Yes, another one-shot book.
These fics will most likely be platonic Prinxiety and Logicality with general hurt/comfort between them as a family. Edit: jk there is romance in here.
The cover art is my own work (but as you can tell, I am not an artist...
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Not canon with my other one-shots.
Logicality, it seems. Sorta sexual? Nothing too far though, nor graphic. My attempt at fluff?
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This was new, Patton thought to himself as he stood in the doorway of Logan's room. The logical Side was sitting upside-down on the floor against his bed with his feet kicked up. His arms were out wide as he muttered quietly to himself, too soft for Patton to hear.
Snapping out of his bewilderment, Patton knocks on the already opened door to gain Logan's attention. It worked, and Logan's head leaned backwards to see behind him. Landing his eyes on the upside version of Patton, Logan flips around to lie down on his stomach.
"Well, hello handsome," Logan puts his head on his interlocked fingers with a dreamy smile. "How can I help you?"
Patton blushes, not expecting an answer like that. "Uh, just checking on you. Making sure you're alright."
"I am now that you're here." Logan winks and moves to stand up.
Laughing, Patton brings a hand up to nervously play with the sleeves of his cat hoodie wrapped around his shoulders. "How come you're still awake? You're normally always asleep by this time."
Logan looks to the clock hung on the wall where Patton gestures and he grins. "It seems you know a lot about my sleep schedule. Wanna tell me why?"
"W-What?" Patton blushes again, seeming to get at what Logan was insinuating. "I just- I don't... Logan are you alright? You're acting weird."
Dropping his cheeky smile, Logan sighs. Patton watches as Logan starts to pace back and forth. "Yes. I mean, no. I don't know how to answer that. I'm confused."
"Confused about what?" Patton worriedly steps into the room, shutting the door behind him.
"About who I am."
Patton laughs. "Logan, that's okay. We all have to discover who we are, and that takes time."
Logan gives him a strange look. "No, I mean like, seriously. Who am I?"
"What do you mean?" Patton raises an eyebrow.
"I don't know. I can't remember." Logan runs a hand through his hair, succeeding in completely messing it up from the normally combed look it had.
Nervously, Patton furrows his eyebrows. "You can't remember what?"
Frustrated, Logan sits down on the floor where he was standing and covers his face with his hands. "Anything! I don't know who I am, who you are-"
"Wait!" Patton stops him, leaning down to try to get Logan to look at him. "You really don't know me?"
When Logan looks up, Patton studies his face to realize that he wasn't kidding. Logan frowns. "No."
