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pan-cake-fiction · 4 years

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Angsty Sentence Starters

Adjust as necessary! Some lyics, some quotes, etc.

“Please… please don’t leave me.” “I’ve never been worthy of you. of anyone, really.” “They were right – I should have known.” “Too much guile, too many victims. No concern for those in need.” “We are weak, but we are many – and we’re seeking for revenge.” “Every day I add another stone to the wall I’ve built around my heart.” “I lied; the baby’s not yours.” “Do they know that your bedsheets smell like alcohol and sadness?“ “Nobody cried. Nobody even noticed.”

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pan-cake-fiction · 6 years

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I feel like no one talks about how when Anxiety gets extremely anxious his voice becomes distorted. It’s happened a few times and I wish people would bring it up more. Or use it in fics sometimes.

#thomas sanders #logan sanders sides #creativity sanders sides #logan sanders #creativity sanders #sanders sides anxiety #sanders sides roman #roman sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides virgil #anxiety sanders #logic sanders sides #sanders #sanders sides #TS #patton sanders #patton

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pan-cake-fiction · 6 years

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Scream

Summary- Patton Screams Really Loud... I can’t give away to much.

Warnings- Uhhh screaming... Roman has his sword out.Sorry for spelling mistakes I didn't have time to edit it.

Parings- None

One-Shot Short

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The scream was so loud that Virgil was sure even Thomas could feel it. He had been listening to his music, his headphones on and turned almost all the way up so for a moment he was surprised he had even heard the terrified scream that had rang out through the entire house. The second thought that came to his mind was Patton, that terrified scream had come from the oldest side. Virgil was on his feet in less than a second, running towards the commons as fast as his feet could carry him, on his way he almost ran into an extremely flustered Logan and an extremely scary looking Roman who had his sword pulled from it’s holder, he looked about ready to kill something. Barley pausing he once again began to run to the commons. Virgil felt all the air in his lungs leave as his eyes landed upon Patton.

Logan was working on Thomas’s schedule making sure the next month was put together. His tie hung loosely around his neck and his hair was a bit of a mess. He was in the middle of writing a note when Patton screamed causing him to accidentally make a line across the entire paper as his hand slipped. He didn’t let his focus stay on the red mark across the calendar, instead he quickly stood up, knocking over a few papers in the process. He had barley gotten out of his door when Virgil almost ran right into him and Roman came running from his room with his sword. He barley had time to register the frazzled appearance of himself or the other two before they were all standing in the commons staring at a horrified looking Patton.

Roman had been in his room planning videos, or at least that's what he would say if you asked him. He was working... and watching The Little Mermaid... and singing at the top of his lungs to every song. Part of Your World had just finished when he heard Patton's terrified scream. In an instant he had his sword out and was sprinting towards the source of the sound. He barley registered almost running into the other two as he ran towards the father figure. He stopped short though when he actually saw Patton, his grip on his sword weakened and he blinked as if to make sure he was seeing straight.

Patton had decided to bake and clean that day. While his third batch of cookies were in the oven he began to clean up the common room. He was dusting when he saw .It. and nearly had a heart attack. His eyes went wide and his breathing quickened it wasn’t until it began to move towards him that Patton screamed. As. Loud. As. He. Possibly. Could. Right in front of him, on the coffee table was...

A big, yellow and black, Spider.

All three sides let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding. Patton looked absolutely terrified and Virgil almost laughed. Logan let out a long sigh while fixing his tie and hair. And Roman slowly slid his sword back into its holder. Virgil grabbed a tissue and quickly got rid of the spider before walking back into the room. All four boys shared a look before Virgil, Logan, and Roman burst out laughing as Patton pouted.

“What!?” Patton whined “It was a creepy crawly death dealer!”

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pan-cake-fiction · 6 years

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Home (Part Two)

Summary- Virgil arrives at the Dark Sides house and Patton, Roman, and Logan find out he’s gone.

Warnings- Mentions of Deciet and Virgil thinks bad about himself. If I forgot anything Tell me. I’ll add it.

