi! I'm Harold," (A/N: Harold why not?) "How many are in your party?" Harold asks cheerfully. An artificial smile is plastered on his face. Under that facade, you can tell he wouldn't like to be at the hosting post. Harold keeps eyeing to this one girl that's waiting on people. "Erica..." Harold swoons. "Do you like her?" Garroth asks bluntly. "Garroth!" I exclaim, hitting him in the shoulder. Harold looks at us and chuckles, "Are you friends?" He asks. "Brothers." Garroth and I reply in sync. "You guys look different." He says. "I was adopted." I inform. Harold nods, "Well, back to your original question, yes... I do. But sadly," Harold looks down, "She's my ex and is already in a different relationship with some boy." Harold explains. "Rough." Garroth states. Once again, blunt much Garroth? I punch Garroth in the shoulder again. "I want her back." Harold sighs. Garroth walks up to Harold and whispers something in his ear. Harold's eyes widen, "Really?" He questions cheerfully. Garroth nods, smirking, "Really." Garroth repeats. Garroth and Harold start talking, so I just stand there awkwardly, continuously pulling out my phone and stuffing it back in my pocket. "Vylad!" Somebody exclaims. I turn my head to see Aphmau sitting there with Aaron and everybody else. I smile as Aphmau waves me over. I make my way to the chair by Zane. He looks at me, "Are you ok?" Zane asks. Zane may seem initially cold to his brothers (aka. Garroth and myself), but he does care. I nod, "I'm fine." I reply. I glance over at Harold and Garroth. I think Garroth found a new friend...