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“No, I found him first!” Roman clutched Logan closer to his chest like a prized hamster. “He’s mine.”
“He’s yours ?” Virgil laughed. “Last I checked, he wasn’t property. He’s just a freeloader hanging out in our walls.”
“You KNEW?” Logan’s jaw dropped, flabbergasted at the idea of a human knowing his whereabouts this whole time.
“Well yeah.” Virgil shrugged, smirking. “You’re not that clever.”
Logan’s brain took a moment to process this. You’re not that clever. All this time he thought he was so smart, being cautious not to leave a trace of his existence. Logan often rolled his eyes at how easily humans were tricked. Was Logan the one being tricked all along?
You’re not that clever. He staked his life every day on his wits, and yet somewhere along the line he had slipped up. Where? How? What did Virgil know? Perhaps Virgil was right.
You’re not that clever You’re an idiot You couldn’t even be a decent borrower in a house of morons You’re a moron You’re useless You’re brain is all you had and you blew it-
“Hey, kiddo?” Patton spoke up, looking down at Logan with worry. “You don’t look so good.”
“Yeah, ‘cause Roman’s holding him like a stress ball.” Virgil rolled his eyes.
“I am not!” Roman protested, although he slackened his grip for good measure. Roman held out Logan in front of his face to examine him further.
“I’m...fine.” Logan lied. “Just put me down.”
“What?” Roman looked upset at the thought of letting go of Logan again so soon. “But-”
“Put me DOWN, Roman!” Logan yelled, losing his cool for a moment. That wasn’t very clever of you, Logan.
“Okay, okay!” Roman hastily put Logan down on the ground, taking a step back to give him some room. The three human beings stood there, watching as Logan collected himself before walking off towards the couch.
“Where ya going, tom thumb?” Virgil called out, amused at the time it was taking Logan to cross into the living room.
So, Virgil doesn’t know everything. Logan made a note of that in his head, pleased to have some sort of advantage.
“Virgil, be nice.” Patton reminded him. He crouched down on the ground. “Logan, we’re sorry if we hurt your feelings. Wanna come back and talk about it? C’mere, little buddy.” Logan didn’t turn around.
“Oh Logan, stop trying to hide away.” Roman sighed. His thunderous footsteps suddenly came closer, causing Logan to break into a run.
“Roman!” Patton scolded, rushing over to try and stop him. “That’s rude!”
Logan had gotten under the couch, panting as he regained his breath. Roman’s and Patton’s legs quickly came into view.
“What, you want him to run away from us?” Roman retorted.
“I don’t want to scare him.” Patton replied, getting down on his hands and knees. He looked under the couch, but Logan was not there. “Logan? Where are ya, lil’ guy?”
Roman joined him on the ground. “Why, he’s vanished! Poof!”
Virgil came over to investigate as well. “...well that’s weird.” He reached a hand underneath, but he felt nothing in the darkness either.
“Logan, please come back.” Patton called out. “Wherever you are.”
“But where on earth could he be?” Roman pondered aloud.
Logan, of course, could hear the loud human voices as he traversed through the passageways of the walls. He wondered how long it would take the humans to realize the outlet cover on the back wall was slightly crooked. Perhaps they would figure out his escape route through the walls by the time he had moved out tonight, in keeping with the borrower code.
Then again, they weren’t that clever.