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indo-kindo1 · 25 days

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Parenting is hard.

Virgil is the oldest of all the sides nobody knows this not even patton who is considered the oldest of the whole group

Everyone has emotions that develop over time a baby usually starts off with fear or happiness they can come out crying or laughing

Thomas was always told he was a happy baby by his parents so he never questioned who the oldest was “well it has to be Patton he has a lot of my happier emotions then Logan because after the split it would make Roman and Remus younger then Janus would be a bit older then the twins right?”

Virgil always thought it was fine because he was younger bodily than everyone else he was created from the very beginning of Thomases journey in the Void of his mind aimlessly walking around sides can’t be baby’s so he was around the age of 7 it was just him and Thomas for about three minutes then…

“Wow he is so cute!” A blond boy with freckles and dirty blond hair showed off his soft baby blue eyes full of hope. “Hi my name is Emotion but you can call me Happy!” He stuck his hand out to the fear filled boy.

Fear looked at the hand and shook it the world became a lot more busy after that Brain and Creativity joined in just a few months after Thomas learned his first word.

A house appeared once Thomas became the age of 4 looking exactly like his childhood home Fear and the others grew a lot slower than regular since they need to be a bit more mature than that of the host and since Fear is the oldest he was in charge of very emotional kids.

Fear worked the house, taught Happy cooking and cleaning skills, helped Smarts with homework and even got him a book of astrology noticing how he would go back on Thomas’s memories of the night sky. Lier looked up to Fear as a father figure and loved playing with Creativity Fear had to warn them when there games would get to morbid though!

Above all Things were going good in the house.

“FEAR! Help!”

Fear leaped out of his normal looking room into the living room and seeing Lier on the ground near Creativity who is pale and passed out.

“What happened?” He rushed to his kid and kneeled.

“I Know what happened, we were just p-playing a game! And he gave Thomas an idea but he got yelled at by his mom? And then this happened!” Lier is a bit better than his future counterpart because he can control a bit when he talks.

Thomas is at the age of good and evil; the result ends up with Fear witnessing his kiddo splitting into two different people.

“Fear what just happened?” Happy came in at the wrong time.

Fear looked up and said in a soft shaking voice “nothing go back to sleep ok kiddo?” Happy did as told, tearing up for the first time ever and Fear looked back at Lier who was trembling his yellow scales shimmering from the tv screen.

“Man that fucking hurt!” Dark Creativity woke up then Light Creativity woke up to “don’t say that!”

Fear now had a lot on his hands working with five children. Happy was well… different. He took on cooking more than usual as Fear worked on helping Dark Creativity with his mental health Smarts and Happy got glasses after coming to Fear one day when Thomas was 10 saying there eyes hurt and Light Creativity has always wanted to be a prince.

Lier grew to be more of a problem he started to lie a lot in sentences and make it a issue for people to trust him Fear and Dark Creativity quickly picked up on the issue and learned the way he spoke quickly so misunderstandings can be quelled before they started.

More and more rooms opened around the mindscape and the twins claimed it was the appropriate name of the place they live!

Thomas walked down the corridors of school and there he was his first crush. That's when his mind changed and everyone upgraded.

Lier became Deceit Happy became Morality Dark to Intrusive Light to Creativity Smarts to Logic and finally Fear to Anxiety all in one month.

Things changed Deceit couldn’t change the way he talked making Creativity to lash out one day and cut Deceits scaled cheek making Intrusive mad and lash out Logic said they should be separated and Morality didn’t want that they just needed to talk it out!

This caused a issue as Anxiety tried to help them where he could but Intrusive made a side comment one day during movie night that impacted Logic “didn’t you know Logic works best not showing emotions they get in the way! Like a cock block!” Making the Logical side to become stoic and unfeeling. Making Morality more emotional. Affecting everyone else.

In the end it was Thomas that changed the mindscape forcing the place to split apart at the age of 14 so much fighting occurred it caused Anxiety to go into his first panic attack and he would never forgive himself for separating his family at the cost of Thomas.

At that moment the ground shook and everyone stopped talking seeing the oldest break shadows around the whole mindscape with his power “STOP FIGHTING!” In a flash there was a dark version of the house they live in and Deceit and Intrusive was put in there by Thomas’s mind.

