Sanders Sides One Shots: Volume 1 [COMPLETED]

Switched Up (Prinxiety & Logicality)

I got two very very similar requests, so instead of doing two that are almost the same, I'm going to combine them. I hope that's okay :3

This will be longer (like no lie this one's long af cause it feels wrong to break it up), mostly in Roman's POV, and might get confusing.

If a name looks like this: 'Roman' it means it's the other person. It'll make sense just wait lmao

Trigger Warning: there's mentions of past self harm.

Roman's POV:

I woke up feeling strangely heavy. That's odd, I normally wake up feeling refreshed from my beauty sleep and ready for the day. Where had this heavy feeling come from?

I pulled myself away from the bed, with great difficulty. I stretched out my arms and back, yawning. I felt exhausted even though I had gone to sleep at 10:00 last night. It was only 8:00 AM, how could I be this tired still? I shrugged, eyes still closed as I walked over to my dresser to change out of my pajamas. I reached out for my hair brush to find it not there. Alarm shot through me. Where was my hair brush?!

I opened my eyes, and froze. This wasn't my room. I looked down. These weren't my pajamas.

"Oh my gooooood!" I yelled, looking at myself in a mirror.

I was Virgil. I was VIRGIL! I was in Virgil's room! I was in Virgil's clothes! I felt and looked like Virgil!

"What the hell!?" I yelled again, raising a hand to mess with my new bangs. How could he stand this hanging in front of his face all the time?! My chest felt heavy and hollow at the same time! What is this feeling and why do I feel it?! I don't like it! I looked down at what I was wearing; a giant soft black sweater and fluffy dark purple pajama pants. This was NOT my style! Although... this sweater is really soft...

"Snap out of it Roman! You're dreaming!" I told myself sharply. I pinched myself, hard. "Ow!"

I wasn't dreaming.

Virgil's POV:

I woke up feeling really good for some reason... like I wanted to get up and dress nice and feel good about myself. Wait, that's not normal... my eyes fluttered open to a slightly familiar ceiling. Wait... why was I in Princey's room? I sat up quickly. Wait, where even was Princey?

I jumped out of bed, looking around the whole giant room in search of his Royal Annoyance. If this was some kind of prank, I'm going to kill him. I couldn't find him, and finally stopped to look at his dresser. I noticed his hair brush, reminding me of my own hair. I gasped, realizing I didn't have my bangs. I looked at the full body mirror that only this arrogant prince would have, gaping at myself.

I was Roman... I was literally Roman... I looked like him, and I felt like him... is this how he feels all the time? That must be nice... I looked down at his pajamas. A white button up pj shirt and fluffy white pj pants with little gold crowns on them. Wow, really? I looked back up at my face, frustrated, frightened, and amazed by my lack of eye shadow, dark circles, and the fact that Roman literally woke up with that perfect hair.

"I must be tripping or something," I mumbled, feeling the shirt. It was when I heard a loud yell from what sounded like me that I realized I wasn't.

Patton's POV:

I woke up to the sound of an alarm clock and immediately got up. Wait, I don't use an alarm clock that sounds like that, and I always hit the snooze button three times before getting up. I looked around, immediately recognizing Logan's room. Huh? Why was I in here?

I felt a strong urge to get moving to get dressed and get working, but I ignored it to look at myself in the mirror confused. "Wait!" I said out loud, doing a double take upon seeing myself. I was in Logan's pajamas. I giggled as I realized it was the unicorn onesie.