Sanders Sides Ship Song-Fics

Helpless (Prinxiety)

Song at the top if you want to listen to it (who would blame you if you did)

Ooh, I do, I do, I do, I do (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Hey! Ooh, I do, I do, I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

"Remy, I don't want to go to this!" Virgil said, glaring at his door through the mirror. "I look like an idiot." He muttered, looking down at the purple dress he was wearing. Every time he moved, the skirt swished against his feet. He didn't like it.

"Nonsense, Virge!" Remy yelled from his room. He poked his head around the door. "You look stunning. Any guy with common sense and a gay heart will fall head-over-heels for you. Trust me."

"After what you've done to me, I don't think I should." Virgil sighed and looked at his reflection, resisting smudging the black eyeshadow Remy had put on his eyes. "Do I have to wear-"

"Yes. You look like the Angle of Death with all that black under your eyes."

Virgil grimaced and turned away from the mirror. "Is Issac asleep?" He asked, realising he was not going to get out of this. Remy nodded and grinned, pushing his sunglasses up his nose.

"Let's go gurl."

Boy, you got me helpless
Look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit
I'm helpless
Down for the count, and I'm drownin' in 'em

Virgil hugged his arms over his chest, wishing his coat was longer. "Remy, this is a bad idea. Just because your boyfriend is downtown, doesn't mean we have to walk through every single alleyway to get to his house."

"It's a faster way, gurl. Relax. And dad would kill us if he found us downtown, let's remember."

"Exactly." Virgil hissed.

"Re! You got the coats?!" A man yelled up to a window. A man with striking green eyes, even in the shady light of the oil lamps overhead. Virgil ducked his head, blushing slightly.

I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight

Virgil tried to keep to the edges of the ballroom. It was a huge room of silver and pink, so it wasn't that hard, but he was sure he was getting odd looks, lurking by the window leading out into the black night. Virgil wanted to be outside right now, not here in the bright spotlights of the huge, huge room with its disorientating mirrors and sparkling chandeliers.

We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night

Virgil recognised some people here, most of whom were with the resistance. He agreed that the way the English were treating them was unfair but he didn't think a war should be waged over it. But besides, he was only 22, what did he know?

Laughin' at my sister as she's dazzling the room
Then you walked in and my heart went, "Boom!"

Virgil snickered to himself slightly as Remy twirled around the room with Emile, tripping over his feet slightly. He was still wearing his signature sideways smile, only slightly arrogant but the smile fit his brother's personality well. He caught sight of someone entering the ballroom and his heart seemed to stop slightly. It was the man with the striking green eyes, now dressed in a red coat. In better light, Virgil could see that it wasn't only this man's eyes that were nice to look at. He had long brown hair tied behind his head in an unruly ponytail but it fit him well. He was laughing and rolling his eyes at something the man he'd entered the room with had said and dimples had appeared at the side of his mouth and his beautiful green eyes had lit up. Virgil looked out the window hurriedly, trying to calm himself down. He could still see a reflection of the man in the window, which didn't help much.