Anxiety was wiped from everyone’s mind the medicine that his doctor was giving him worked and he was able to get rid of the bad panic attacks causing Anxiety to wake up in the dark side mind palace seeing this broke his heart because his only family sees him as a weak useless side.

He found it interesting that the sides all remembers things that he taught them Janus was good and calming people down and thinking things threw he was always level headed while he wondered where he went wrong with Remus he spoke his mind and most of the time made Virgil uncomfortable he loved Remus’s Dream scape a world under the stairs it made Virgil sad and happy knowing they still have a piece of each other with them.

The house in the dark side was very bad broken unsound and unclean barely any food and he was stuck with the two he never taught to cook and if he started to act like he did they might get suspicious so he stuck with whatever could pass as mildly cooked or over and avoid the kitchen when Remus tried to cook.

The only thing that made him more sad was when there was movie nights it started back up in the dark side when he woke up they sat together on the broken couch and watched some show that Thomas seen.

“Do you guys ever miss the light sides?” Virgil asked softly. Remus sitting upside down on the armrest eating a deodorant with hair in it looked up “why would we miss them? There was as wet as a dog going down an alleyway just for some gang to come up and take his legs off and leave it there for mice and rats-“ deceit interrupted “Absolutely not why would I ever?”

When Virgil met Thomas for the first time he was surprised and confused he reacted quickly making himself as intimidating as possible bringing in his dad anger also as he snapped at Thomas while also hating himself but knowing it was for the best

#virgil sanders #sanders sides virgil #anxitey #parenting #thomas sanders #duke sanders #swearing #childhood #janus sanders #logic sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #growth #growing up #raising kids

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fantastyfanfictionist · 2 months

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King and the Kids

A short story about the Sanders Sides Feedback is encouraged and welcome. Hope you Enjoy

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A baby cried in the other room. Kingsley looked into the basket. Not seeing anything else.

“Now where’d you come from, small one?” He picked up the child. A piece of paper fell out from the blanket. “What’s this?” He picked it up. “Morality.”

The baby laughed and grabbed Kingsley’s hand.

“We are going to have so much fun.”

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“Patton, you rascal.” Kingsley huffed playfully, while chasing the toddler.

“Peek-a-boo.” Patton laughed while running from the other. “Boo” He ran into the other room.

“You need to hold still. You can’t run around the house, you might fall and get hurt.”

Patton just laughed and ran off again.

Twenty minutes later Patton finally had a sippy cup of juice laying down next to the tired adult.

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“Look what I did King!” Patton shouted running into the kitchen. He handed the older one a piece of paper.

“That’s so pretty.” Kingsley took the paper and put it on the fridge next to several others.

“This one is a dog park with all kinds of dogs and puppies.” Patton beamed proud of himself.

“That’s amazing. Would you like to help finish dinner?” He asked the six year old.

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Kingsley woke up to the eight year old next to his bed. “Nightmare Patton?” He asked the child.

“No,” Patton had a bundle of blankets in his arms. “It’s a baby.”

“A what?” He sat up and carefully grabbed the bundle from his son's arms.

“This was with it.” Patton pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. “Where did he come from?”

“I’m not entirely sure. You remember the story when I found you?” Kingsley asked. Patton nodded. “It’s the same thing.” He unfolded the paper. “Logic.”

Looking at the sleeping child he smiled. “Go back to sleep, Patton. I’ll help the baby. You can help tomorrow.”

“Okay King.” Patton walked out of the adult’s room.

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“Logan!” Patton whined. “Give me back my glasses.”

“No!”

“Done with schoolwork?” Kingsley asked Patton, walking in to see what the commotion was.

“No. Logan keeps grabbing my glasses and books.” The ten year old grabbed his glasses back, making the other cry.

“Why don’t we give him his own then?” Kingsley went back into his room, only to come out a moment later with a children’s book and a smaller pair of glasses identical to Patton’s.

“We have the same glasses!” Patton exclaimed.

“bwooks!” The two year old reached his hands out.

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“Logan. What are you working on?”

“Puzzles.” The six year old stated.

“Can I join you? That sounds fun!” King sat next to the child.

“Yeah, I’m almost done with it anyway.”

The two sat for the next thirty minutes focused on the task until a shout was heard from the kitchen.

“Cookies are done!” Patton dusted the flour off his shirt. He went to find the others.

