Remus's POV
After my brother kicked me out of his room for the eighth time this week, I sat around in my own room for a while, just staring at the roof and thinking. People always say have a nice day and it's perfectly fine, but you can't say 'enjoy the next 24 hours' without sounding like you're plotting a murder. For orange, was the color or fruit named first? Either way, someone was an unoriginal dumba$$, like Roman. If any of the other sides can answer all my 'strange' and 'disturbing' questions, it's my boyfriend, Logan. He is the only one that puts up with my bullshoot.
"Logan I summoned the kraken and need help defeating it!!" I yell at his door, waiting two seconds before walking in.
"Greetings Remus, I am currently working on the next Sander's Sides script so I'd suggest seeking someone else's help," He says, not even looking at me.
"Actually I just wanted to ask you some things," I say, flopping down on his bed, my legs against the wall, "Like do invisible people have shadows?"
Logan pauses for a second, mostly used to my strange questions, "Not technically, no. Invisible people essentially make themselves clear like glass. If anything, they could make a rainbow shadow in the right conditions."
Holy sh!t, he's a genius, "Don't condom companies kill their future customers?"
"Assuming the child that would have been created without the condom would have been a straight male, then yes," He decides.
"If there's only one more side, then who do think the fans will make single?"
"Knowing how dedicated most of the shippers are, I'd assume the orange side would be single. Either that, or, they would possibly ship you, Janus, and the yet-to-be-revealed orange side," He states.
Usually we go back and forth like this until I can stump him, he ignores me, or I give up, "What if the person that named the colors was colorblind, making us the colorblind ones," He pauses, before going back to work, "Aha!! You don't know, do you?! I win and that means you have to come over here and cuddle me," I declare. Everyone thinks I act so touchy-feely just to annoy Roman but I still really like squeezing the life out of my brother and boyfriend.
"Re, Thomas is scheduled to start filming in two days, if he does not have the script done by then he will be behind schedule," Logan explains.
"You probably have one page left to write, which you can do by your made up deadline, so take a break and sleep with me," I say, fully aware of the sexual implications of what I said. In truth, I was slightly concerned for my Logan, he always overworks and gets less sleep than Virgil, "Now get over here before I eat your a$$."
He sighs, defeated, "Alright, only because you are quite persistent," He sets his glasses down on his nightstand and walks over. I pull him down on top of me so he's laying across my stomach. He adjusts to lay on his side, his legs still draped over me.
"Make sure to close your mouth so a spider can't crawl in and lay eggs in your mouth," I warn him, already starting to drift off.
"That is highly unlikely, Remus," He says.
"I don't care."
A/N: I kinda suck at writing intrulogical, can't you tell? I find the ship to be kinda cute and funny just because Remus is an idiot always saying weird crap and Logan's like the only immune one, so this is what that reasoning brought me to...