The sides playing a game to see if they can fluster each other by saying stuff and whoever gets flustered first loses
Virgil and Patton are the first ones out
Then Roman, then Deceit
It’s left with Remus and Logan and everyone is watching intensely to see who wins
Everyone is already rooting for Remus, because, why wouldn’t he win? But then as they exchange intense eye contact, Logan leans in next to Remus’ ear
No one can hear them, but a second later, Remus’ face erupts in red and he looks away, hiding his face in his hands as everyone flips out at the victory of their resident nerd
‘What did Logan say?’ asked everyone. Well, no one knows except Remus, but he won’t be disclosing that information any time soon
everyone knows mingyu is a beanstalk standing tall at 1.86 m
and you are significantly shorter than him
which he finds vvv cute
likes to pat your head a lot
and back hugs where he rests his chin on your head
at first it’s cute but he does it all the time to the point where you get annoyed
because you’re just a smol trying to gain a little bit of height!! and here he is trying to stunt your growth :(
“gyu sTOP you’re gonna make me even shorter than i am right now”
“what? sorry can’t hear you from up here :-)”
doesn’t want to stop patting your head or resting his chin on your head so he’s always trying to dodge the question with jokes or something
but it’s only because he loves you just the way you are, height and all, and he wants you to love your height too
he doesn’t want you to change but at the same time he also respects that you just want to grow a little itty bit taller
turns into an excited beanstalk when you grow 0.5 cm
if you’re happy, he’s happy too ♡＾▽＾♡
but at the same time he just wants you to know that everyone’s created differently and if everyone were as tall as skyscrapers there would be no such thing as cute height differences :”)
there are also many perks of being small!!
such as adults treating you well cause they think you’re a pure and innocent child
looking especially good in oversized clothes
being able to shop in the kids’ section which isn’t that bad because some of the designs are cute and it’s cheaper too
always the ace of hide and seek
can sleep anywhere
also can walk anywhere without having to be afraid of banging your head into things
and there are so many more!!
and mingyu knows this well
always cheers you up when you’re sad about your height because really, being short isn’t that bad
also i feel that he would want to do that thing where he picks you up and spins you around before bringing you down and dropping a kiss on the top of your head
he probably dreamed about it for days and even planned where and how it would happen
and when the chance rolls around to do it he does but while spinning you he trips and loses his balance
since he’s tall you’re literally plummeting to the floor and it just ends up a mess
flashbacks to that one vlive
he’s clumsy honestly what were you expecting
and of course you tell the other boys about it and he automatically becomes the subject of their ridicule because wow could he be any more smooth
but it’s alright because mingyu’s fallen for you so many times he’s already used to it and you were in his arms so even though he failed his mission he’s not sad about it all
both of you tease each other a lot but make sure that the other is not hurt by it
since it’s between the two of you it’s all in in good fun but when other people poke fun at the height difference mingyu immediately uses what minghao taught him, i.e. sass the person back
because no one can do that to you except him
and for you, the benefits of having a tall bf is quite rewarding too
no need to worry about protection from uv rays on sunny days because he’s your personal shield
no need to worry about getting drenched in the rain because there’s shelter under his jacket
no need to worry about not being able to see anything in front because sitting on his shoulders will solve that
no need to worry about catching his nasty germs because the germs can’t reach you down there
you only need to worry about two things: when he sneezes into his hand then decides to pat your head
you know how jun feels
and reaching stuff because he’s a little shit who refuses to help when you want that book on the highest shelf or a cookie from the jar which is mysteriously in the cupboards that are out of reach
just stands there cackling at your misery
makes you do stuff for him so that he will do stuff for you
but he knows when to stop before you get pissed off
because most tall people are just gentle giants with a big heart
and mingyu is definitely one of them, albeit rather clumsy and at times unsanitary
a/n: to all tiny carats!! love yourself and your height cause u cute okay (´・ω・`)
and tall carats and average-height carats too! i hope you know you’re beautiful ♡
I want the twins to be fighting for Logan’s hand and it’s all fun and games
Roman is flirting and trying to gift Logan whatever he pleases. While they do get into fights, they’re less heated and more playful
Remus is trying to spend quality time with him, showing him weird amalgamations in the Imagination or doing crazy experiments with him
Sometimes they’ll both show up at the nerd’s door, both holding an array of items while shoving each other out of the way to greet Logan first
Sometime one will be speaking to him and another will come over and sweep him off his feet and to spend time with him instead
As much as it is competing, Roman and Remus have fun with it
Until one day
Remus had taken Logan to the Imagination, and Roman knew this, and he followed, going to sweep his nerdy wolverine off his feet and take him to another place, but just as he approached the two, he saw they were leaning back on their hands, watching the sunset on the hill.