“Oh, a puzzle. Can I join?” Patton walked into Logan’s room. “This looks fun.”

“No, Patton wait-” A box with puzzle pieces tipped over. Logan stared at the mess, tears coming to his eyes.

“I’m sorry Logan.” All three of them started picking up the pieces.

“Accidents happen.” Kingsley told them.

“I do want to taste some of your cookies Patton.”

The 14 year old jumped up, careful not to spill anything again. “I made some just for you King. And some just for Logan.”

“Logan, come join us?” The adult asked.

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Logan was eight and Patton sixteen when another child got added to their small family.

Crying could be heard throughout the house.

“Another baby!” Patton ran around trying to figure out where it was coming from. Logan found him first.

“Self-preservation.” Logan carefully held the bundle in his arms. “That’s what the paper said.”

Kingsley sat in the rocking chair after taking him from Logan. Patton was by his side cooing at the small one. They both tried to stop the crying.

“I’m not as young as I used to be.” He turned to Patton. “You children are growing up fast and now we have another baby to take care of.”

“I’ll help you.” Patton whispered. They both watched as the baby’s eyes began to close and his crying slowed.

“I know, you and Logan both will. You both are very different, but everyone has their own talents.”

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“Janus! You come back here!” Patton chased the toddler. Logan and Kingsley watched from the couch.

“No!” The child shouted. The adult laughed.

“What’s funny?” Logan asked him.

“I did this same thing with Patton.” He said fondly. “And now he’s the eighteen year old chasing the two year old around. And you're ten?”

“Yup!” Logan beamed.

King smiled. “When did you get so old?”

Almost an hour later with both Patton, Logan and King chasing the toddler they finally got him to sit down. They made dinner while he drank juice from his sippy cup.

“Will you boys make sure Janus gets in bed tonight? Especially you Patton. I'm going to bed early.”

“Of course.” They responded simultaneously.

“Thank you.”

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“Look what I caught!” Janus ran to Patton. The 22 year old shrieked.

“Snake?! Janus, those don’t belong in the house.” Patton told him.

Janus laughed. “Can I keep it?” He asked.

“You have to ask King.” Patton went back to what he was doing as the six year old ran off.

Logan was with Kingsley.

“Hey King?” Janus whispered as he slowly opened the bedroom door.

“He’s asleep,” The 14 year old whispered back. “What did you need?”

“Hey Janus.” King slowly opened his eyes. “How’s my little snake doing huh?”

“I finally caught one today.” Janus held up his hands for the adult to see.

“I’m proud of you. Set up a vivarium. I’m sure Logan would love to help you.” He smiled at his two youngest.

“Okay King. We’ll let you sleep more.” Logan took the younger’s hand and they left the room.

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“Is he going to get better?” Janus asked Patton. They were sitting on the couch while Logan was in his room.

“King is a champion. Of course he is. He’s just getting older.” Patton responded. “We can go see him if you’d like.”

“I’d rather not.” The 8 year old whispered. “Is that bad?”

“Of course not. This is a scary time for all of us.”

“Is that why Logan’s always in his room?”

“He has his own ways of expressing his concerns.” Patton hugged the younger.

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Four years have passed. Patton, Logan and Janus kept growing more and more worried as King’s condition seemed to worsen. The once close family was falling apart as their parental figure was getting worse with each passing year. And their house was slowly changing without any of them realizing it.

“I’m trying, King. I really am. I’m just not sure what I’m doing wrong.” Patton told him, despite the other being no longer able to respond. “Janus is almost a teenager now and I feel like we’re all drifting apart. Logan stays in his room all the time. I don’t know what to do without you.”

King was in an unconscious state. The 28 year old laid his head on the bed.

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“You lied to me!” Janus stormed off when Patton told him the sad news. Logan walked out of his room hearing the commotion.

“I was trying to protect you.” Patton answered back.

“Protect me from what!” Janus stormed off.

“I thought it was the right thing to do.” Patton mumbled.

“Can you keep the noise down? I’m trying to study.” Logan said, turning and quickly going back into his room.

“We all have our own ways of coping.” Patton mumbled to himself walking into the kitchen. He pulled the ingredients knowing the recipe by heart.

