Sanders Sides One Shots: Volume 2 [COMPLETED]

A Little Help (Platonic Roceit & Prinxiety)

July 31st, 2019
A/N: I had a stroke of genius when I came up with this one shot idea and I had to write it lmao

Roman shook out his nerves, giving himself a small pep talk as he prepared to enter the room. "Okay, it's okay, you can do this, Roman! You're a prince for crying out loud," he told himself. "You've fought dragon witches, you've got to be able to handle this."

With a deep breath and a quick comb through his hair, he turned and headed into the common room of the Mind Palace. Another Side was sitting on the couch and scrolling through his phone. He was the Side the prince was preparing himself to see and talk to. He swallowed nervously as he headed over to sit on the couch next to Virgil.

"Good afternoon Virgil," he greeted with a nod.

The darkly dressed Side looked up at him and arched an eyebrow at him. "Uh, hi?"

Roman forced a smile at him, hoping he appeared charming and charismatic. "What are you up to this lovely afternoon?" he asked. "Anything interesting on tumblr or Instagram, if that's uh- what you're scrolling through?"

Virgil just gave him an annoyed look and huffed. He then stood up and started to walk away. "It's whatever," he mumbled.

With that, he disappeared, heading toward his room. The prince sighed heavily, feeling disappointed and frustrated. He'd been trying to get up the courage to flirt with the anxious Side for about a month now. The problem was he just didn't know how to do it. He didn't understand Virgil that well; sometimes he seemed to hate being in the same room at him but other times Roman would catch him smiling at him when he thought he wasn't looking.

He didn't know how to talk to him and make him feel like he wasn't chastising him. He wanted him to know that he thought of him as an equal. The creative Side had always made him feel like an outcast, which is something he'd tried to fix, but he wanted to do more. He just didn't know how.

An idea struck him as he sat on the couch. Even though he'd never been good friends with Virgil, there were some Sides that had been. "Of course! He was friends with him before! He probably knows him way better than any of us do!" he exclaimed, leaping to his feet.

The prince couldn't summon him here. He headed to his room, glancing over his shoulder to make sure none of his fellow Light Sides were nearby. This wasn't something that was encouraged in the Mind Palace; it wasn't exactly forbidden though either. If something wasn't very clearly against the rules, Roman wasn't against doing it.

Once he slipped inside his room, he turned on the privacy option which prevented anyone he didn't want to enter his room to do so. The creative Side took a deep breath and focused on summoning the Side he did want to enter his room.

"Well, if it isn't it-" Deceit began until his gaze landed on Roman. "Huh? I've been summoned by you? What do you want, Princey?"

He smiled awkwardly "Deceit! Long time no see!" he greeted as joyfully as he could. He was always nervous around this particular Dark Side, never truly knowing if he was trying to manipulate him or he genuinely liked him. "I'm in need of a little... assistance."

"I'm sorry?" the snake-like Side said with an arch of his eyebrow.

"Well, you and Virgil were... close, right?" Roman asked.

The Dark Side blinked at him several times. "I'm not sure what you mean," he replied with a shake of his head. "Close how?"

"Well, you two knew each other," he said, earning a blank stare from him. "I'm assuming you two were friends, considering he seems to recognize your ways immediately and he bickers with you the way you would with an old friend or something?"