Sanders Sides One-Shots

Way Too Early for Christmas

My prompt: "Fix me up with six cups of coffee and we're good to go."

it's short, sorry-

but Merry late Christmas to anyone who'll see this,,

Patton's eyes shot open as soon as his alarm rang that morning. Bolting up and out of bed, he could barely contain his excitement for the day as he got dressed in the latest Sanders Sides Morality sweater that had been designed. Since they lived in the Mindscape, Roman always made them all new ones every year based off their designs for Thomas' merch store. He giggled, admiring the cute patterns. He looked like a ginger-bread cookie!

Throwing on some comfortable loose pants, his slippers, and his Patton hat (a Santa hat but themed after him, once again courtesy of Roman who'd made them for everyone years ago), and hurried out the door. He knew it was still really early, so he didn't wake anyone up yet. He was even awake before Logan today, which was rare! Normally, he'd sleep in a good few more hours, but today he had to get working on the cooking. He needed to make a big breakfast, since Janus and Remus were with them this year too, and Remus always ate enough for the whole group. Then he needed to get started on the Christmas dinner, since that would definitely take hours. 

Lunch would probably just be a few sandwiches so everyone still had room for dinner.

Grinning, he started on pancakes. He had mastered pancake art, and on the holidays he especially loved making fancy looking pancakes for everyone. 

He started with Logan's, since he'd surely be the next awake and downstairs. He put on some quiet Christmas music and danced slightly as he cooked exactly two pancakes. The logical side always ate exactly one serving of something for every meal, for 'optimum health' or something like that. One pancake he made to look like a tie, then decorated it with blueberries and a very very small amount of chocolate chips. The second was shaped like an open book. He used blueberry syrup to make 'text' on the pages,  and outlined it with more blueberries and chocolate chips.

He set the two on a plate and pushed it a fair distance away from his working station. Janus would probably be up next, so he got started on that. Janus liked to have three pancakes. Patton made a two headed snake, a bowler hat like what the deceitful side wore, and a cane. He continued to cook, making some bacon and eggs as well, and setting up other things in case someone wanted more than pancakes.

Virgil woke up to a violent banging on his door. He shrieked in surprise and some fear, falling off the bed in a tangle of blankets.

Roman burst into the room. "Up up up, Jack Smell-ington! It's Christmas, and Patt's made his special pancakes for everyone again!" He said with his usual royal tone and excitement. He hadn't yet noticed Virgil on the floor.

The emo groaned, sitting up to glare at the fanciful side across the bed. "And you couldn't be ANY quieter?" He asked, standing and de-tangling himself from his bedding.

Creativity finally realized Virgil had fallen and had the sense to look apologetic. "I apologize, I could've been a little less energetic. But! It IS still a special day and we're all waiting on you now!" He bounced to Virgil's closet and grabbed the Anxiety-themed sweater and hat, tossing them onto the bed, before grinning and hurrying out again.

Virgil sighed and smirked just barely. He was still extremely tired, rubbing his eyes as he got up and dressed into the sweater and hat, throwing on some black jeans and sneakers. Stepping out of his room and squinting at the brighter lights, he headed downstairs.

Slightly stumbling into the kitchen/dining room where everyone else was, sitting at his usual spot in between Logan and Patton. 

"Morning Virge! I made pancakes!" Patton greeted him cheerfully. "You ready for today?"

He grumbled slightly, but gave the dad side a slight smile. "Fix me up with six cups of coffee and we're good to go." He said, reaching for said drink and pouring himself a mug.

Logan looked appalled. "Virgil, I must advise against such a thing. That is extremely unhealthy."

Remus snorted. "That's better than usual, nerdy wolverine! He used to drink the entire pot!"

Logan looked absolutely shocked at that. Virgil smirked at Remus. "Yeah, I had to deal with you somehow, asshole. Jan has his drink for it. I have mine."

Patton looked to Janus curiously. "What's yours?"

Janus sweat nervously, glancing away slightly. "Er- just- juice. Or, uh, sprite."

Remus burst out laughing as Virgil snorted in disbelief. Roman snickered, "Silver tongue malfunctioning?"

Janus glared without much heat behind it, rolling his eyes and going back to his pancakes. Patton looked a little confused, but shrugged it off with a smile, biting into a heart shaped pancake.

Virgil hesitated, looking around the table.

"...Merry Christmas, everyone."