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Several weeks had passed. Patton and Logan were getting along, understanding that none of them could change what had happened. They were slowly spending more time together. Janus was drifting farther apart and everytime Patton tried to help he was met with resentment. Janus was angry and bitter towards Patton. ‘It’s his way of coping’ Patton would remind himself. 'He'll get over it'

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A cry woke Patton. ‘Another baby? It’s been a long time.’ He got up and walked into the room. Logan had a baby in his arms.

“Creativities.” He simply stated. “That’s what the paper said.”

“Oh,” Patton walked towards Logan and the baby. “What does that mean?”

“There were two babies. Janus took the other one. He almost took both.”

“Two babies? Why does Janus have one? What does he want?”

Janus had built his own place far away from Patton and Logan. The oldest realized Janus was better off being by himself and just let him be. They hardly spoke to the other.

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“Roman! Don’t go over there!” Patton stopped the 4 year old from entering into the forest

“Why?” Roman asked.

“It’s dark, you don��t know what could be over there.” Patton told him. Roman turned towards the grassy field giving one last look behind him before skipping away.

“Logan,” Patton turned toward the other. “What am I going to do?”

“About?” Logan briefly looked up from his book.

“Roman’s getting more and more curious. What if he learns about the others?” Patton whispered the last part. “I just don’t want what happened to Janus happening over again. I miss him.”

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“Remus!” Janus yelled across the house. “What do you have!”

“A knife!” The eight year old laughed while running away.

“No!” Janus ran after him. “What did I say about knives?”

Remus pouted, having finally been caught. “Only throwing, no running.”

“Only throwing in the designated throwing room. You’ll totally slice someone’s head off, and I’d rather it not be mine.”

“It’s boooring!” Remus whined. “Everything’s already chopped up and then some.”

“I know you need to expand your creative outlook. How about I create you a room specifically for beating things up, or go into the forest.”

“You’ll let me in the forest! There’s so many small animals.” Remus hopped up and down.

“You need to get rid of some of the energy anyway. Let’s go.”

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Two years later Janus got more concerned as Patton and Logan got more and more control over the imagination, no doubt with the help of Remus’ twin. Janus and Remus stayed back in their corner, Janus still bitter with Patton from all those years ago and Remus having been told the stories.

Roman started exploring more of the forest, much to the dismay and eventual approval of Patton. “As long as you stay around the edge and don’t go in the middle.”

Remus loved exploring the darkest part of the forest with all the creepiness, Janus keeping a watchful eye of both his child and the others. Always avoiding.

“Patton!” Roman rushed to the other. Patton was making cookies and brushed the flour from his hands. “I heard a villain in the forest.” Logan paused his reading from the couch to listen in. “He was laughing like the bad guys do in the movies!”

Logan and Patton shared a quick glance. “Are you sure it wasn’t your imagination kiddo? I know it tends to run a bit wild when you’re playing.” Roman thought for a moment.

“Maybe it was just an animal or something.” Roman said eventually. “Or a monster!” His eyes widened.

“Well, I’ll be the cookie monster if you don’t come eat my cookies.” Patton put the cookies on the table along with a cup of milk.

Later that night Patton woke up to what he thought was crying. After a minute of not hearing anything he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Janus smiled and looked at the small baby in his arms. ‘Anxiety’ the note read. Janus walked back to his place of living and sat down. “Goes good with self preservation don’t you think Remus?”

“A baby?” Remus sleepily stood next to Janus.

“We’ll raise him like I raised you.”

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfic #Roman Sanders #Logan Sanders #Remus Sanders #Janus Sanders #Virgil Sanders #King and the Kids #ssfanfic #king creativity

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i-am-bitterly-jittery · 7 months

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I had a song stuck in my head but I couldn’t figure out why since I didn’t actually know the song

It’s the song from the anime intro. Anyway, here’s some screenshots

#…I have a lot of screenshots from yesterday’s vid #the one with all of them looks like it belongs in the intro for a little kids’ show #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #sanders sides #ts sanders sides

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littlesistersti-backupandspam · 1 year

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Sides dressed up - Thomas Sanders

Date: 1 Nov 2022

Halloween @thatsthat24

Post with more stuff: Roman+Virgil, Logan+Patton, Remus+Janus

Special thanks to James Lightner, Rene lovelyyuniverse, and Quil darling

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jungle321jungle · 1 month

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Something Worth Stealing: Five

“What do you think?”

