Thomas was afraid.
This was normal, but this time, it wasn't caused by Virgil.
Patton was panicking, Roman was panicking, and Virgil was panicking.
Logan was waking up.
The logical trait walks into the Commons, a surprised look on his face. The other sides see him. Patton and Roman sigh in relief.
Virgil, who was standing next to where Logan came in, instantly decks Logan in the side of the head.
Hard.
Logan falls over, unconscious. Patton and Roman scream, panicking again.
-Time Skip-
Thomas wasn't afraid anymore.
The traits were still on edge as they carried Logan to the couch, putting a wet rag on his head, where Virgil hit him.
Logan wakes up a few minutes later, groaning and opening his eyes. Everything was blurry.
"Where are my glasses?" He mumbles. Patton instantly grabs them and hands them to Logan.
"I'm sorry! It was an instinct, for some reason. I swear I didn't mean to!" Virgil says quickly. Logan puts his glasses and looks at Virgil.
"It is quite alright, Virgil. I know you did not mean to." He says, sitting up. The rag almost falls off but Roman holds it on. Logan replaces Roman's hand with his own.
Virgil hugs onto Logan for the rest of the day, practically crying.
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FanfictionJust cause I can screw off Top three rankings: #2 in sympatheticremus #3 in sympatheticdeceit #5 in unsympatheticpatton ‼ I do not own the characters, I only own the plots ‼
