Sanders Sides One Shots

Advice

He kept everything running smoothly. You wouldn't know that unless you really looked, he usually tried to be subtle about it, not wanting to draw a lot of attention to his good works. 

Today was different though, he wasn't showing off how much he did, he was just doing a lot more than normal. This was because by some cruel twist of fate all 3 of the others had fallen ill in some way, Logan had a horrible headache from reading in the dark, Roman had fallen down the stairs and was now milking it for everything he could, and the lack of sleep had taken a toll on Anxiety's immune system causing him to have the flu, though he would never admit it.  

All of this added up to having to take care of three people, though Logan and Anxiety were pretty good about their illness, it was mostly Roman making a big deal out of it, but he still took care of them all because that's what he did. He was the 'dad' it's his job to make sure everyone is ok, even if sometimes all he wants is to take a nap, instead of taking care of them.

His feeling of responsibility for the other 3 is why he's making 3 separate meals even though he hadn't eaten in two days. At least he thinks it's been 2 days, he's kind of lost track of time. It's pretty hard to keep track of time when you had to keep track of 3 sick people, especially when the sickest one was insisting that he was fine and kept trying to get out of bed to do who knows what. 

It was frustrating and all he wanted was a nap. He started to doze off, while cooking Anxiety's favorite pancakes. "Just a few seconds," he thought, his eyes closing and his arm slipping, bringing his face closer and closer to the flames.

"DAD!" Anxiety yelled startling Morality and causing his head to jolt up. 

"Oh hey Anx, your pancakes should be ready in a bit," Morality said like he hadn't just almost burned his face, "Also what are you doing out of bed?"

"Nevermind all that, when was the last time you slept?" Anxiety asked, approaching the stove to turn it off so Morality didn't hurt himself again. 

"I think right before everyone got sick," Morality said, going to turn the stove back on, but Anxiety smacked his hand away.

"That was 3 days ago. Go to bed," Anxiety said clearly concerned with the lack of sleep his parental figure had gotten recently. 

"But what about you guys," Morality protested, while still allowing Anxiety to lead him to his bedroom. 

"Logan's been saying he's fine for awhile now, Roman's overexaggerating like always, and I can deal with a small fever. I'll even stay in bed if that makes you feel better," Anxiety told him.

"Ok, but don't let me sleep too long," Morality conceded, sleepiness apparent in his voice.

"Of course," Anxiety lied, no one was going to wake Morality up except for natural causes or if they accidental burned the place down. 

"Oh and Anx, don't forget to get some sleep," Morality advised him before going to sleep himself.

"Dad may give the best advice, but sometimes he should learn to take it himself," Anxiety thought before going to inform the others of what just happened.