Tea Party for FamILY
Warnings: unsympathetic Patton, manipulating, dark conversation
Deceit had tried so hard to keep Virgil with them. Virgil was his family, and they held each other close to heart. Of course there was an occasional argument, some bickering, light hearted teasing. But they loved each other.
They were family. At least, that’s what Deceit had thought. But Virgil grew distant, and cold, and soon he stopped coming home entirely. Deceit wanted to be mad. He wanted to feel the rage Remus had made. The anger, the betrayal, all of it.
But he looked at Virgil with his new family, and knew that he was happy. He was upset that he couldn’t provide that to Virgil anymore. But he couldn’t be upset at Virgil for leaving to be happy.
Even if his happiness made them more lonely. Deceit took a sip of the tea. The man across from him smiled at him. He was cheery, and bubbly.
Deceit had never seen a smile so cold.
The man hummed cocking his head ever so slightly to the left as he lifted the tea cup up. Pinky out, he seemed to carry himself with a happy and cheery demeanor of an over achieving optimist.
What stopped Deceit from speaking, was the look in the man’s eyes. One that was cold, and filled with malice. It spread to his smile, creating an expression that froze the blood in his veins.
Finally, the man spoke. “Well hello there, kiddo! How’s your day been?”
Deceit took a sip of his tea. “It’s been well, how was yours?”
The smile grows colder. “You don’t care.”
“Why would you think that?” Deceit asks, carefully.
Patton sets his cup down to drop another cube of sugar into his cup. “You’re a snake. And a dark side. You’re evil. You don’t care how my day went, kiddo. After all this whole thing is just for your own gain. Isn’t it?”
“No, it isn’t, not really.” Deceit responds, honest for the first time in a while. He’d been practicing speaking without lies. “There are things I want from this, but they are not the only reason I proposed this tea party.”
“Well then,” Patton drops another sugar cube into the cup. “Cut to the chase, because I have a family to get back to. Not that you’d know anything about that.”
Deceit wants to be angry, and he feels anger in his blood at the comment. How dare he say such a thing? To assume Deceit doesn’t know family, when it may be one of the most important things to him! But Deceit keeps his cool. Takes a slightly deeper breath than normal.
“I want to know,” he says finally, “If Virgil is okay. And, I want to know… what do you have?”
“What do you mean, kiddo? I’ve got lots of things!”
“What do you have, that I don’t?”