Remus looked more nervous than Roman had ever seen him, and for some reason, Roman couldn’t move; he didn’t want to interrupt this
He heard his brother babble the most romantic lines he’d ever heard from him, before he leaned in, and kissed him
Kissed Logan
And Logan kissed back
Roman expected some sort of jealously to rise from within him, but all he felt was something sad, and maybe, something happy
For the first time, he saw something in his brother’s eyes that he never had seen before - pure adoration
Logan had shot him a smile and they kissed again, and Roman sunk out, back into his room
Yes he loved the nerd dearly, it wasn’t all just for show, but Remus loved him too
He had taken so much from his brother, and they had only just mended what was broken
If Logan, the one who had taken Roman’s heart, truly made his brother happy and Logan in turn, he would let them
Why should his brother’s happiness come before his?
Even as he sat in his room with a pillow against his face and tears rolling down his cheeks and heart hurting, he couldn’t help but smile, because his brother and his love were happy
Logan watched with profound amusement as Janus tidied up his room, working in frantic motions. He kept muttering to himself, only pausing when he caught Logan by the doorway.
"Oh! I mean," he cleared his throat and quickly brushed off his caplet. "Greetings."
Logan gave a fond smile. "Salutations Janus, I hope I'm not, *interrupting* anything," he said in response, stepping into the room tentatively.
The slightest flush fell onto Janus' cheeks, but it quickly faded. "I-I was just tidying up. I didn't know when you would come, so I might have - rushed," he admitted.
"I'm glad you wanted to be presentable by the time I arrived, but there was no need to, Janus. From what I understand we are amiable to each other, are we not?" Logan asked, stepping into the nicely sized room and settling himself on Janus' bed.
"Of course, I just - wanted it to look...nice," Janus finished lamely. He was rather fidgety, though he couldn't understand why. He followed Logan on the bed after shutting the door, crossing his legs.
Logan snapped his fingers and a large laptop appeared in his hands. He clicked open the tab he wanted and pulled up Netflix.
Janus didn't show it, but he was rather excited. Logan and him always had little hangouts every week, each consisting of different activities. Today was a movie night.
Which meant. Cuddles.
Logan carefully snapped himself into his unicorn onesie, giving a little sheepish smile which Janus took in with so much adoration. He, in turn, changed into his snake onesie and leaned against Logan's shoulder.
"Is this alright?" he asked the bespectacled one. Janus could feel his heart thrumming against his chest.
There was a pause, but an eventual, soft "Yes," came, and the two started the movie.
About halfway into the film, both had ended up sprawled over each other, Janus in Logan's lap while the latter was propped up by a multitude of pillows.
Logan slowly directed his attention to Janus, who looked as if he were going to pass out soon.
Janus turned his eyes towards Logan as well, surprised to see the nerd's gaze on him. His cheeks turned pink, but he gave him a little smile and a blep, snuggling closer.
Logan looked away, a little embarrassed. He felt a rather ridiculous smile come onto his face as he slowly pressed a forehead kiss to the other.
Janus gave a shocked giggle, to which Logan laughed back, the two erupting into fits of laughter.
"You're such a dork," Janus remarked, sighing happily.
"I would say the same for you," Logan retorted.
Janus responded with a kiss to Logan's cheek and a soft "Only for you."
They both flushed, but happily remained in each other's embrace for the rest of the day.
Over time, Remus had learned something which would have been quite obvious if people paid him more attention; he was quite touch-starved.
But no one wanted to touch - much less hug - the gross, garbage smelling, trash raccoon. So after a whole night of thinking about, he decided to fix himself up - if only for a day - to get as much physical affection as he possibly could. Unlike the others, he didn’t have a problem with simply asking for things he wanted, but for them to oblige willingly was a completely different story.
