Can I Fly Too? | Sanders Sides | Prinxiety

Chapter Six

WARNING: THIS STORY IS KINDA OLD SO IT'S KINDA CRINGE. I WAS YOUNGER WHEN I WROTE IT. JUST KEEP THAT IN MIND!

Roman and Remus were walking home alone, their friends already heading off towards their own home.

"Sooooooo~" Remus sung, looking at his brother, "How was your first day of school?" he asked.

Roman glanced at Remus, then looked forward, "It was stressful." Was all he said.

Remus pouted, "Well duh, school isn't suppose to be fun." Remus looked back up at the sky, seeing no one up there at the moment.

"It was fun when mother would teach me." Roman tightens the jacket around his waist. Remus only pouted again.

Roman sighed, rolling his eyes, "Fine. I had a fun time at school. I enjoyed it and all that." Roman couldn't help but smile seeing his brother beam. "Good! Let's tell mother when she get's back from work." Remus said.

The twins eventually arrived at their house, Remus unlocking the door. The two walked in, closing the door.

Roman immediately let his wing out, his right wing sprouting while the left just grew a stump. Roman sighed, "Thank god, it was so uncomfortable.." Roman muttered, throwing his bag near the door by Remus'.

Remus let out a laugh, letting his wings out too. "Sucks you can't just, let them out during schoooool." Remus slurred the word, trying to give his brother a hint.

Roman glared at Remus, "No. I'm not tell anyone about my wing." Roman stated, walking to their room. Remus pouted again.

"But no one would make fun of you! At least, not our friends! And if anyone at school does make fun, I'll shove a dagger so far up their ass-" Roman cut Remus off, "Yeah, no."

Remus opened his mouth to speak, but Roman spoke over. "Look, eventually, I'll do it. I just now met them Re." Roman flopped down on his bed.

Remus huffed, sitting on Roman's bed, pulling out his phone. "Fiiiiine."
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Virgil walked alone to his home, listening to music with his headphones. Virgil normally has no problem heading home.

Normally.

However, this time he made it home without any sores or bruises. He unlocked the door, quickly locking it back up once inside.

He set his bag down, kicking off his shoes. He looked around for his father, not seeing him on the couch. Virgil got anxious.

He quickly rushed to his father's room, seeing him laying on the bed. Virgil sigh a relief when he saw his father shift around in his sleep.

Virgil walked back to the couch, it being a mess. Virgil doesn't live in the best house. It's a mess, but good enough to live in.

Virgil scrolled on Tumblr, seeing that Remy has posted something a while ago about how Starbucks did something wrong or whatever.

He scoffed.

It's been a few hours, so Virgil went to check on his dad. Walking in the room, he saw his dad awake.

"Hey dad, how are you?" He asked, kneeling down besides his father. His dad smiled a weak smile, "I'm alive still. But how was your day? Did that bastard do anything to you?" His dad asked. Virgil smiled.

"No, Deceit hasn't done anything yet." Virgil smirked, grabbing his dad's hand. His dad grumbled, "Good. Because I'll kick his ass!" His dad exclaimed.

Virgil smiled a sad smile. "Thanks dad." The two sat in silence, before Virgil started to talk about how a new kid came to school.
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Deceit lazily walked into his house. His parents were at seas, which was good. He didn't have to deal with their bullshit.