Sanders Sides Oneshots/Short Stories

Logan's Birthday 2

WC: 539

Yesterday hadn't been a good day. Logan knew that. So why was his mind so adamant on refusing that fact?

The logical side had barely gotten any sleep last night. He couldn't keep his eyes closed, perhaps the hope that someone, anyone, would come in and tell him that they remembered was in the way. Unfortunately, that dream was nowhere close to a reality.

He sighed as he pushed himself out of bed. If he told himself that it was fine, that it wasn't a big deal, maybe he would believe it. The chances of that were almost nothing, but Logan was close to letting himself hope one more time.

He snapped himself into his clothes and entered the kitchen, sitting down at a stool next to the counter and letting his head thump to the granite.

"Logan?" The logical side shot up at the voice. He hadn't seen anyone in the kitchen. Then again, he hadn't slept well last night, so he wasn't functioning to the best of his ability and therefore his eyes could have passed right over the person there.

Speaking of, who was the one who'd just said his name?

The person spoke again, and Logan looked up to see who it was. Ah, Janus. "Logan are you-"

"Yes, I'm completely fine. My sleep schedule was simply disturbed last night," he responded, a little too quickly.

Janus frowned at that. The logical side seemed a little too tense. The liar's mouth filled with a bittersweet taste. Why was Logan lying?

He decided to brush it off, and say what he had planned to. "Well, I was just coming down to wish you a happy belated birthday. The... others, they kept Remus and me busy in the Dark side, and we couldn't come up... Speaking of which, how was your birthday?"

Somewhere in what Janus had just said, Logan's eyes widened. Janus had remembered? He had remembered his birthday? That didn't make sense, the others had known him for longer, he would hardly consider Janus a friend - more like an acquaintance - why would he be the one to remember?

It wasn't until the other looked at him with surprise that Logan realized that his eyes had filled with tears. He scrubbed them away furiously with his hands. "Logan? Are you okay?" asked Janus, despite the fact that Logan obviously wasn't okay.

The logical side glanced at Janus, then looked back down. "It's silly, isn't it?" he asked, brokenly chuckling. "The way I'm getting so worked up over the others not remembering." He pulled his knees to his chest. His vision blurred again, no doubt because of the warm tears trailing down his face.

"Hold on- they forgot!?" Janus screeched. Logan flinched. "Sorry, Logan. It's just..."

"It's not important-"

"Of course it is! A birthday is supposed to be your day, Logan. I've seen how they treat you, so..." He didn't finish. He didn't have to. It shouldn't be this much of a surprise.

Janus walked over to the other and sat on one of the other stools. "You know what, Logan?"

"Hm?"

"Today, Remus and I are going to give you the best damn birthday you've ever had."

Today, thought Logan, might be a good day.

Me, taking almost two months to write this 539-word sequel because I couldn't find the motivation to write? More likely than you'd think.