Parings- None yet but I’m open to it

Chapter One

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The Dark sides house wasn’t what you would think. Sure it was well... dark but it was also huge and well put together. The upper floor consisted of all the bedrooms and offices, the main floor held the kitchen, a unused dining room, a workshop, and two living rooms. Then there was the basement which was basically a dungeon. The house consisted of the main dark sides, Deciet, Envy, and Discord, and at one point Anxiety. The three ran the back of Thomas’s mind together but other than that they all kept to themselves. Dark sides weren’t Family, or friends, they were partners who would gladly stab each other in the back for power.

The small city surrounding the house was where the others lived the ones not quite as powerful as them. The city itself was a dump, trash littered the streets and since it was the back of Thomas’s mind it was always dark and cloudy. The house stood tall in the middle of it all and Anxiety couldn’t help the lump in his throat as he stared at it.

It had been about a days trip from the light sides part of the mind to dark sides and Virgil was tired, physically and emotionally. He sighed and made his way through the city sticking to back streets and ally ways, keeping his hood up and hands shoved in his pockets. His phone was vibrating wildly in his bag as it had been for the past couple hours and he figured that it would die soon enough, he really didn’t have the energy to check it.

As he made his way up to the black and gold doors he took a deep breath readying himself for what was up ahead. He didn’t like the dark sides, could barley even stand the thought of them. But this was better than living with the people who had tricked him into thinking he was cared about, wasn’t it? Virgil sighed pushing the thoughts of...them... out of his head. He stood in front of the door, pushed his hood down, and knocked.

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Patton was excited, well that was an understatement, Patton was, literally, bouncing with pure happiness. The plan was almost finished and he, along with Roman and Logan, had been slowly putting everything together. He felt bad about having to keep secrets from Virgil but he knew in the end it would all be worth it.

He also felt bad about not making cookies with Virgil when he asked but Logan had made it clear that everything had to be done on schedule or it wouldn’t be done right.

Patton sighed running his hand through his hair, he was almost finished with the drawing he had been working on when Virgil asked. As he finished the final touches he ran through the plan in his head again.

Everything had to be perfect or it wouldn’t work. Logan had made it perfectly clear that as long as he and Roman did they’re parts everything would work out. The thought of the look on Virgil’s face when he finds out had Patton smiling again.

A few hours passed by and Patton had realized that he hadn’t seen Virgil eat anything yet that day. Morality made his way into the kitchen preparing a peanut-butter and ;)Crofters sandwich. He made his way over to Anxiety’s room knocking on the door.

But after 2 minutes of no reply he knocked again eye brows together in confusion. Maybe Virgil had his head phones on and couldn’t hear him? After calling Virgil’s name he slowly opened the door only to find the room empty. He opened the door all the way, his eyes scanning the empty room until they landed on the card he had given the youngest.

He slowly walked over to it placing the sandwich on the dresser next to it. He opened it up to find a note neatly placed on the inside. He grabbed the note his eyes widening as he read. He almost fell to the ground as he practically screamed for Logan and Roman. Both came running into the room, Romans sword was drawn and Logan looked a bit flustered.

But as they saw the oldest clutching a note with tears in his eyes they both straightened themselves out. Roman put his sword away and immediately held the parental figure in his arms as Logan gently took the note out of his hand, reading it out loud.

“ Dear Patton, Logan, and Roman,

I know that you’ve all been trying to get along with me for Thomas’s sake. But you don’t have to worry about it anymore. I’m not ducking out again, but I’ve realized that I don’t need to live with you all in order to do my job. I understand why you don’t want me around and I don’t blame you for it. You don’t have to feel bad for lying to me, you just wanted to make sure I did my job. And I will. I’m sorry I caused so much trouble but I promise that I won’t cause anymore. I’m going back to where I belong, with the Dark Sides. Please don’t come after me.

Goodbye, Anxiety”

“He’s gone” Patton mumbled.

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pan-cake-fiction · 6 years

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Home (Part One)

Summary- Virgil notices the other sides are acting weird around him. And after countless times of conversations ending when he walks into the room he comes up with the conclusion that maybe the other sides really do hate him. He takes measures into his own hands and decides to go back to living with the Dark sides. At least they don’t try to pretend to like him.

Warnings- Virgil thinks bad about himself. If I missed something tell me, I’ll add it. Oh this is poorly written so... that’s a warning.

Parings- None yet but I’m open to it.

