Sanders Sides One Shots

Voice Talk

AU, so the Sides aren't just a part of Thomas.

Logicality (sorta?)

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Patton headed through the busy parking lot in a rush, having to quickly leave one place and head to another. He needed to text his roommate, Roman, and ask if he could turn his slow-cooker down to low, seeing that he wouldn't be home for lunch until later than he expected.

Pulling out his phone, Patton quickly hit the voice talk button before stepping into a lane of slow moving traffic, having to weave in between cars. He talked into his phone for a solid thirty seconds, at first asking the question he needed to ask, and then went on to talk about a funny encounter he had at the store with the checkout lady.

When Patton finally reached his car, he threw his bag in his trunk quickly and then got in his driver seat to start the car. He looked down at his phone with the intent to send the text message, and when he did, he realized that although the voice talk feature was still active, it hadn't actually written down anything he had said.

Groaning in frustration, he settles on having to write the quick text himself once he got where he needed to go. Half of the time, voice talk wouldn't work at all, and then the other half of the time, it would make a stupid mistake interpreting what he said.

Stressed and rushed, Patton pulled out of his parking spot and made his way out of the parking lot to the traffic light. Looking down at the still-active voice talk, Patton frowned and picked his phone up. "Voice talk, you're awful."

He put his phone down in the cup holder and proceeded to wait at the red light, his turn signal blinked a left arrow. Patton looked back at his phone a few seconds later and noticed that it had actually written something down this time: Well that wasn't very nice.

Patton was spooked, not understanding why that was written down when that definitely was not what he said. He deactivated the voice talk feature, and its green active circle turned grey.

The traffic light turned green and he made his left turn, but at every red light between there and where he need to go, Patton would glance down at his phone and the message that was written down.

Did voice talk just answer him?

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He forgot about the occurrence because of his busy schedule that day. By the next time Patton went to use voice talk, he hadn't thought anything of it.

His hands were covered in wet paint from painting his bedroom walls. Chuckling awkwardly despite no one being around to see him do it, Patton leaned down and tapped his nose against the voice talk button on his text to his best friend, Virgil.

"You're such an emo," Patton laughed out, going back to touching up the area around his light switch. When he deemed the paint job complete, he washed his hands in the sink and then went back to his phone to send the text message.

Instead of the message he said, written on his phone was: ... You know you really shouldn't be so mean to your friend.

Patton dropped his hand towel that he was drying his hands with and deactivated voice talk, staring at the answer. The previous occurrence came back to him. Testing something, Patton said "Hello" without voice talk on, and he saw that nothing was written.

After turning the feature on, he repeated himself. "Hello?"

Voice talk wrote down Hello just as it should write. Patton waited, feeling sort of stupid for thinking that it would type something else, but then more words appeared, making the full message: Hello, good afternoon.