Truthfully Virgil was terrified at the very prospect. There was a reason each nanny didn’t last long, and Virgil had heard enough horror stories about the Ackroyd boys to avoid them at all costs when he had worked in the past. Hell the only reason he still got some to come in now and then was because the job was so high paying. Mr. Ackroyd knew exactly what he was doing advertising with all those zeroes, he was reeling in any nanny who would skip talking to peers at the sight. And now by some twist of fate that very bait was dangling above Virgil, and even worse there wasn’t anyway he could feasibly afford to ignore it. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked the man in the eye, “I think it is more than a generous offer that I would be happy to accept.”

(Virgil becomes the newest nanny for his very attracti- for Logan.)

Ao3 - Previous Parts - Masterlist

Five

Virgil was burning up. He wasn’t sick or anything, but the nerves surrounding this date had every nerve on fire to the point he was surprised he hadn’t melted into a puddle. Was it possible to get heat stroke while blasting AC in a car? If not, he’d likely be the first victim of such insanity. There was just too much riding on tonight. Sure, romance was on the line- but more than that, his job was on the line, and so were his relationships with Logan’s sons.

Because what if he did something so horribly stupid tonight that left Logan’s fancy suit covered in fancy dinner? Surely, he’d be fired on the spot. And just like that, no job. No money. He wouldn’t see the twins or Patton. Janus would lose some friends. Janus would never get his own room. He’d-

“Are you okay?”

The deafening silence that was swirling around Virgil began to splinter at the sound of his nephew’s voice. Glancing in the rearview, he could see that Janus had looked up from the book he had been reading- was it too dark to be reading that now? The sun was beginning to set, so he shouldn't be straining his eyes. Virgil opened his mouth to tell his nephew so when he saw Janus frown, “So you’re not okay.”

“No-no! I’m fine. I’m fine! I was just going to say you should stop reading for now. But I’m fine!”

“You said that three times.”

“Because it’s three times the truth.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“Well, yes, um… it doesn’t matter. I'm fine, Janus.”

“No, you’re not. Are you worried about your date?”

“A- a little- just the tiniest bit. It’s been a while since I was even on a date.”

“Was that with the guy who cheated on you?”

“W-what? What?” Virgil sputtered.

“When I talked to Mom this morning, I told her you were going on a date. And then she said that the last guy was really mean, and he cheated on you, and he made you cry. So she said it’s now my job to watch out for you ‘cause sometimes you have bad taste like she does. But Mr. Logan is nice, so I don’t think you need to be nervous.”

Virgil gave a long and heavy sigh before he couldn’t help but smile, “Well, I’m always grateful to have you on my side, Jan… But what else did your mom say about me? Or my past boyfriends?”

“Nothing really,” Janus shrugged (to Virgil’s relief). “Just that you should take her advice more.”

Virgil gave a frown and mumbled to himself, “Did she tell you she’s a hypocrite too?”

“What’s that mean?”

Apparently, Janus had good hearing. Good to know. “I’ll tell you later,” Virgil said, pulling into Logan’s driveway. “For now, let’s head inside.”

Inside the home, Virgil found Logan in the family room talking with three other staff members, likely talking about watching the children for the evening… Virgil wished them luck. Upon realizing their arrival, Logan turned to grave Virgil with a small, slight, barely there smile, which somehow made Virgil’s knees feel like goo. He was dressed nicely (as always)- Logan’s attention snapped back to the few he was speaking to, and hushed voices were heard as they crowded Logan before they abruptly shoved Logan in Virgil’s direction.

Virgil was about to comment on it, when he noticed that in the second he had turned around Logan’s perfect hairstyle had been messed up the tiniest amount in what was clearly an intentional way. Perhaps those three weren’t discussing babysitting at all, had he asked them for advice? The mental image was one Virgil couldn’t help but smile at.

“You look nice,” Logan said with a nod.

“You as well, I-”

“Mr. Logan?” Janus interrupted.

“What can I do for you, Janus?” Logan asked, redirecting his attention. “If you’re looking for my boys, they’re in Roman’s room.”

“Okay! But first, what’s ‘hypocrite’ mean?”

Virgil gave a heavy sigh as Logan answered the question. “A person who says one thing then does another. Like if I told you to eat your vegetables but I never do. Does that make sense?”

