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

Started May 23, 2019 by Deleted user

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"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.

"Do you want the light-out glasses or the earplugs, baby?" Deceit said softly, careful not to disturb his son who was far too on edge to be healthy if disturbed.

Logan nodded and put them on, tapping one foot on the ground. Eventually, he managed to speak. "Can… c-can we do a puzzle…?" He stammered quietly, still unable to make eye contact with anyone.

"Yeah, what kind of puzzle?" Deceit asked, standing up slowly. If anyone made any sudden moves when he was in a similar state, they'd either be giving him hell or receiving hell, so he could sympathize.

"Any…" Logan got up unsteadily, the ice pack simply being held in his hands rather than used. Deceit hadn't seen the black eye very well yet since it was Logan's right, and Deceit had entered the room on the left.

"Logan, your eye…. do you want something to put on that?" Deceit asked as an alternative to 'Whomst must I murder' given that that probably wouldn't make things better.

Logan stared down at the ice pack quietly. "V gave me the… uh…" He was quiet again for a moment. "…this…."

Virgil came back in quietly, placing a cup of liquid pain medication on the small coffee table. He knew Logan wouldn't swallow pills in this state.

They got a puzzle and set it on the coffee table. Logan crawled into Deceit's lap and started putting the pieces together. Puzzles were something that usually helped him relax, which was why he'd suggested it.

Remus watched Lo from afar, knowing he didn't like contact when he had his episodes. You could almost see the plotting going through his eyes as he seemed to think of a way to get rid of those kids. He knew he couldn't do much, seeing how he was younger than them and he couldn't use his powers for obvious reasons.

After a minute or two, Logan took off his cracked glasses and threw them across the room. Luckily, they landed on carpet and didn't break any further, but he couldn't stand the crack being in his vision while he was trying to see the puzzle. The main downside was that he couldn't really see at all now, which hadn't crossed his mind of course.

Virgil walked over and picked up the glasses, luckily Logan always had extra pairs of them in his room. "I'll go get your other pair, alright baby brother?"

Logan just nodded and started fidgeting with the ice pack again. It had started melting by now since he hadn't actually used it for his eye, and he was a bit disoriented from being practically blind. His eyesight really was bad.