Sanders Sides One Shots

Code Part 3 (Logicality) (some Prinxiety)

Trigger warning: similar to the previous Prinxiety one shot. Violence and pain and stuff.

*Logan's POV*

"Patton? Who's Patton?" Terrence asked me. "I wanna meet this guy."

"I have to go back in. Right now." I sit up and get off of the chair.

"He sounds important if you want to get back in there." Joan commented, typing rapidly into a computer to put me back in.

"Important enough to have the Agents chasing after you." Virgil muttered underneath his breath. "I'm coming with you."

"Well if you're going, I'm going." Roman said very matter-of-factly. "I can't leave my Chemically Imbalanced Romance alone in the Matrix, can I?" Virgil rolled his eyes, but didn't protest as Roman pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

My mind briefly flashed back to the small kiss I planted on Patton's lips. It wasn't really part of the plan, and I saw in his eyes that he liked it, too.

"Logan!" Thomas was waving his hand in front of my face. He smiled knowingly. "Oh, I see what's happening here."

Virgil looked over with a smirk. "What, good ol' Mr. Emotionless has a crush?" I glared at him, but I couldn't stop the color rising to my cheeks.

"Where are Derionna and Valerie?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Valerie's having a nap because he's taking the night shift. Derionna vomited earlier, so she's resting as well." Talyn responded. I grimaced.

"But on the bright side, you have a crush." They smiled with a twinkle in their eye.

I looked away and scratched the back of my neck uncomfortably. "It's not even within my knowledge if he returns my feelings..." I muttered and went over to Joan.

"Okay, your coordinates are in, Logan." Joan hesitated and then looked over at Virgil and Roman. "Are you sure you two want to tag along?"

"Of course! Agents and Dragon Witches are my top enemies. Any opportunity to slay them must be taken." Roman replies dramatically as ever.

"It was my idea first. I'm not backing down now." Virgil muttered, rolling his eyes and wrapping his arm around Roman's shoulders.

"Okay, you're all set." Joan pulled up a virtual map of the area. "The nearest pay phones are here..." he points to four places.

"Pay phoneS? As in multiple?" Roman raised his eyebrows in disbelief as he emphasized the plural.

"Yes. I was just in there and saw four pay phones myself." I confirmed, much to Roman's delight, and I could understand. The more pay phones, the more ways there were to get out.

"Let's stop wasting time then. What are we waiting for?" Virgil prepared himself to get sent back in with a shrug.

*Patton's POV*

I woke up facing the glass wall of a skyscraper, tied to a wooden chair. There were weird suction cups all over my face, but they really hurt my head. It made my conscience fuzzy, and I was doubting my sense of right and wrong. It was like I didn't truly know who I was anymore.

"I presume you have quite a headache?" An agent suddenly stood next to me. I swallowed, knowing better than to respond, but not wanting to nod my head.

"Your friend most likely won't come back for you. At least he has a bit of logical sense." The agent sighs and looks out the window and pauses for a minute before continuing. "We build this world so that humans can enjoy their time alive, and what do we get in return? Groups of people with plots to destroy our creation. Never a single note of thanks."