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All in all, the tension had been building since breakfast. It had to eventually all spill out into the open. No one thought, however, that it would come to this screaming fest in the living room at ten at night just after movie night concluded. Virgil was currently hiding in his hoodie out of stress and Patton was trying to calm them to no avail while Deceit hid his head in his hands in secondhand embarrassment.
"Bitchnugget!" Logan spat.
"Shitbag!" Roman shot back.
"Whoremuffin!"
"Bag of dicks!"
"Son of a titbasket!"
"You dainty little spitfuck!"
"Rusty cunt bucket!"
And this had been happening back and forth between Roman and Logan for around a half hour. Thus why Virgil was hiding and Deceit was embarrassed by his boyfriends.
"Roman! Logan! Fucking stop it!" Patton had been insisting any possible version of this phrase for the last half hour too.
"Cumdumpster!" Roman finally yelled, trying to one up Logan, trying to come up with anything that would be more creative than Logan.
"No, I think that's Deceit." The logical side announced, ending the fight. Said snakelike side looked up at his boyfriends in shock.
"HEY!!" Deceit screeched.
"Well, you are." Roman reaffirmed. Virgil now screeched, covering his ears.
"I didn't need to know this!" The anxious side exclaimed. Deceit turned yellow with his blush, refusing to look at anyone, even as Logan and Roman apologized to Virgil for stressing him out and Patton for making him be mediator. Logan and Roman called it as a tie when they both were both awarded with a still very blushy Deceit cuddled up between them in Roman's bed, muttering 'lovable idiots' before the deceitful side fell asleep.