When he got up in the morning, he quickly went to take a shower, something highly unusual for Remus in his daily routine. He combed his hair out and sprayed hairspray in, but this time the nice smelling one. He put on deodorant that wasn’t pickled-poo logs. He picked a shirt that wasn’t absolutely riddled with the smell of B.O. He was feeling quite excited once he stepped out into the common room, strutting to the couch. Logan was currently the only one up at such an hour and he gave Remus a small wave, yawning.
“Good morning Remus,” he said softly, sipping on his tea tentatively.
“Hey,” Remus responded, plopping down next to him. The bounce nearly splashed Logan’s tea everywhere, but Remus was too preoccupied with laying his head on the other’s shoulder.
He was met with an inquisitive look, then surprise. Logan leaned forward, humming thoughtfully, his cheek resting on Remus’ head. “Your hair smells rather lovely today,” he said appreciatively.
Remus smiled. “I took a shower today!” he announced, sounding thoroughly pleased with himself.
Logan gave him a look. “You usually don’t do that,” he mumbled.
“I just wanted to smell nice and juicy for you all for hugs and cuddles,” he stated bluntly. To emphasize his point he nuzzled Logan’s shoulder in an endearing manner.
There was a small moment of silence before Logan slowly brought his hand up, placing it into Remus’ hair. The motion seemed slightly awkward, but it smoothed out eventually.
It was an understatement to say the duke melted.
He closed his eyes, leaning closer and closer to Logan as he felt the other’s fingers being carded through his hair, nails gently scratching at his scalp. Remus didn’t even realize he was purring until he felt his whole body vibrate violently, which caused the peaceful ministrations of Logan’s hand to stop.
“Are you alright?” the nerd asked, voice laced with concern. “You seem to be shaking rather strongly. Did I do something?”
Remus quickly shook his head, placing Logan’s withdrawn hand back on his head. “Don’t worry about it, you didn’t hurt me! In fact, it felt really goodpleasekeepdoingit.”
Logan gave him another look but continued to card his fingers through Remus’ hair, the touch relaxing every nerve in Remus’ body. He started purring again, and it was then, that Logan finally realized what Remus was doing. He let out a soft laugh and continued to pet.
A few minutes later Deceit had entered the room, still in his pajamas. He looked at Remus and Logan on the couch, not fully taking in the scene happening in front of him. “I see you’ve found the resident alley cat,” he quipped, quickly heading towards the coffee maker.
“How often have you witnessed this? Are there any other forms of affection or actions that cause him to behave this way? Why have I never come across this before?” Logan rambled in fascination. His eyes were nearly stars.
Deceit took a quick sip of his cup of coffee, humming. “Considering he only comes to me - I’m sorry - used to only come to me for cuddles, I have witnessed this many times before, though it’s always delightful to witness. Any form of physical touch seems to bring it on and you most likely haven’t seen this because most of you refuse to touch him,” he quipped, taking another sip. He gave the two on the couch a fond look before heading over to them himself.
The petting had stopped and Remus blinked blearily, looking at Logan, then at Deceit, who most definitely wasn’t there a few moments ago. “Hi Dee!” he chirped, leaning his head on the snake’s shoulder now. Logan gave an almost betrayed look but quickly covered it up. Deceit started petting, the hand coming down to rub circles on his shoulder, then his back. Remus nearly sunk towards the floor, but Deceit held him up, luckily.
“He’s very cuddly once you get close to him,” Deceit said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this content before, however.”
Taking this information into consideration, Logan put down his tea onto the coffee table below him before gently taking Remus’ hand in his, his thumb brushing the calloused skin. Remus shivered and he purred even louder if it was possible. Logan’s eyes lit up and he continued to brush his thumb against Remus’ palm. The two may not have realized it yet, but Remus’ plan was succeeding.
The next who walked down as Patton, who said ‘good morning’ to the couch trio before heading into the kitchen to make breakfast.
“Do you want any?” he asked them, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
“Just eggs for me,” Logan said distractedly. Deceit nodded as well. “Boil mine please.”
“Remus?” Patton asked, but Remus was far too gone, still purring at the acts of affection.
“He’ll have the same,” Deceit said for him.
Patton gave Remus a questioning look but focused on cooking. He seemed to have been making bacon as well as the smell wafted into the common room and throughout the house. Virgil came stumbling down a few moments later, seeming dragged from his bed by the smell of food. He headed towards the couch, but instead of sitting on it, he clambered to the top and slouched there, mumbling a ‘morning’ to everyone else.
