Sanders Sides Oneshots/Short Stories

Logan's Birthday (no ship)

WC: 423

TW: Being forgotten, kinda self deprecating?, angst

Logan woke up excited, something that was getting more and more rare these days. Today was the day that the other sides would actually acknowledge his existence. Today was bound to be filled with fun and surprises, today would be a good day!

What the logical trait was expecting to see when he stepped out the door was perhaps balloons lining the hallway, as they did on Patton's last birthday. Maybe a castle of donuts like on Roman's. There might be dark blue decorations around the Light Side commons, as there was red for Roman's birthday and purple for Virgil's birthday and light blue for Patton's. The other sides would wish him a happy birthday, and...

When Logan stepped out of his room, he didn't expect it to look like another normal day. There were no party decorations, there was no castle of donuts.

Well, that's okay, thought the glasses-wearing side, it might be a surprise party later. Yes, that was perfectly sound reasoning. Because there was no way they'd forgotten.

At lunchtime, there had still been no surprise party. Again, it's fine, thought Logan, most surprise parties happen at night. Because there was no way the others had forgotten about his birthday. He'd remembered everyone else's birthdays. How could they forget his?

It might happen outside. Roman had had some of his birthdays in the Imagination, it didn't seem too far outside the "norm" for him to have planned Logan's birthday there too.

By the time it was well past dark outside, it was clear that there was to be no outside party in the Imagination. By this time, Remus's monsters would be roaming around, ruining any future attempt at a party until at least dawn.

They couldn't have forgotten... right?

Right?

Everyone else had gone to bed by 10 in the evening except for Patton. The moral trait had stayed downstairs baking cookies. It was clear at this time that Virgil and Roman had forgotten about his birthday. That was fine, though. He didn't care. He didn't. He wasn't going to start crying now, not while Patton was down here, not while Patton could see him.

"I'm going to bed now, goodnight Logie!" chirped the dadlike trait, and having washed the last of the dishes, be headed upstairs.

Only when Patton was fully upstairs did Logan let the warm tears slip down his cheeks. They'd forgotten.

They'd forgotten about him. Well, it wouldn't be the first time.

Today was surprising, but not in a pleasant way.

Today wasn't a good birthday.

Logan angst is just so fun to write, isn't it.

I contemplated giving it a happier ending, with Logan spending his birthday with the dark sides, and b o y was it hard to restrain myself from doing that.

Take it easy guys gals and nonbinary pals, peace out!