Janus pondered for a moment or two before he nodded and turned to Virgil, “Then my mom’s one for not listening to you but wanting you to listen to her?”

“…She listens sometimes.”

“No, she doesn’t. I’m gonna go upstairs to play. Have fun!”

When his nephew disappeared, Logan let out a slight chuckle, “It sounds like you two are having quite… intellectual conversations.”

Virgil’s huff in reply only made Logan’s smile widen, so he turned away. “Let’s not miss our reservation.”

Dinner did not go as planned.

Despite arriving at their reservation early- their table had apparently been given away which led to waiting. And upon finally being seated their waiter took the drink and appetizer orders and then promptly ignored their existence. The drinks had eventually found a way to them, but as time passed Virgil had the sneaking feeling that the appetizers would never come. This was only proven correct as the waiter vanished from the floor entirely, and according to the whispers of employees in the dining room- he had left the building entirely. Virgil couldn’t help but want to be a tad nosier, but he caught Logan’s amused gaze.

“Any more info?”

Virgil shook his head as he sipped at his near-empty water, “Nothing I can hear from here. But sorry, I forgot what I was saying.”

“I don’t recall myself,” Logan admitted. “I was staring at the couple behind you who received their meal. We have been here far longer than they have.”

“Does the food look good, at least?”

“As hungry as I am, everything does. I neglected to eat lunch today.”

“What? Why?”

“I was distracted by the boys and pulled in different directions. I had to make some calls, and then I had a meeting over Zoom. Ultimately, I didn’t even realize I had missed a meal until I began to get ready. So I simply ate an apple to tide myself over until dinner.”

“That’s not like you at all.”

“I agree. But I digress; how was your day off with Janus?”

“Good, good. I had told him to pick what we would do today, so we ended up at one of those pottery places where kids can paint the pieces. He was very meticulous over a few pieces of dish ware. He wanted a perfect matching set.”

“That’s adorable,” Logan smiled. “I’ve wanted to take my boys to do that, but I have a feeling that Remus would break far more than he’d paint. But he also wouldn’t take kindly to me just taking Roman even if I took him elsewhere.”

“Yeah, I can see that.”

“What did you paint?”

“I chose a shark piggy bank because… because it was there? Anyway, I made it purple with different colored polka dots because it annoyed Janus.”

“Brilliant reasoning.”

“I think so.”

“You-”

Logan’s words and Virgil’s train of thought flew off the tracks at that moment as a server walked by, holding a tray of dishes that looked beautiful but also smelled divine.

“As good as that looks, I regret not choosing a place I am familiar with,” Logan frowned. Apologies.”

“Don’t apologize; you had heard good things about it. It seems like this is an off day. And I appreciate the thought process that we could try something new together.”

“Why do I sense a but coming?”

“However,” Virgil started because it was a different word than ‘but.’ “It is clear we are both starving, and it’s also clear that our food will never get here considering we still have menus. So, would it be such a bad idea to go elsewhere? I know a hole-in-the-wall a few blocks away with the best tacos I’ve ever had.”

Logan didn’t speak for the longest moment. Rather, his piercing eyes stared into Virgil’s as he folded his hands and sat up straighter in his seat. And in that moment Virgil couldn’t stop the strike of fear that shot through him as he wondered if he had accidentally insulted his date- if he had offended his boss. Logan had put in all this effort for tonight and yet, Virgil just wanted to throw it away. He opened his mouth to quickly amend his statement, but Logan spoke first.

“Couldn't you have said that ages ago? Do they have quesadillas?”

Virgil gave a slight sigh of relief, “Real good ones.”

“No point in bothering for the check, it’ll take forever. I’ll leave more than enough cash for the drinks. Lead the way.”

The food was wonderful, and with it in their stomachs, conversation flowed easily. It was almost scary how easily Virgil forgot he worked for Logan. Right now, they weren’t boss and employee; they were just two (severely overdressed) guys on a date, and that was perfect. There was something alluring about just watching Logan be Logan. Just in the way he spoke and expressed himself as if trying to remain reserved but in the same way allowing Virgil to see his true expressions underneath. Virgil had always known how nice it was to listen to Logan speak of his children, but it was just as nice to hear him speak about his life and dreams. And even nicer was how smoothly he came up with ideas on how to integrate Virgil into them. It was a first date unlike any Virgil had been on, and as Logan took his hand as they walked back to the car- Virgil couldn’t have been more thrilled with that fact.

