Sanders Sides- One Shots

"I Put a Spell on You"- Part 1

TW: unsympathetic!roman, anxiety attack, slight physical violence

"Got any twos?" Virgil asked without a care. It was Patton's idea to play this stupid game anyway, so he didn't really care. Patton cared though, and he was staring into Virgil's eyes with the worst poker face...even worse than Roman's—and that's saying something. He was obviously excited to yell—
"Go fish!!!" Patton yelled, trying not to laugh. He loved saying that a little too much.

Just then they both heard a loud crash from Roman's room and Patton dropped his cards, turning to look towards the sound. Virgil used this to his advantage and saw that Patton had a four, a seven, a six, and a three. Cheating, maybe, but it would make the game end faster, so...

Patton turned back to him slowly looking a little nervous.
"Uh...got any sixes?" he asked hesitantly, picking up his cards. Then that same bang was heard for a second time followed by a loud Princey-grunt.
"...go...fish..." Virgil responded, trying to ignore the prince, but being very intrigued at the same time. But Patton seemed worried.
"Do you think he's..." he asked. Virgil shook his head.
"He's fine, don't worry about him." Reluctantly. Patton turned back to the game.
"Got any fours?" Virgil asked. Patton looked at him with wide eyes and laughed, passing the card to Virgil.
"How'd you know?"
Virgil shrugged. "Magic."

And then Roman appeared in the hallway, panting heavily and looking a little beaten. Virgil rolled his eyes, but Patton stood and walked over to Roman.
"Roman, what happened?"
Roman, panting still, stared up at Patton and shrugged.
"Don't I know." he replied. Virgil rolled his eyes.
"What does that even mean?" he asked, slightly annoyed. Roman scoffed.
"Obvious it is! Deaf your ears be! Idiot, you are." he replied, slapping a hand over his mouth. He chuckled. "Sound like Yoda, I do."
Patton looked at Virgil and shrugged. "Why are ya talkin' like that, kiddo?" he asked reluctantly.
Roman shrugged. "Unsure am I. A spell from
The Dragon Witch it probably was. Crazy it makes me, time and time again."

Virgil slapped a hand over his face and groaned.
"Great. I can't deal with Roman when he's normal, how am I supposed to deal with him when he's talking like a lunatic?!"
"Hey!" Roman shouted. "Hard to deal with, you are as well. A ray of sunshine, you are not."
Virgil rolled his eyes. "Patton, do I have permission to punch him?"
"What?" Patton asked, snapping out of his confused trance. "No! Let's get Logan...he might know how to fix this—"
"Punch me, you will not!" Roman started. "Clench not your fists, punch you back, I will!" Virgil sighed, trying to contain his composure. No, no, that wasn't gonna work.

"I'm gonna hit him." he stated.
"Virgil..." Patton tried, but he punched Roman and Roman cried out dramatically.
"Ouyay ithay emay!!!!!!" he suddenly shouted. Virgil rolled his eyes. He was speaking in Pig Latin.
Patton scoffed. "Roman, you know I don't speak Spanish."
"Roman," Virgil started. "Cut it out, will you?"
"Iyay an'tcay!!!" he groaned, crossing his arms.
"Then try harder!!!" Virgil yelled, groaning.
"ROMAN!" Patton screamed, running up to him and grabbing his shoulders. Then he started shaking him aggressively. It was a surprising sight to say the least. "SNAP. OUT. OF. IT." he was shouting. Then he let go of Roman and backed away guiltily.

Roman looked up, surprised at Patton's outburst and they all stood in suspense waiting for what he would say next. Roman stared at them for a moment and then stated,
"Yo yo, broski. I thought we was cools!!" Virgil groaned and put his head in his hands.
"I'm gonna lose it." he stated through his fingers.
Patton sighed. "I don't...what are we supposed to do?" he asked.
"Yo, homeslice! We should go skateboarding fo' hizzle!"
Virgil rolled his eyes. "What's worse? He doesn't know how to talk like that."
"Woooaahhhh." Roman stated. "That's cold."

"I'm gonna punch him again." he stated.
"No, Virgil, don't—" Patton tried, but he didn't listen. One punch, and Roman grabbed his arm, shouting,
"Woah! That hurt..." Then his face went white.
Patton sighed. "You back to normal?" he asked.
"WHAT?!" Roman shouted. "I CAN'T HEAR YOU..." Virgil hit him again. Roman screamed.
"WHO TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS?!" Again.
"Pull back your hand! Touch me and you will never again see the light of day!!" And again.

Then Logan walked in. "What on EARTH is going on in here?"
"Hey, nerd! Mom said it's my turn on the computer!" Roman yelled. Virgil held up his hands and stood to walk away.
"I'm done. I'm done. We've hit him like fifty times and nothing seems to be working."
Logan squinted at Roman. "What's wrong with him?"
"It's MY turn to play Roblox!!!" Roman yelled.

Logan turned to Virgil for clarification.
"He got a spell put on him in the Imagination. Every time we hit him he changes. A minute ago he was deaf. And a few minutes ago he was talking Pig Latin." Logan nodded.
"Perhaps if we continue to hit him he will revert back to himself eventually..." he mumbled. Virgil shook his head.
"No, no. We've already hit him like fifty times. Maybe we should just let him sleep it off—" but Logan was ready.

And Logan slapped him in the face harder than all of Virgil's hits combined, making Roman fall to the side onto his hands and knees. Virgil and Patton stood in shock at the sight before them and gasped.
"LOGAN!!!" they shouted in unison. Logan turned to face them and squinted.
"What? What did I do?"

But that slap was one too many. It sent Roman into a state that no one would have expected. And as Roman stood to face them, they all cowered at what Logan had just done, wondering how they were gonna get him out of this.

"Hurting me? Ooh, I love that game." Roman stated as a dark foggy essence seemed to surround him and his usually white attire was replaced with pitch black. Patton screamed out of pure horror, but Virgil and Logan just watched. "Who's next? I wanna play." he said, stepping forward towards the cowering sides.

That was that. Logan had done it.

Roman was a dark side.