When Patton had finished cooking, he found it hopeless to try and corral everyone to the dining room table, so he simply brought their breakfast to the coffee table and the opted to eat there. Patton turned on the t.v to watch cartoons, sitting on the ground at Remus’ feet while Virgil lightly nudged Remus to ask him to pass some food.
“Remus?” he asked, poking him. He was rewarded a shiver, then Remus pressing back against his hand. Virgil turned to Deceit, the snake happily eating the boiled eggs without chewing. “Is he high?” he asked anxiously, but Dee responded with a shake of his head, his smile amused.
“No, but he might as well be high on physical affection right about now,” he crooned, giving Remus a little scratch behind the ears. The creative side seemed to like that, his foot tapping on the ground rapidly. Patton gasped and cooed. “He’s like a puppy,” he whispered, barely contained excitement in his features. “Does he like to be pet?”
Logan nodded, still stroking Remus’ hand in his own. “Yes, but deceit has informed me he reacts positively to any physical touch-” he looked towards Virgil. “-even the smallest.”
Patton looked as if he also wanted to give Remus head scratches, but from his angle on the floor, it wouldn’t be the most convenient, and a little awkward. Instead, he slowly rested his cheek on the leg that wasn’t bouncing erratically. Remus purred and smiled softly, nuzzling into Deceit’s shoulder.
“He’s so precious,” Patton whispered in awe, his eyes stars as well. Virgil simply rested his foot on Remus’ back, occasionally giving him pats to signal for more food.
Remus was in heaven.
And then Roman came in.
Loud and boisterous came his twin, stretching while screeching before leaning against the banister. “Good morning you all,” he announced and they all gave him different greetings of good morning. He sat down by Patton and started helping himself to the food, his eyes on the t.v. There was a loud humming noise that puzzled the prince, and he gave the others looks, then looked at Remus.
“Isss, he okay?” he asked.
Deceit hummed and nodded, bringing a hand to Roman’s hair and giving him soft pats. “Yes, he’s fine, everyone is just in the basking in the revelation that Remus purrs.”
Roman’s eyes widened, leaning closer, realizing the humming was coming from his twin. “Is that what this is?” he mumbled. He poked his brother’s cheek and Remus opened his eyes slightly, looking slightly less pleased now that he was in the presence of his brother.
“Hey Roman,” he said rather grumpily. Logan had to laugh quietly at his tone.
Roman huffed in response, going to sit by Dee. “Well since you seemed so displeased by my presence then you will no longer have to see me,” he said, leaning against the snake with a pouty face. He got a pitying glance from the other and Roman turned the other way.
“My prince, you can also have pets since you seem so keen on wanting attention,” Deceit said, smirking. Roman was about to deny but then Deceit carded his fingers through his hair and the words die on his throat. He tucked himself into Deceit’s side, huffing as he got attention. “I don’t need it,” he muttered, but then started purring happily.
“Seems you two are quite similar,” Virgil commented.
“Shut up,” Roman complained, hiding his face in Deceit’s shoulder.
Remus slowly found himself drifting back into his head space, purring again as the warmth of the cuddles spread throughout his whole body. He made an expression that could only be described as a content cat face and he fully enjoyed the rest of his morning.
Remus panicked going back and forth trying to look for the cookies. Jan was currently sitting at the table, crying and whining for one. Logan had tried to get Remus to enforce stricter rules and to stop him from indulging in their son’s cookie munching habit, but Remus couldn’t help it. Janus was too cute to be denied a cookie, and it absolutely broke the man’s heart when he saw the child upset.
Said child was in his chair, slamming his hands on the table and crying louder, sniffling brokenly. Remus dove into the pantry, trying his best to look for the cookie jar. He suspected Logan most likely hid it before he went to work. He huffed and walked outside defeatedly, slumping in front of his son’s chair. “Hey baby,” he said with a defeated and careful smile.
Jan was having none of it. Seeing his dad come out with not a single cookie in his hand, he started to wail, babbling what was most certainly the curse words Remus had taught him. The man sighed and walked over to him, sitting beside him. He tried to pick Janus up in an attempt to calm him but the little serpent shook his head wildly, blowing a raspberry at his father.
