Thomas Sanders One Shots

Presents

Virgil woke up, yawning as he made his way to the coffee machine, like he did every morning. However, as he turned to the table, mug in hand, he noticed a small, wrapped parcel on the counter. He looked around, walking towards the mysterious present and checking the label.

/For Virgil/

He smiled slightly and picked the parcel up, setting the mug down and turning the gift around in his hands. He shook it. It didn't make a noise. He sighed. As he was about to take it up to his room, Roman appeared, wearing a huge, knitted scarf. "What's that?" Virgil called, attempting to pull it off the other as he walked past.

"Hey, try not to strangle me . And it's a scarf. I found it outside my room, all wrapped up in golden paper with a note." He untied the knitted garment and showed it to the emo. It was red with gold tassels, with his logo in gold on one end and a large crown on the other, joined by long, golden swirls that ran the length of the scarf. Virgil looked down at his package, slightly squeezing the crinkled paper, and began to untape the folded corner. Eventually, he gave up, ripping the paper into shreds before unfurling the gift inside.

Two small, fingerless gloves, made from black wool and with a small, purple storm cloud on the back of both. Virgil smiled before slipping them on. They were soft and comfortable, as if they had been made for him. Which, he supposed, they were. But by who?

"Who do you think made these?" He asked Roman, smirking as the prince held his gloved hands in his own, amazed at the details and the soft material. "Oh. Um... I don't know. These are exquisite. Whoever made them are incredibly talented." Virgil felt his cheeks involuntarily turn pink as he realised that Roman was still holding his hands.

However, they were quickly dropped as they felt the familiar tug of Thomas' call. Virgil sighed and playfully rolled his eyes before they both sank down.

As they popped up in Thomas' living room, the first thing that noticed was the huge, rainbow striped blanket that Thomas was happily grinning under. They didn't say anything, slightly confused, until he whispered. "It's so soft." Virgil reached a hand out to stroke the wool, gasping as he felt the velvety soft material. "Where did these marvelous gifts come from?" Roman exclaimed, snuggling into the corner of Thomas' blanket.

"Maybe it was Patton?" At the mention of his name, the father figure appeared, smiling as brightly as ever. "I was going to see if you needed any help but it looks like you're... covered." Even Virgil snickered.

"Patton. Did you make these amazingly crafted specimines of perfection?" Roman twirled the end of his scarf around his fingers, the gold thread sparkling in the light. Patton looked slightly confused. "Well, kiddo. I'm afraid I'm knit that good at knitting. But it was Logan who taught me... Maybe you should ask him?"

"Logan?" Virgil raised his eyebrow. They were still constantly learning new things about the teacher, most of which were actually interesting. "Should I call him?" Thomas peeked out from under the blanket again, still smiling. Pat shrugged.

Logan suddenly popped up in his usual spot, much to his surprise. He quickly hid something behind his back, dropping a sheet of sparkly, blue paper and a roll of tape. Knitting needles were sticking out of one pocket and a long piece of wool had unraveled from the ball in his other. "You need to give some notice before calling, Thomas." As he looked over at the host and the other sides, he smiled slightly at seeing his knitted creations being admired. He used one hand to keep the surprise behind his back and the other to take the wool and knitting needles out of his pockets and place them carefully on the table.

He sheepishly made his way towards Patton, who was cuddling into Thomas' blanket. Pat smiled, turning to Logan, who handed him a colourful bundle. "What's this?" He unfolded it, gasping when he revealed the oversized blue and grey jumper. His eyes lit up as he pulled it on, throwing his arms up and letting the sleeves spill over his hands. He jumped slightly and threw his arms around Logan, snuggling his head into the crook of the others neck. Logan blushed, hiding it in the soft material. Pat suddenly pulled back. "But I didn't get anything for you."

Lo pushed him away slightly so he could look him in the eye. "I didn't make these to get anything in return. I just...had some spare time." Pat hummed, looking at the ground and thinking. He gasped as though he had the best idea ever. "How about, in return for these amazing gifts...you can choose the first movie tonight." Lo thought for a second before nodding, smiling and completely unaware that he was still holding onto Patton. He let go, looking away awkwardly.

Thomas stepped forward. "If you guys are having a movie night, can I join?" They all agreed and made their way over to Thomas' sofa, settling under his new blanket as Logan set up Big Hero 6.