Sanders Sides- Oneshots

Look At Me

Patton had never been in the imagination before. He'd always thought it was kind of scary in there; With all of the dragons and witches and combinations of the two. Trolls lurking in caves and goblins glaring from behind trees.

He'd taken Roman his sword with him. The weapon laying heavy and unfamiliar in his hand as he stepped through the gates that lead him into an open field.

When looking back he saw how the door had disappeared.

The only reason as to why he wasn't alarmed by this, was because of Remus telling him that this would happen and that he if he simply wished for it to open up again, would see it appear right in front of him the moment the thought crossed his mind.

Questing wasn't really Patton his thing. And the large shoulder bag he'd taken with him cut into his shoulder slightly as he walked, the bandages and sandwiches and cookies and waterbottle moving around as he walked up a small hill, looking out over a forest, the leaves on the trees a bright green that sparkled as if the sun was hitting raindrops. Though when looking around he found that it hadn't rained and everything was dry a pleasant temperature and humidity.

"I do get why he likes it here. It's very pretty" he said to the air and continued to put on a song on his phone. Roman would like it, that he was certain of.

He hummed along while he followed the path, swinging his arms as the soft beat played, the sword on his back making a small clanging noise as it ticked against the bag now and then.

The sun was high even though he'd come there in the late evening, the temperature just right for the clothes he was wearing and the grass he was walking on looked so soft he was tempted to take off his shoes to feel it under his feet. A small smile slowly creeping onto his face as he looked around.

It really was nice. They should just make themselves a home in here! A little cabin or a house with big windows and a garden. Oh, how wonderful that would be!

"Sir? What are you doing in the forest all alone?"

A small boy, he couldn't be older than eight or nine, waved at him in greeting before running up to him. Patton wanted to coo at the little cape the kid was wearing and vaguely thought about how he should off brought some 'period typical clothing' as he knew that the imagination tended to be more dark-ages or renaissance based.

"Oh, I'm looking for my friend! Do you know where a Prince might be wandering around in these parts buddy?"

The kid made big eyes and stared up at him for a solid ten seconds before answering, seeming in awe that he even knew a Prince.

"If he'd be anywhere he'd be in the castle, sir! It's in my village actually, would you want me to take you there?"

"Sure little guy."

Patton found it endearing. How easily this kid trusted a stranger. He'd find it a dangerous habit in any other situation. But the imagination seemed nice and Thomas had always had a knack for seeing the best in people. He probably had made whoever was in this little world super nice as well.

Only a short walk and the forest, which Patton thought to be way bigger than this, cleared up to reveal a small village, the houses built on a hill, the top of it crowned with an impressive castle.

"Sir, if you do find the Prince, could you ask him if he could come and defeat the trolls that are haunting our village at night? They keep taking our chickens, sir."

Patton promised the kid that he would, smiled at him and, after dropping him off by what he'd said was his parent's house and giving him one of the two cookies he'd packed, he started on his way towards the castle.