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#Analogical #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #remus sanders #Janus Sanders #patton sanders #kid!au #kid!remus #kid!roman #kid!janus #kid!patton #KidFic #worth stealing

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loganslowdown4 · 9 months

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All Sides: *all speaking over each other at once*

Logan: Everyone, one speaker at a time please...

All Sides: *continue bickering*

Logan: GUYS! SHUT UP!

All Sides: *continue shouting*

Logan: ... well, since no one is listening, no one will hear about that sex dream I had about Remus…

All Sides:

Logan: Oh so NOW you guys have stopped talking? I hate you all.

#was he kidding or did he really have that dream #you’ll never know #lol #thomas sanders #sanders sides #logan sanders #ts logan #Remus sanders #ts remus #ts intrulogical #intrulogical #cw sex mention #incorrect sanders sides #roman sanders #sander sides #ts roman #patton sanders #Virgil sanders #Janus sanders

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milkhoney531 · 2 months

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Coffee and Zombies (CaZ)

Summary: Life and Death, two very contrast things. Or are they? In the zombie apocalypse, what is death? What is life? Is anyone truly living? A scientist searching for a cure to his mistake, a firefighter bent on helping survivors, two supernatural brothers struggling to adapt and survive, and two brothers who desperately want to rest and find safety. Will they survive?

Chapter 1

The world didn’t end with a bang. It didn’t end in war. It didn’t end in nukes. It didn’t end with the sun going supernova. It didn’t end with pollution or melting ice caps. No, it ended with a cup of coffee. Two scientists for the company Lily of the Valley, the flower of death, destroyed the world. The two never got along, they were working on a new project. Unfortunately together, unfortunately at unsustainably long hours. Unfortunately, with their brains impaired by lack of proper food, sleep, or hydration, tensions boiled. They weren’t as careful as they should have been. They fought over the last bit of coffee and beakers broke. They became the first two infected with the zombie virus. All over a cup of coffee.

Death watched in disappointment as he held the two souls as their body spread the virus, ripping flesh from the people near them. Making his job harder than it ever should have been. They would never even see the damage they had done. They would never live through the fear they had brought over the world. Life appeared next to him, her normally warm features stony. She took the two souls from him.

“I’m tired, Death. They have doomed my creations.” Life said quietly.

“I am tired as well. But there is work to be done.” Death sighed.

“Not for us. They made this mess. They can deal with it.” Life said, looking scornfully down at the two souls.

The smell of coffee filled Roman’s senses when he woke up. He rose from bed and was going to wake up Remus only to have his brother’s hand clasp over his mouth. He held a finger to his lips and pointed towards their bedroom door. Roman saw the blood seeping from beneath the door. He smelled the blood. He heard the screams outside. He saw the word zombies written in blood on the door. He looked at his brother, there was blood on his face and hands, his pajamas were ripped. With shaky hands he moved his twin’s hand from his mouth.

“Mom? Dad? Are they-?” Roman couldn’t finish the whispered question.

Remus only nodded. He didn’t look sad. Was this a prank? No. Remus looked too serious. The blood, he could smell it. They were orphans in the zombie apocalypse. This was a shitty way to start their eleventh birthday. He heard a thud against their bedroom door and nearly yelped, but his cry was muffled by Remus pulling him into a hug. He was shaking. Remus was shaking. This was real. What were they going to do?

They couldn’t stay here. Roman gently pulled out of the hug and took his brother’s hand. He led him to the closet and gave him a bag. Remus seemed to know exactly what he wanted to say. They started packing what they could, trying to keep it to things they needed, but Roman couldn’t help but include the scrapbook he had been working on with his dad and grandma. It had too many memories to leave behind. Were his grandparents still alive? He felt a hand on his shoulder and saw the look of worry his brother had. At least he still had him.

Roman gave him a reassuring smile. Silently, they got back to packing and getting ready. He didn’t know where they were going to go or how they were going to get out of the apartment alive. But they’d figure it out. They had too. Remus’s constant planning for alien invasions and zombie apocalypses seemed a lot less stupid now. Maybe his brother’s love of gore would save them? He gave a silent sight. They were eleven now. He woke up to coffee and zombies. Great.

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