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

Started May 23, 2019 by Deleted user

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Remy nodded and walked with him to their class.

They made it in right before the final bell rang, both rushing to their seats.

Remy took out his note book and just paid no attention to class and slept.

Logan was already in his own class early. He was just reading because he was ahead in this class and it helped him to tune out his loud classmates.

Virge rolled his eyes but smiled at Remy, actually trying to pay attention.

"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…"