Sanders Sides ONESHOTS

Your Important

     Roman and Logan had been bickering and fighting for the past fifteen minutes now.
     Virgil walked downstairs to get food, then heard nasty words being thrown. He looked into the living space to see Logan and Roman. He walked towards them and put a hand on their shoulders.
     "It's okay to say you've got a weak spot." Virgil smiled at Logan. Then he turned his head to the prince. "You don't always have to be on top." He shoved his hands in his pockets. "Better to be hated, than loved, loved, loved for what your not."
     Roman and Logan looked at each other than back to the singing side.
     "Your vulerable. Your vulnerable... you are not a robot." Virgil looked away from Logan and to Roman. "Your lovable, so lovable...but your just troubled."

     Virgil sat in his room as Patton walked in, smiling sadly at the side sitting in front of his bed.
     Virgil ran up to Patton and hugged him. "Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot." He sang the same thing again and tears began to fall.

     Virgil looked at Patton. "You've been hanging with the unloved kids, so you never really liked and you never trusted, but you are so magnetic, you pick up all the pins." He sighed. "Never commiting to anything, you don't pick up the phone when it ring, ring, rings."
     Roman stood behind Virgil and put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't be so pathetic, just open up and sing."
     Virgil hung his head low. "I'm vulnerable, I'm vulnerable. I am not a robot."
     Roman smiled. "Your lovable, so lovable. But your just troubled."
     "Guess what, I'm not a robot, a robot." Patton smiled.
     Logan sat by him. "Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot."
     Virgil kept frowning. "Can you teach me how to feel real?"
     "Can you turn my power on?" Roman frowned.
     "Well, let the drum beat drop." Logan sang.
     "Guess what? I am not a robot." Roman smiled again.
     "Guess what? I am not a robot." Patton grinned wider.
     "Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot." Logan smiled very little.
     "Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot." Thomas smiled, walking into the room.
     Virgil pulled his knees up to his face and sighed shakily.
     Roman flinched and lifted his hand a little off his shoulder. He took it back and blushed embarrassingly.
     "I love you all, just the way you are." Thomas smiled.
     Patton scooted closer to Virgil. He ran his hand through the locks of his hair, hoping it'll calm him a bit.
     Roman snaked his arms around Virgil's waist from behind and hugged him. Which made the anxious boy flinch more, but Roman strained from letting go.
     Logan sat, feeling useless in the situation. He looked up at Thomas, who was smiling at the three.
     "Logan," Virgil sighed. "...come here." He said, not moving his head up.
     Logan looked at him and cleared his throat, standing and stood in between them and Thomas. He crouched down and gulped.
     Virgil opened himself and hugged Logan, burying his face in his collarbone.
     Patton and Roman smiled at each other then back at the two sides hugging.
     "Your as important as everyone else, Logan." Virgil's voice was muffked by Logan's shirt. "Don't forget that."
     "I won't."

     Virgil layed half on Roman, hand in hand with him. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep while Roman messed with his hair with his free hand. He smiled at the anxious trait, wondering how he got so lucky with him. He began to drift off into a slumber, both their legs tangling.

     "How come...?" Logan asked, looking down and sitting on his bed.
     Patton slid his shirt off and replaced it with a night shirt with a puppy. "Hm?"
     "Nothing. Come here." Logan looked up at Patton walked over and collapsed in his arms. He smiled at the tired, bubbly trait and pulled him over to the pillows.
     Patton cuddled up to Logan and they both fell asleep soundly.

Sorry this was short and SUCKED ASS.