Sander Sides x Reader!!

Remus And His Shi- Part 11

*Your Pov*

"So, your having a sculpture contest....?" I asked, confused.

"Yup, and this Prince is gonna win!" Roman cheered.

"There is a 99.9 percent chance-" Logan starts but gets interrupted.

"SEE!! Even Logan thinks so!".

"-- That you will fail", Logan finishes.

"So what are you guys making?"

"I'm making a book, Roman is making the Disney castle, Patton is making a dog, and Virgil... well, he hasn't told me yet." Logan tells me.

"Logan its a PUPPY not a DOG!!" Patton yells as he walks in, he looked over at me and gave me a soft smile.

"I might join in." A new voice rang through out the room.

'Remus..?' I shook the feeling, although I wasn't 100% sure myself.

"Who was that!?" Roman asked the voice, pulling a sword from out of no where.

"Relax.... Brother." The voice said smugly. Now I know it's Remus.

".....", Silence was the only thing that came out of Roman's mouth.

Seconds later, Remus popped up, wearing more Green then usual.

"Hello dear~" He smirked, taking my hand and gently kissing it, causing me to turn away and hide my blush.

"H-How about we s-start the competition!" I stuttered out.

Roman shot a small glare at Remus while he just smirked.

I ran to a small table and placed the clay in my hand.

"Patton?" Logan asked, watching as Patton slumped on the couch.

"My puppy looks bad, now I'm tired" Patton yawned out.

I walked over and hugged him from behind, unable to see his expression.

"Now lets start!"

[30 MiNuTeS LaTeR]

"Times up!" Thomas yelled, "Let's look at Logan's first."

Logan sighed, "Mine didn't come out as planned." His 'book' was lopsided and falling apart.

"Next is Roman!"

"........"

Roman had been quiet this whole time... I hope he's ok.

I walked over to see a small Disney castle, some parts had chipped off so the points wheren't 'Pointy'.

"I like it Ro!!" I gave him a smile, which seemed to brighten up his mood, only to have returned after hearing Thomas...

"Its your turn Remus"

Remus smiled and walked us ober to his sculpture. It looked like a giant.....

"...Deoderant?"

"Yup!"

It look good, it wasn't smooth but it looked ok.

"Y/N.", Thomas waved to me.

"Hm?"

"It's your turn." He smiled.

"O-Oh right just got caught up in thought."

"Alright."

We walked in to see the a small, clay, Music Box. I painted it Ruby red to give it a nice look.

Oo's and Aa's filled the room.

"The winner has been decided." Thomas announced out of no where.

"The winner is....."