“Wh-where th’ cookie?!” he demanded, taking one tiny hand and rubbing his cheeks to clear away the tears.
“I’m sorry baby, there’s no cookies,” he said quietly.
Janus seemed even more unhappy at the answer and started crying again, boarding on screaming. Remus sat there, not quite sure what to do before finally deciding to pick Janus up despite the protests. What did Logan do again to resolve these kinds of issues? Oh, right, discipline. But he couldn’t do that to Jan. Remus looked at his son’s small helpless face, sadness and frustration written all over it and he sat down on the couch, cradling the toddler. Janus tried pushing against his father, wanting out of the embrace. “No hug! Wan’ cookies!” he sobbed, sniffling furiously.
Using the encouraging words Logan gave him this morning about denying Janus cookies, he slowly sat up straight, looking right at the child. “Janus, you can’t have any cookies,” he said as firmly as he could.
Surprisingly, the toddler stopped crying, instead looking up at his dad in disbelief. He sat there, dumbfounded and silent for so long Remus started to freak out; did he break him?
Luckily, after 5 minutes Janus slowly moved his head into Remus’ chest, crying now of sadness rather than frustration. He gripped Remus’ shirt and batted him with his small hand, which didn’t do as much damage as he intended. “Why-why no cookie da’?” he sniffled and hiccuped. “I wan’ cookie! P-pwease? Da’ pwease?”
Remus was shocked and willed himself not to look down at his son’s face. He knew if he did he would go on a rampage to find that damn cookie jar, even if he had to destroy the house to do it. Janus cried so desperately into Remus that the man felt tears springing in his own eyes, his heart shattering into a million pieces. He swallowed thickly and said, “Because your papa said you eat too many, my little serpent. You can only have one cookie a day, remember what he said? And only after you eat your dinner.”
Janus whimpered, his crying going down. “Papa ‘s stupid,” he said grumpily, making Remus laugh.
“Don’t worry, you can be mad at him when he gets home,” he said quietly, stroking his fingers through Janus’ hair.
His son made a noise of affirmation as if he were determined to make sure he did so. He shifted slightly and looked up at his dad. “Ar’ you ma’ a’ me da’?” he asked timidly.
Remus smiled down at him fondly and kissed his forehead. “I’m not my small snek. Are you mad at me?”
Janus shook his head firmly, leaning in and giving Remus a kiss on the cheek in return. “Do you wanna watch a Disney movie until papa gets home?”
Jan nodded excitedly and carefully got off of Remus’ lap, heading towards the dvd cabinet. To pick a movie out.
Following that afternoon when Logan came home he found Remus and Janus passed out, curled up on the couch with a blanket draped over them. Remus was lying on his back with their son on his stomach while the movie played in the background. With a sigh and a smile Logan quietly turned the tv off, pressing a gentle kiss to his husband’s lips and a kiss to his son’s cheek. Later on when Janus woke up, he would have to deal with an angry, grudge-holding 4-year-old, but right now, as he sat down on the ground next to the couch, he simply relaxed with his family.
Roman looked at Deceit with the most love-stricken look in his eyes, his hands cupping his face, a thumb brushing over smooth scales. They stared at each other for a moment before Roman simply said, “Hi.”
Deceit started laughing, bringing a hand up to his mouth and giggling uncharacteristically.
“What?” Roman asked, a giggle bubbling up from him as well.
Deceit simply shook his head and continued to laugh, resting his head on the princes’ shoulder as the melodious sound of his happiness echoed around the room. “You’re such a dork,” he whispered, pecking Roman’s and wrapping his arms around him.
There was a soft smile on his face as he brushed hair out of the way of Roman’s face, the latter leaning into the hand that came to rest on his cheek.
They swayed gently in the middle of the room, silence falling between them - but it wasn’t awkward, it was peaceful. Deceit rested his head on Roman’s shoulder and the prince rested his on the serpent’s head.
An overwhelming amount of love and affection crashed into him and Roman shuddered, leaning down to press a kiss to Deceit’s jaw before hiding his face into the other’s neck.
“I love you,” he said quietly, sounding shy.
Deceit chuckled and kissed the side of his head. “I love you too my prince.”
Roman moved from his spot again, his cheeks red. He hesitated, to which Deceit tilted his head in response. “Yes?”
“Kiss me?”
