Random Things that May Be Writing

Dark (Sanders Sides, Platonic Logince/LAMP, Logan-centric)

AN: Heeeeeey! So, Logan angst? Again? Yeah. I just wanted to show my son appreciating Roman (I love them :3). Logan may also come across as a lil isolated and touch-starved (he is. Struggles of being a "robot") Doubt is the dark side I kinda made up for Logan, so. Also, caps warning. Usually I try to avoid them, but I felt that it shows the overwhelming conflict Lo is hit with when doubt messes with him. Enjoy~! >:3

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Logan is falling into a pit. It's dark. It's so dark.

Doubt had attacked him during an argument with the others. Logan tried to be strong, but his counterpart destroyed him. A single touch and he was knocked out. At least, he thought he was. Though he was still experiencing sensation. 

He reaches the bottom of the abyss. Or was it? He was on something, but it did not seem to be tangible.

Logan stood. Perhaps wandering would help him find his way back to the others. He began to walk in a direction that he assumed was north.

Something screamed into his brain.

'What if you fall? The ground may not be the ground. You won't be able to find the others if you get any more lost! You need to stop walking! Stopstopstopstop!'

"Illogical!" The man shouted into the dark. "If I stop walking, I will still be in contact with the ground."

'Then you need to get off the ground!'

Logan scanned his surroundings. Nothing to climb on. Nowhere to go. He was vulnerable. And the thoughts surrounding him were not helping.

'You might fall!'

'Wait, anything you find may put you in more danger!'

'What if it's a trap?"

'Nowhere's safe!'

Logan shuts his eyes to try and banish the pounding tide.

'NO! WITH YOUR EYES SHUT YOU WON'T SEE WHAT'S COMING!'

'EVEN WITH THEM OPEN, WILL YOU EVEN SEE IT?'

'YOU NEED TO HIDE!'

Logan falls to his knees. He curled up. He needed to be small. This, at this point was the only option-

'THE GROUND IS GONNA CAVE! MOVE!'

'MOVING WILL MAKE YOU DETECTABLE! STAY!'

'RUN!'

'DON'T!'

The ground slips away.

Logan screams.

He flails, all logic gone. He needed to find the ground.

He seemed to be swaying.

'YOU'RE BEING ADUCTED! FIGHT IT!'

'WHAT IF IT'S SAVING YOU?'

'WHAT IF IT'S NOT?'

The man swipes desperately. He's completely helpless.

And suddenly he's pressed against something. It's soft?

'IT'S A TRICK!'

'YOU'RE OKAY!'

'NOTHING IS OKAY!'

He curls into the softness. It's warm. It's...safe?

The voices begin to quiet, and a calm flow takes it's place.

'You need to focus. When you collapsed, you were in your "spot". As you were unconscious, chances are you did not move. Is it a wall?'

Logan somehow moves his fingers. Not a wall. In fact, whatever it is feels like silk.

The scent of vanilla invades his senses. He feels something firm and calming racing through his hair. A hand?

'A person. It's a person. Someone is holding you. Now, who?'

Logan concentrates as hard as he can through the fog.

Silk. Vanilla. Warm. Roman. Roman. Roman.

 It's the prince. The others are still here. It's okay.

Logan collapses into Roman's arms and buries his face in his chest, relief destroying his solemn façade. And, God, right now, he didn't care. 

"You guys! He's awake!", the creative facet cries before clutching him closer, fingers still in his hair. Logan shivers because it all feels so damn good. And he knows it's real.

He's vaguely aware of a crushing sensation in his throat and something running down his cheeks.

"Oh, great Odin's eyepatch, he's crying! I didn't even know he could do that! I thought he was a robot!"

"Pump the breaks, Princy!"

Logan didn't even take in the robot comment. It didn't matter right now. It was Roman. And Thomas. He heard Patton shouting in the background, and Virgil's Tempest Tongue rumbling too.

They were all okay. They saved him.

And.....no. Illogical. But the voice in his mind speaks anyway.

'They love you'.

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AN: I love these guys, halp XD Anyways, love you guys! BAAAAAI~!