Chapter Two

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3rd Person Point Of View

Italics for thoughts

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It had all started about a week ago, Wednesday morning when Virgil had left his room for breakfast. He made his way into the kitchen, the breakfast Patton had prepared could be smelt from the halls and Virgil felt his stomach grumble in response. He wasn’t at all surprised to hear everyone else already awake and in the kitchen. What he hadn’t expected was how quickly the conversation, the other sides had been having, stopped as he entered the kitchen. Patton was hovering by the table spatula in hand while Logan sat in his usual spot at the table, he had an open notebook and had stopped writing mid word when Anxiety entered the room.

Roman looked as though he was in the middle of speaking but he quickly shut his mouth and shifted in his chair as he looked up at the Darker side. Anxiety shrank into his hoodie. After another moment Patton put on a smile and was moving around the kitchen setting food on the table and Logan’s notebook was shut and had been set aside. Roman just gave Anxiety a small smile and turned back to Logan starting up a meaningless conversation.

What was that about? Did I do something wrong? I don’t think I’ve done anything. Patton’s smile looked fake.

And that worried the youngest. Because Patton didn’t usually fake his smile. The youngest sighed grabbing a cup of coffee and sitting at the table as Patton set down the last dish of food and told everyone to dig in.

The rest of the week was much the same of that morning. Virgil would enter the room and conversations would stop or they would seem to all move as if to hide something from him. It seemed as though each of them had pulled away from him. Even Patton was talking to him less. The three seemed to spend all their time together, without him, or doing their jobs. He had even seen less of Thomas. He had only been summoned once that week and only for a few minutes.

It was Friday of the next week and Virgil had skipped breakfast. Not wanting to have yet another awkward breakfast with the others. But by the afternoon he was hungry and knew he couldn’t avoid going out any longer. Maybe Patton would make cookies with him. He missed spending time with the oldest side.

He slowly got out of his bed throwing his phone and headphones onto his pillow, walking out of his room and down the hall. He found Patton sitting near the others drawing something on a pad of paper. Logan and Roman also seemed to be writing or drawing. Virgil wasn’t surprised when each of them closed the books as he entered the room.

“Hey Kiddo” Patton said, his smile seemed nervous and forced and Virgil cringed a bit upon seeing it. He looked up at the others only to find both Logic and Creativity practically running to get out of the room. Once they were both gone Virgil turned back to the ‘Dad’ of the group.

“I was wondering... if you... I mean.... would you like to make cookies with me?” He hadn’t meant for it to come out so mumbled and stuttered, but he and Patton hadn’t hung out at all in the past week and he was nervous. Nervous that maybe Patton didn’t like him, maybe it was all just for Thomas’s sake. He was pulled from his thoughts as the eldest sighed and every ounce of hope in Anxiety shattered.

“I’m sorry Kiddo, I can’t, I’m busy as of the moment. But how about me and you bake cookies later tonight we can watch a movie? You can pick” Anxiety only shook his head retreating into his hoodie. He wasn’t going to force Patton to hang out with him. If Patton would rather draw or hang out with the other two then who was he to get in the middle of that? Patton was to nice for his own good and Virgil knew Patton would force himself to hang out with Anxiety just to be nice.

“I’m busy tonight” Virgil stated and before Patton could say anything else the youngest sunk out of the commons and into his room, Food forgotten. He felt his heart shatter as he sat down on his bed.

It had all been an act, they didn’t care about him. Even Patton had been faking it. He didn’t want to keep making them pretend to like him. He couldn’t duck out again, that hadn’t ended well for Thomas the first time. But he knew he could still do his job from a different part of the mind. Maybe that way the others wouldn’t be burdened with having to act like they cared. He felt a tear slip from his eye as he grabbed his phone and a few other belongings from his room.

He stopped short when he saw the card Patton had made him. Another tear falling. A lie, it had all been a lie. They weren’t his family, they tolerated him because they had to. When he had the things he wanted to bring he took one last look around the room. His eyes lingered on the card that was sitting on his desk before he sunk out of his room for the last time.

He wasn’t going to burden them any longer. He could still do his job, but from the back of Thomas’s mind. Where no one had to act like they cared about him. Where he couldn’t be a burden to anyone. He was going back to living with the Darks.