Sanders Sides - Agere Oneshots (DISCONTINUED)

"Storm Scawy!"- CG! Patton+Virgil, Little! Roman

Request for @Poetic_Parker:"Roman has a bad fear of storms and one day there is a bad storm which causes him to regress. And any side can find him and comfort/take care of him. :D"

ships: nothing romantic but some pure fluffy royality (i think that's their ship name??)

warnings: scared lil! babyspace roman again, and !!accidents+pullups for roro!!

 babyspace! roman is growing on me.

summary: Thomas is experiencing a storm that makes it so he has to stay in, indirectly causing bad weather in the mindspace. Roman isn't usually that scared of storms, or at least, he pretends not to be. He regresses, alone and scared in his room. His daddies come to save the day.

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Roman whimpered as thunder struck from the outside of the mind palace. Logically speaking, it literally couldn't hurt him. It was imaginary, but that didn't stop him from pouting and curling in on himself with every loud noise. He didn't mean to regress, so all his little gear was tucked away, and he wore plain sweatpants and a red t-shirt. It wasn't his usual little attire.

His back was against the headboard, and he was curled in on himself, his arms wrapped around his knees. His lights were on, and he was trying to hide away from the scary things. He didn't like the noise, and he wanted nothing more than for one of his caregivers to come in and save the day. Virgil would cuddle him close and tell him that being scared was okay, Logan would distract him with a story, and Patton would cuddle him and play with him until his giggles were louder than the thunder. He could really use any of those at the moment. 

It was the middle of the day, so Roman knew that if he just went into the commons, then he'd be able to find one of his caregivers. But would they be mad about the accident he had? Would they care enough to want to care for him? He whined, curling in on himself because he couldn't find his stuff animal.

Someone had to rescue this little prince.

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"Roman's been in his room for a while, one of us should check on him."

Virgil and Patton glanced at each other in response to Logan's words. "He was big when we all ate lunch a little over an hour ago," Virgil reasoned. He paused, his eyes widening, "He's scared of thunderstorms."

Patton jumped up, "I'll handle this. But, just incase, be prepared for a very cuddly on-the-spot movie night if needed."

Logan nodded, and Virgil spoke, "If you're not back in a few minutes I'll come to help out, yeah?"

Patton nods lightly, making his way to Roman's room. His heart melted at the curled up Roman. "Baby, baby, what's wrong?" he was quick to climb onto the bed next to him. Roman made light grabby hands, and Patton took him into his arms. He held him close, despite the wetness on the boy's pants.

"Storm scawy, don't wike it," Roman's next statement was just baby babbles, but Patto nodded and pretended to understand. 

"You don't have to be scared, I'm right here. And so are your other daddies. How about we get you in some little clothes, and have a fun movie night, hmm?"

Roman nodded, not seeming to upset when Patton pulled away to open his closet. "No no, roro scawed!" there was more thunder, and Roman jumped back into Patton's arms. 

"How about we get you in a bath, lil prince?" Patton chuckled, picking him up and hugging him close. He pulled out a soft pink onesie, and a white pullup. Roman pouted.

"You know the rules, little one. Accidents mean diapers until you're big, it's not a punishment. You're just in a deeper headspace," Patton brought him into his bathroom. Virgil entered after, looking at Roman.

"How about you go make him a bottle and snack, and help Logan set up a pillow fort? I'll take care of this lil monster's bath."

Patton gave a smile, leaving the room so that Virgil could take over. Roman didn't even seem to hear the thunder over the soft music from Virgil phone, and his own giggles after splashing Virgil.

"No more splashies, Roro. Or timeout after bathtime," Roman pouted, and Virgil's shirt was covered in water and now smelled like Sleeping Beauty strawberry body wash. "No pouting, either. Tilt your head back,"

Virgil helped him wash his hair and get all clean ("dada, skin feel soft!".."Yep! You'll be even more cuddly, lil prince.") Virgil was quick to pull his pull up up his legs, making sure it comfortably hugged his hips before pulling his onesie on him. 

"Say 'ah'!" Virgil instructed, holding out his white pacifier. Roman did so, taking it in his mouth. Virgil gave him his stuffed bear, ruffling his hair. "Go walk out to daddy and papa, show them how cute you look!" he urged, and the shy boy slowly walked out of his room, and into the commons. 

He squealed at the pillow fort and fluffy blankets galore Logan had managed to set up. Patton swooped in, picking up the baby and setting him down. He made sure that he was surrounded by pillows, the fluffiest of blankets,and the cuddliest of stuffed animals. A movie night set perfect for the littlest of princes.

Maybe Roman was slightly spoiled. 

Roman moved to sit in Roman's lap, with Logan and Virgil on either side. Patton fed Roman a bottle of warm milk, and he sang along to the disney songs. (Roman tried to sing too, but only baby babbles came out.)

Suddenly, after the storm had gone quiet for a while, it rang out again, and Roman whined. He automatically reached for Logan, who took him into his arms. 

"It's alright, lil one. We're all here to protect you."