SandersSides OneShots

Our Circus! (Prinxiety + Logicality +Jhomas)

TW: Almost chemical explosion, kissing?, IDK any others that even tip into this category.

HECKEN' FINALY DONE! I have been working on this for WEEKS and I love how it turned out!

To the people who 'requested' it and gave me ideas!

PrincessDofDarkness

KaidatheDragon

InsertPunHere0

All chapters are still being worked on and I am still taking requests!

Catch ya' on the flip side!
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3rd Person

Virgil was going about his normal day of turning himself into a human pretzel. But, his practice was paused by a stampeding duo of mice. Virgil just stared as Patton chased the mice around as he had a tiny set-up in the hoola-hoop like performing stage where that all preformed in, floored of sand and soft padding. Patton got the animals into a small cage to continue his training. Roman was swinging from the ropes above, going from wooden line to wooden line, he could do this due to us not being in a tent, but a barn-like structure painted red, roof being a bright white. Logan was messing with the potions he needed for his act while Thomas was just checking on everybody's acts, figuring out the order he wanted it in.

Logan had spilt the green, bright, bubbly potion onto the floor. He was rather glad the he had doged it because it had melted the floor. The smart, middle-aged male just stared at the broken glass and melted floor, having a a mini life-value moment. Patton heard the crash and rushed over to his friend. Logan began to clean up the dangerous liquid with chemical proof gloves. He put the bagged chemicals in his personal, hazardous, waste bin.

Pat reached him and had the biggest grin on his face. "Hey! 'You okay Logan?" You could see the worry and distress locked in the mocha colored boys deep cocoa eyes. His deep brown hair was sweeped to the side. He didn't have the usual whip, that is part of the reason we don't get taken down, Patton is a kind soul and would never purposefully hurt another living thing. No, he is not vegetarian. Logan nodded and continued to work on his experiments. Logan always had his pixie cut hair pinned back. The top of his head was died all sorts of cool colors, and I mean colors from the cool section of the color palette. His skin was lighter than Pattons',  creating a shadowed peach composture. His eyes were a light brown, laced in dark oak colors.

Patton decided that it would be a good time to check on Virgil, seeing as he had just knocked him over with his mice. The cocoa boy made his way over to Virgils' work station. He looked over to see Virgil doing his backbend stretches. Then the pale-as-the-moon boy twisted his back to where is head is inbetween his knees. Kind of weirded out, Patton made his way back over to his work station and fed his mice and rabbits. Only to have Roman having fun with his down time and running along the boards above them, acting as if he were fighting a 'dragon witch' that was 'attacking' the show. The boy had a deep peach skin tone, matching his bright, shining brown eyes that were speckled with green and gold. His dirty blond hair that had had outstanding strawberry blond highlights, swept over his head, being tucked behind his ear.

Roman jumped down from his amazing hights after Patton moved to his part of the stage and swooped down and caught himself right before he hit the ground on one of his ropes, then he jumped down and sat nexted to the pretzel of the group of weirdos. "Hey, Over-Salted Living Pretzel! How is your act going?"

He untwisted himself from his whole body was going backwards through his knees and rolled his eyes at the the trapeze artist before him. His died purple hair was always over his eyes and covered his unusual eyes- we shall not discuss those. His outfit did not fit with the usual, light color scheme, of the show. Logan went with a nice blue and white approach, while Patton held to his cyan and grey look. Roman was true to his prince-like nature and stuck with the white, red, and gold, but Virgil wore colors of the opposite color palette, black and purple. Virgil's skin was a deathly pale, he would look dead if he was asleep. "It's going fine, Princy. 'How 'bout you?"