Sanders Sides One-shots

Affection (BROT3 - Royalogicality)

Ship: Royalogicality (Roman, Logan, and Patton)

Well, technically it's OTP Royality (which I actually haven't written before!), but you'll see.

This is a Human AU, plus a Kid AU (only for one of the Sides though)

I actually have no idea what I'm gonna write, I'm kinda just going with it.

I'm trying for daily updates, but we'll have to see.

Update from future me: It's not really a daily update cause it started getting really long, which I didn't intend on doing, lol.

Also, I have news! Stick around till the end, I need you guys' answers.

Note is at the bottom!

"Kids! Line up! We've got visitors!"

"Yes, Ms." They chorused monotonously as they stood themselves in a straight line.

"Behave!" She hissed, before turning to smile artificially at the couple in front of her. "Hello! Welcome to Mindscape Orphanage! Are you two looking to adopt anyone in particular?"

"Nope! We just wanted to take someone in!" The one in glasses grinned.

"I see! Well, you're more than welcome to look around and see who catches your eye, Mr and Mr..."

"Sanders," The one wearing a white polo with a red diagonal stripe across it completed, "Patton and Roman Sanders."

"Yes, of course! Please, feel free." The woman gestured to the line of children.

Nodding, Patton and Roman laced their fingers together as they went from child to child, asking for their names and then having a small conversation with them.

They were all sweet and adorable, but none of them seemed right. Roman was starting to lose faith, but Patton, with his unending optimism, continued to drag him along the line of several dozens of children.

But eventually, they reached the end. Still, no one seemed to stand out. Even Patton was disappointed; they'd been wanting to adopt for a while.

Roman rubbed his back gently in reassurance, sighing. "Darling, I'm sorry."

"It's fine, dear. Just kinda sad. We've been waiting years for this."

"I know. Do you wish to come back another time? Or perhaps go to another orphana-"

"Excuse me, sirs." A young voice interrupted, a finger lightly tapping Patton.

They hadn't seen this boy before. He hadn't been in the line.

His voice was already rather deep for his age (from what they could tell, he was around 10 or 11). His hair was similarly styled to theirs but the bangs had been pushed back to avoid clouding his vision. It was a rather light brown, almost caramel in colour. His eyes were a rich hazel and he wore a simple pair of black-rimmed glasses. A plain black polo, accompanied by a striped-sky blue tie. Light beige trousers and a simple pair of black leather shoes. He had good posture and an emotionless face.

From what they could tell, he was rather average. Very well kept, but average.

But there was something about him...