Sanders Sides' Scenarios

Angels/Demons

A/n Don't judge me. I don't think any are triggering. If one is, I am terribly sorry.

Patton:

"You wanted to show me something?" I asked, puzzled.

"Just, keep an open mind, ok?" They asked and I nodded.

"Of course! Nothing will make me think less of you." I assured them.

They gave a weak smile before taking a deep breath and sliding off their jacket. Instantly, bright gold angel wings appeared.

I bit my lip. "I don't get it. Is it your Halloween costume?" I asked.

They became saddened. "No, they're real Patton. I'm an angel."

"Oh." Was all I said before I gave them a big hug. They stumbled back a little in surprise and hugged back a little hesitantly.

"Thanks?" They didn't sound sure.

"They're so pretty! Can I touch them?" I asked.

"Sure." They sounded shocked.

I lightly trailed my hand down one and gasped in awe. "They're so soft! Did you know that? Did you know how soft your wings are? They're really soft!"

They laughed. "I guess I never noticed until now."

"Can you fly?" I asked, hope sparkling in my eyes.

They nodded and then added in a shy tone. "You wouldn't want to, you know, go for, a ride?"

I clapped with excitement. "Yes! Please!"

"Alright. Come on." They held out their hand.

I took it and held on for dear life.

Logan:

"Demons don't exist," I said simply, my arms folded over my chest.

They rolled their eyes. "You always say that."

"Because it's a fact and I always reiterate facts when people refuse to acknowledge them." I huffed. "So as I've said four times already, demons don't exist."

They got really close to me and trailed their finger against my jawbone. "Are you sure?" They whispered, their voice rough with something I couldn't detect.

I cleared my throat. "Yes. Demons aren't real."

They kissed me with that something I still could not understand. They pulled away slightly and I could feel their breath on my lips. "I feel like you're lying to me. I like liars."

"I'm not lying," I said deadly calm, though I wasn't feeling it. I felt so flustered for some reason.

As they kissed me harder, it dawned on me that they were seducing me. I pushed them away with as much force as I could muster and they glared at me. "You're not a demon. You're just a romantic who's sick in the head."

"You shouldn't have done that." They snarled. "I don't take kindly to those who think they have a brain and a choice." They advanced on me and I dashed out of the room locking them in.

They clawed at the door as I raced down the stairs, grabbed my keys and jacket and sped off in my car to get anywhere from there.

Thomas:

"I knew you were an angel but this is a bit far," I admitted, a slight blush on my cheeks.

They laughed. "I know. I wasn't expecting it either when I found out. I thought I was just a good-natured person."

"Still, it's kinda cool." I mused, lightly tracing my fingers over the soft feathers.

"You think so?" They asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. I also can't believe you're going to be getting your halo."

"I know! It's so exciting!" They squealed with excitement clapping their hands in delight.

After a small pause, I decided to ask, "So, does it just appear or...?" I trailed off.

They shrugged. "I'm not really sure. I wasn't given an instructional manual when I got these wings. All I know is that if I've been "good" for a certain amount of time, I get my halo. I've met the criteria so I should be getting it sometime today."

And just like that with a pop and a ding, a halo appeared. I blinked before saying, "Well, there you go."

They laughed and touched it. "Cold, but still pretty." They tugged at it trying to take it off, but it refused to budge. "Well, this is going to be hard to conceal."

"Yeah, no kidding," I commented. (A/N OH THIS WAS BAD! I am so sorry!)

Roman:

I felt something tap my face and opened my eyes to see long, pitch black nails tapping my eyelids. I blinked in disbelief as I saw a demon grinning at me devilishly. I tried to move but I was chained to the wall.

"Who are you? Where am I? What do you want from me? Where's Y/n?" I snapped, still struggling against the chains.

They growled. "I love that I'm fourth on that list." They responded sarcastically.

I paused as the realization hit me. "Y/n?"

They smiled making my stomach turn. "Good boy Romie! You guessed right! Now, what to do? What to do?"

"If you're going to kill me, just do it. Be a coward and kill me now." I tried to sound confident, but I was severely lacking in that department.

"Kill you?" They laughed a hard, piercing laugh. "Who said I was going to kill you? No that would kill the fun too quickly. I want to enjoy a victim before disposal."

I grimaced at the word disposal. "So what are you going to do?"

"That's the million dollar question now, isn't it?" They asked, boredom in their voice. They got close to my face and I examined them. I could almost see a hint of guilt and regret in their eyes, but I wasn't sure.

"Just get it over with," I muttered.

They sighed and shrugged. Making their way to a table, they pulled off the tarp and I saw an assortment of weapons. I gulped as they picked up one. Looking back at me, they smiled that gut-wrenching smile.

"Don't worry; this is only just the beginning."

Virgil:

"Black? Why black?" I heard a soft voice mumbled. I opened the door to see Y/n in the mirror with a pair of raven wings protruding from their back.

I gave a small smile. "Because black looks so cool on you."

They turned and smiled back at me. "It's not because I'm a dark angel, right?" They teased and I laughed.

"Of course not lovely." I kissed her cheek.

"Aww thank you Hot topic." They chided sarcastically. "But it doesn't look bad right?"

I smiled, hugging them from behind and placing my head in the crook of their neck. "Not in the slightest. You're exactly as I call you: lovely."

They smirked. "But I'm also bad too, right?"

I nodded. "You're positively evil darling."

I jolted awake with a start. Looking at the sleeping figure on my floor, I took a deep breath. No wings, no problem. It was all a dream. A very nice dream, but one I plan on not having again for a long time.

Also, when did I get so bold? Where did that even come from?

Confused, I shook my head and fell back to sleep.