A Half-Blood and His Prince (Prinxiety)

This Is Totally Legal (Chapter 16, Dark Duo's POV)

~Janus' POV~

They left Virgil at home just a while ago. He had begun sorting through his sketchbooks and organising which were least embarrassing and wall-worthy. Sometimes Janus could swear he was the house's mother. Between constantly writing down tasks for Remus, who was easily distracted but normally followed orders very well in his own strange way, and checking in with Virgil to make sure he was healthy and unharmed, it was like he raised them.

Virgil never really knew of a home. Having been born near the end of the slaughtering of the dark sides, he was put into the care of a humble witch and her light-side lover. The two women raised him in the house they now called home and Virgil had seen every corner. The Dark War, as the lights called it, was one sided. The tyrannical king had ended all their lives due to their strange appearances and features, and Janus was the only one he knew to be left other then Virgil. The emo lived through it all. The raids, the burning forests, none of it got to him. The thing that broke him was when the kind witches died and he had to bury them. By himself, he dug their graves and gathered flowers every year. He used to curse the lights, but now he just mourns for those he lost.

Janus hated leaving him with those memories and that house. The saddness. The pain. The overwhelming memories that shook Virgil to the core in their very own backyard. Maybe the escape from there would be good for him? Maybe Remus' horrible idea... wasn't all that bad. It was illegal, sure, but that wasn't a first for Janus. Illegal stuff happened to be his specialty, and normally, his favorite.

~Remus' POV~

He was certain Roman was late, and he was planning on saying hi anyway. What was the harm in a tiny break in?

...To the royal palace...

...With a dark side...

...When you're dead.

Honestly, the plan was foolproof and completely fine in his eyes. He'd broken out and broken in plenty, if he needed to, he could claim to be a ghost! Sure he hadn't popped in in a while, having been busy hiding his real identity from the others, but now that that was out the window, why not? What's the worst dear old dad could do, kill him? The king was cruel, but Remus knew he wouldn't kill his own son, he wouldn't be able to. Remus had been trained by knights in secret when he was little, quickly exceling at the strange art of battle, so this should be a breeze! All he had to do was guide Janus to the gardens, hop a fence or two, and find his old ladder!

They soon escaped the forest, with Janus begining to chuckle, "Well your highness, shall we~?" He teased, giving Remus a playful shove that nearly got him stabbed by a pointy tree.

"Oh god no, PLEASE never call me that." Remus groaned, catching himself with a smirk, "If you do, I'll start using my royal title to boss you around~" 

Janus laughed, light and airy like a leftover memory, "And since when does any authority boss me around, including the law and your father's monarchy~?"

Blink

  Blink

    Blink

"...I have literally no clue what you just said, I zoned out mid-sentence. However, I knew that you wouldn't listen to orders from a prince if that's what you said~" Remus skipped over why he zoned out, still captivated by Janus' laugh as he tried to cover for it.

Janus snorted and hid in a shadow, beginning the trek towards the palace walls Remus knew so well, "You mean ex-prince~ You can't order me as something you're not anymore, deadman. Remember? Dead men tell no tales Remus, and neither will you if you try to boss me around." Janus' voice went nearly icy by the end, just practicing his intimidation as the glint of a silver blade shone at his side.

Remus was still not intimidated in the slightest, just stealing the hat from the short snake's head and ruffling up his hair, "Whatever you say snakey~"

Janus scoffed, immediately talking normally and reaching for his hat, "Heyyyyyy! Give it back! I will THROTTLE you!" 

Remus held it above his head, just laughing, "You can barely reach the top shelf 'Deception', you couldn't if you tried~"

Janus huffed, kicking Remus in the shins and swiping his hat back with a hiss, "I can totally reach the top shelf dickwad! And never use my criminal name again, I technically never got my sentence and if you being a little shit gets me killed by your father, I'm dragging you with me to hell."

Remus snickered a bit and pulled them around a corner, to a part of the palace grounds' outer wall with indents and chips in it, "Wellllllll anyway, are you any good at climbing?"

Remus had a shit-eating grin and Janus raised an eyebrow unamusedly, "What kind of question is that? Have you met me? The real question is, can you keep up~?"