Who Cares What People Say: Introlociet Sander Sides fanfic

Coffee

Logan sat in Virgil's room, now on a beanbag instead of at the door. He had just gotten done telling the other what had been happening. Remus had started talking to him for a day, then hadn't talked to him since. So, feeling conflicted, he decided today to reach out. But that didn't turn out satisfactory.

"You can understand why I didn't want the other two to know right? They make a big deal about the darks..." Logan said, taking a deep breath in and out.

Virgil was sitting on his bed with an iced coffee in his hands. His eyes went down to the floor for a moment in understanding, then said, "They can, and they do... When I was a... dark side, Deceit would always be in between them and me and Remus to protect us. He was always the mother of the group..." Virgil's eyeshadow got darker and his eyes started to water, but he kept it in, "I made a stupid decision back then when I got mad and acted like a stupid kid trying to rebel."

"It's ok Virgil," Logan said, trying to comfort the other.

"I'm all right, it's fine. I just wish I could work up the courage to talk to them again." The anxious side said his eyeshadow lightening as he took steady breaths to calm down.

Logan smiled at the other and thanked him for listening, then took the chance to ask about Janus and Remus. "Can you tell me more about them?" To which he got a focused face and then the start of a story from when they were younger. The two talked for a long time, so long in fact that there was a knock on Virgil's door from Patton asking if everything was all right. That's about when Logan said his goodbyes and left the room. He took a glance at Remus's door, then walked downstairs to the empty living room. He sat down and decided that this would be the perfect time to catch up on a documentary he started a while ago. He grabbed some jam and a cup of coffee and settled down on a chair.

A courter left of the doc, Roman had come down the stairs singing the theme song to Highschool Musical. He apparently didn't expect to see Logan on the couch because he stopped singing when he got to the bottom of the stairs and gave an awkward hello. Logan gave a greeting back, then took a sip of his coffee. Roman went to the kitchen, pulled out a bag of popcorn from the pantry, and put it in the microwave.

"So... Good Documentary?" He asked, the buzz of the microwave in the background.

"Yes, it's satisfactory," Logan replied.

"That's... nice. I was just coming down to watch my show, you must know it, High School Musical. It really just captures the essence of teen life doesn't it." The popcorn popping came in then.

"Mhm," Logan didn't bother saying that yes he did know it, and all too well because Roman loved to watch it so much that he had seen it through 7 times.

"Sorry, I expected you to be working since Thomas had so many things to do. It would be nice to give him a break once in a while so he could do something he liked, wouldn't it? If you could finish editing the video from yesterday, he could finally get some free time. It would be so nice if you did, since your logic and naturally should be helping him. Shouldn't you?" Romans's voice got faker as he talked more, but the only thing in Logan's mind now was how he was potentially hurting Thomas. That it was his fault.

He sighed and got up off the couch to put his jam away. "You know what, I was just leaving, I can finish this another time."

"Way to go! You're so smart Logie, you'll be able to get that work done really fast won't you." Roman said right before the microwave started beeping.

A chill ran down Logan's back at the name, he didn't like it coming from him. He only whispered, "Don't call me that," which the other didn't even hear, then walked up the stairs to his room. He sat down at his desk and opened his computer to see all the things that needed to be done. Had he really left all this to Thomas, there were so many things to be done. Edit videos, edit scripts, fill taxes, project due, meet up with friends ( find a place to hang out), etc. Logan started then, typing away to complete the tasks asked of him. He worked into the night and by the time he could put the computer away, it was light outside and the cups of coffee had multiplied by 4.

He could put it away now... or keep going. If he did, Thomas would be less stressed; he could help Thomas. So, instead of closing the computer, he kept at it. He took a break in between making events to work on some projects of his own, before going back to the very long list of things to do. He couldn't stop until his hands were too tired to type or write and it was back to being dark outside.

His desk now had papers everywhere; a whiteboard next to his desk was only black, blue, and green from all the markers; it had 13 cups of coffee on it, and 2 monster energy's because coffee was starting to not work. His mind was so tired he couldn't do anything else but nod off into sleep, and that he did.

He was awoken by a thing hitting him in the arm. His eyes wouldn't open though, and his body couldn't either. He could see his room in a blue hue though, and everything was floating everywhere. The thing that hit him was his alarm clock which usually sat on the side of his side table but was now on its way to crashing into a wall. He tried to talk, but that didn't work either! He was suck... until he realized what was happening.

His power had turned on on its own.

He calmed down and focused to mentally close his third eye. It took a bit but he was able to do it. And with a crash of everything falling to the floor, he was able to see again, to move again, to speak again. "That was scary," he said to no one in particular. His brain tried to comprehend how such a thing would happen; it had never happened before. Why would it happen now?

He sat up out of his chair and went to retrieve everything off of the floor. Clothes, books, papers, pens, and a whole bunch of other things. By the time he was done, everything was in its place and organized, and just in time for multiple knocks to pound the door. Logan breathed in and out before going to the door and opening it to see a worried Patton and Virgil.

"We heard a big bang, are you alright?" Patton asked, looking past Logan into his tidy room.

"What happened? And where were you yesterday, I didn't see you come out of your room at all," Virgil said.

Logan made up a lie easily, and Patton went along with it. Virgil took a little convincing but "No one was downstairs when I went yesterday," and, "I wasn't hungry and already had a big lunch," did enough for him to leave it for now. He didn't like lying... He was logic, basically truth or assumption or something like that. It's not important, his heart felt like it was being squeezed every time a lying word came out of his mouth so he was glad that the others finally left when they did. He went back into his room and felt a presence in there that wasn't before. Logan looked around, suspicious. A little hiss came from the closet. Logan could make a logical guess on who it was. He opened the door to his closet and found a yellow snake person standing there.

"Logan," Janus nodded his head to the other and continued, "Are the others still here?"

"Why are you here," Logan asked with confusion; he had better be ready to answer because this situation needed a good explanation.

"I can tell when a person is lying, and it so happened that in this area there was a lot of it going around. Specifically, a blue side, which is weird because you never lie. Of coursssse, I had to not come check it out; what kind of person would I be if I didn't? So, I want to know, what brought up this "falsehood" act Janus smirked.

Word Count: 1474

Heyyyy! I stayed up till 12:30 and had to wake up at 5:30 so that was fun. Coffee is life :D Have a good night, morning, evening, and over all day! Did I make some paragraphs longer than usual so I could fit this chapter in docs so the new chapter could start on the beginning of a new page... Yes, Yes I did.