With a fond eye-roll, Deceit obliged, pressing his lips to Roman’s gently, his gloved-fingers scratching lightly at the prince’s back.
Roman, being the extra individual he was, secured his arms around Deceit and turned, dipping him, to the latter’s surprise. He clung tightly to Roman, earning a laugh in return and a chaste kiss.
Deceit’s hat fell off his head and he laughed too, kissing Roman again.
Then, everything went bright.
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When Deceit, no, Roman woke up, he felt dazed. He didn’t even know he had fallen asleep. Where was Roman? No, Deceit? Deceit or Roman? He looked down at himself, from what Roman - Deceit! - had been wearing.
He had a fluffy cravat tied around his neck and a wide collar. His sleeves were rather poofy and his boots went up past his knees. He also had a cape, but not like Deceit’s - his? - one that stretched all the way down to the floor.
Suddenly one - both? - of them gasped.
They stumbled to the mirror, quickly putting themselves into view.
“I wanted to try something, if you would. I will only proceed with your consent.”
Logan was currently dragging Remus to the safety of his room, Remus not quite complaining, but still confused.
Immediately, Remus wiggled his eyebrows, sending the nerd a smirk. “Ooo, it’s that is it?”
Logan flushed in response. “It’s not that Remus,” he said quietly, tucking stray strands behind his ear as he looked down. He was momentarily distracted, but eventually his gaze snapped back up at the other. “It might not be copulation, but I assure you it is as much of an experience as one.”
Remus looked confused, opening his mouth to ask what Logan meant before he was pulled into a kiss, the shorter’s hands gripping the collar of Remus’ outfit. Usually, Logan didn’t have the courage to engage such acts on his own, much less be blunt about it.
He had to admit it was pretty hot.
“Feelin’ more affectionate today?” Remus asked, almost stuttering, his face red as Logan enveloped him in a hug.
“It was a way to prove my point for this conversation, but I suppose you are also partially correct,” he mumbled.
“So what is it?” he asked as Logan released the embrace.
“Fusion,” he said simply, looking nervous, something Logan didn’t really show.
Now Remus flushed all the way from his ears to his nose. He tried to utter something but it simply came out as a strangled noise and he hid his face in Logan’s shoulder.
“You sure?” he asked, his voice incredibly gentle and quiet.
“Certain,” Logan said nearly breathless. “Are you sure?”
Remus did indeed look uncertain, but after searching Logan’s eyes for a few moments, he nodded, giving a smile. “It would be an experience you said?”
Logan rolled his eyes but gave Remus another kiss - two times already! And Logan initiated! - and he started straightening his outfit. “I’m, I’m not quite sure how to do this, but if Steven Universe tells us anything, I do believe dancing would be our best option?”
He received a smirk from the other. “Or you just wanna act cheesy and cliche.”
The nerd smirked back. “Perhaps.” He snapped his fingers and music suddenly filled the room.
And with that, Logan started dancing. It was flowy, his limbs moving gracefully. Remus wasn’t too worried about it seeing as Logan’s room was pretty spacious, so he focused on the dancing, elegance in every movement. He came over to Remus, walking around and twirling, his arms leaving feather-light touches on his arms, shoulder, and neck and Remus couldn’t help but shiver. It was then, he realized he should also join in, as so he started dancing. It was nowhere near as graceful as Logan’s, but it followed the beat smoothly. Some of the actions were provocative, but it was Remus, of course they would be.
Their hands intertwined once Remus reached for Logan. They were momentarily offbeat as they bumped into each other, but they laughed it off, Remus delighted to see Logan’s smile and chuckles.
“What now?” Remus asked breathlessly after the two of them continued to dance in each other’s arms.
“Perhaps,” he paused with a mischievous smile on his face. “This is the part where we kiss?”
Another round of flushing came from Remus - it wasn’t as if Logan was quite safe from it either - and he nodded, leaning in gently.
There was a soft tingling sensation and both Remus and Logan closed their eyes, relaxing in each other’s arms.
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“Did, we, you, do it?”
A hand ran through someone’s locks - they were rather messy.
“Quick, the mirror! Or your phone!”
The phone was grabbed and the camera app was turned on.
They had indeed done it.
“Whoa,” he - they? - said.
“Looks like your - our - sorry - my experiment worked.”
