Throwing a single snowball causes war. What is war without peace? These four will never know. For the prompt: "If you throw that snowball you're declaring war"
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It was the first snowfall of the winter. Patton insisted on going out as soon as the snow was falling quick and heavy. Both Logan and Virgil wouldn't let him, and Roman wouldn't back him up. So, he sat by the window, pouting like a child as he watched the snow fall from the white clouded sky. If he was more poetic like Roman he would've written a poem about it, maybe he would have drawn the scene in front of him, instead he just sat and watched.
"It's stopped!" Patton shouted into the quiet room, startling his boyfriends slightly and they all turned to look at him. Patton calmed himself slightly, "uh, the snow, it's stopped so can we...?" He trailed off and suddenly everyone was moving, getting their coats on and extra winter gear. Soon enough they were all outside, Virgil locking the door behind them, and they made their way down the street. A short walk and they were at the local park.
There's so many small children and families playing in the snow. Patton feels inclined to do the same. So, he's quickly scooping up snow, taking him time to wrap it tightly into a ball. Dead set on throwing it directly at Roman. But they'd expect that. So, he stops walking, his unoccupied hand stopping Logan by grabbing his arm. Logan looks at him, clearly confused, and Patton presses the snowball into his hands.
It's clear from the mischievous glint in Patton's eye that he knows what Patton wants him to do. And he'd do almost anything for Patton. Even start a snowball fight against their boyfriends. However, their plans of attack are foiled when the other two realise they've stopped walking, so, pace back to where they are. Eyes focus on the snowball in Logan's hands.
"If you throw that snowball you're declaring war," Virgil tells him, picking up some snow himself and cupping it into a ball. Then there's nothing. Stillness between the four of them. Roman and Patton look at each other then between the two, silently deciding if choosing a side would be wise.
Then there's movement, quick and fast, they don't know who throws first but it starts a chain reaction. Logan throws at Virgil, Virgil at Logan, then Patton at Virgil, and Roman at Patton. The throws get faster, there's no method to the madness, everyone throws at everyone else. The snowballs change into simply throwing loose snow about, shoving it in faces and down clothes until they're freezing and soaking.
"Okay, I'm not having fun any more, I'm cold and wet, my hair is ruined and-" Roman's rant is cut off quickly by Logan pushing him backwards onto the snow covered ground, he goes to move away nonchalantly only for Roman to catch him ankles sending him crashing to the floor also. Virgil and Patton are laughing in the background, quickly heading towards the exit of the park before the other two have them on the ground; Roman and Logan quickly scramble to chase after their boyfriends, occasionally shoving the other to slow them down.
They get home in no time, shedding wet clothes at the door, taking quick showers and changing into comfy clothes. The war long forgotten as they huddle together on the sofa underneath mountains of blankets. They fall in and out of sleep, cuddling together, and sharing sweet kisses. So what if they got sick? Okay, they definitely regret it when they're all sneezing days later.
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Sanders Sides One Shots
FanfictionA collection of one shots regarding the Sanders Sides. Prompts are always welcome.