forum So, fellow Sanders Fanders.... Sanders Sides RP?

Started May 23, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Alright, did you want some pain medicine?" Patton asked in a concerned voice, but shutting off the light.

"Maybe later. Can we cuddle?" Deceit asked, sagging in relief as the light was shut off and holding weak arms out to Patton.

"Of course!" Patton replied instantly. Settling down next to Deceit, he let his arms fold around him.

"You smell like cookies and Earl Grey." Deceit noted, pressing his head into Patton's shoulder.

"Mm," Patton made a noise of agreement.

For a while they said nothing, and that was okay. Deceit tightened his arms around Patton like a boa constrictor, curling up into his partner. He slowly drifted off to sleep, holding Patton fast in surprisingly strong arms.

Patton smiled, as he watched a sleepy Deceit fall asleep.

Logan came home from school wearing sunglasses which he hadn't been wearing before. He stayed quiet as he tried to just go upstairs, hoping no one would notice him.

Virgil immediately noticed, frowning. "What happened Logan? Who do I need to beat up?" Virgil grabbed his sunglasses and inspected his eyes.

Logan covered his black eye with one hand. "N-No one… I just… I have like, three essays to write…" He said weakly, trying to escape to his room.

Roman noticed and walked over. "I will avenge you if someone beat you."

Logan went pale, glancing between his siblings. "I'm… I'm fine guys, really…"

"Nope, what's wrong. Logan I love you, but I will use my magic if needed."

Logan hesitated before lowering his hand, revealing his black eye. His glasses were cracked as well on the same side.

Virgil looked up for a moment, giving a sigh then turning his head back down. "Who?" His voice was trembeling with anger.

"You know that lady father hates? Linda or something? Um… h-her son…" Logan looked away, seeming almost guilty.

"Alright, I'll deal with it. Let's get you some ice for that." Virgil said sweetly, his gaze still murderous.

Logan covered his eye again and followed Virgil into the kitchen, hoping their fathers wouldn't see them. "He… he and some of his friends are forcing me to do their homework. That's why I've got so many essays to write…"

"Mhm, don't worry about doing them. I can talk to those little shits for you." Virgil gave an unsettling smile. He didn't often use his powers on others but he would as soon as he saw the assholes that messed with his baby brother.

(Oh I guess Virgil is older then lol)
Logan nodded and sat down, his heart fluttering. He didn't like this terrified, panicky feeling he had as he stared blankly at the floor. He trembled slightly, reliving the event. They'd just been bullying him as well, not just to make him do their homework. They'd found out about his autism somehow and they bullied him for it. He was weak, and he couldn't focus anymore. He had an awful, distracting headache, and he didn't remember the lights in here being so bright…

Virgil noticed this and dimmed the lights, he often looked like that while having a migraine. He handed hm an icepack and smilled softly, he was going to go get Papa and Dad.

Logan continued staring blankly at the ground, not very responsive at the moment. He was still shaking and started to fiddle with the ice pack anxiously rather than actually use it.

"Papa, Dad? Lo's having some sort of unresponsive episode. Some kids were bullying him, Linda's son, I think he said." Virgil called out quietly into the other room.

Deceit was just waking up, but the moment he heard Virgil's call he lept up, making sure not to disturb Patton too much (he had fallen asleep with Deceit after a while) but still getting up rather quickly. He still felt groggy from the previous blip and subsequent shutdown, but if Logan or any of the other kids were having a problem, it was his job as a parent and more so his life to help his sons. "Okay, where is he? Does he want a stim toy, maybe a chewy or some beads?" Deceit asked Virgil.

Logan covered his ears, hearing the fan on high from the next room over. In addition to both Virgil and Deceit's voices, he didn't like the amount or contrast of the noises. His eyes still seemed a bit unfocused, but he soon closed them anyways.

"I gave him an icepack for his eye but he's mostly fiddling so I'd say a stim toy, maybe a fidget cube. The little shit who was bullying him gave him a black eye." Virgil growled the last part, he was cracking his fingers, stimming a bit.

"Okay, I'll go get one from his room." Deceit knew very well where Logan kept his things, an organized routine helped him cope similarly to Deceit. He ran upstairs, and when unable to find a fidget cube he grabbed a set of earplugs and light blocking glasses in case Logan would want them (he probably would, Deceit knew his son well), a spinning textured bracelet, and then went back downstairs and retrieved the weighted blanket that everyone used (because who doesn't like feeling hugged?) and walked nearly silently into the room. "Lolo? You okay, honey? I've got some comfort objects for you, do you want one?" he asked.

Logan glanced up at Deceit as he entered, hesitantly lowering his hands from his ears. He let the ice pack lay in his lap and put on the bracelet to fidget with. He seemed nervous, and he blinked more often than usual because of the light and to try and prevent himself from crying. He still hadn't spoken for a while, and his shaking hadn't stopped.