A Tiny Problem, Part Two
Heyo! So, after quite a long wait, I’m here with part two if my tiny!sides au fic. Enjoy!
Part 1
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Roman did truly feel bad for leaving Virgil alone with the two toddlers. Really, he did. But Roman had a sneaking suspicion that Logan and Patton’s current state was due to magic somehow leaking from his room. It was the only thing that could explain it. Roman smiled to himself as he looked through the bookshelf in his room, knowing Logan would be proud of his deductive reasoning. While Roman, admittedly, wasn’t as much of an avid reader, did have a small collection of books. Most of which were fairytales, but there were also a couple spellbooks in the mix. In fact, the latter is what he was searching for. There had to be some sort of spell to reverse this. While yes, Logan and Patton were adorable, Roman didn’t want to know what would happen to Thomas when two major parts of his personality turned into children.
Roman searched for about an hour, but quickly became frustrated when he found nothing. Putting aside his quest to change them back for now, he decided to find the others. It didn’t take long to find them, and when he did, Roman’s heart threatened to stop when he saw the adorable scene. The three of them were in the living room, watching Winnie the Pooh. (Roman was a little miffed that they were watching a Disney movie without him, but he was too focused on the cuteness overload) Virgil was fast asleep, with a sleeping Logan and Patton on either side of him. Patton was cuddling Virgil, with both arms wrapped around his waist, and Virgil had his left arm around Patton’s shoulders. Logan was clinging to Virgil’s right arm, and was nuzzling him slightly. Roman smiled and pulled out his phone, snapping a few photos. He’d definitely tease Virgil about this later.
Suddenly, there was a small yawn. Logan shifted slightly, and blearily opened his eyes. He let go of Virgil’s arm to rub his eyes, and yawned again. He glanced around, seeming to be searching for something.
“What are you looking for, tiny nerd?” Roman asked quietly. Logan jumped, clearly not noticing that Roman had been there.
“I am not tiny,” Logan protested, crossing his arms and pouting.
“Sure you aren’t. You’re just fun-sized,” Roman said, playfully booping Logan on the nose. In response, Logan wrinkled his nose and stuck his tongue out.
“Now what is it you’re looking for?” Roman asked again.
“My dino,” Logan replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“I- I’m sorry, your what now?” Roman asked.
“My dino! It’s a blue brachiosaurus,” he said. Roman cocked his head to the side. Logan sighed. (Which, if he were an adult, Roman would have found it annoying. However, as a toddler, his sighs were quite adorable.)
“You don’t know what a brachiosaurus is? They eat plants, they have suuuper long necks, and- THERE IT IS!” Logan squealed, reaching for a blue dinosaur plushie on the ground. Unfortunately, his triumphant cry woke both Patton and Virgil up.
“Wazhappenin?” Virgil asked groggily. Patton looked confused for a moment, then started crying, disoriented and upset over his nap suddenly being done. Virgil glared at Roman, then quickly started to comfort the crying child.
“Hey, Pat, it’s okay! How about we go to your room and you can go back to sleep?” Virgil suggested.
“Will you read me a bedtime story?” he asked quietly, no longer crying, but still sniffling a bit.
“I uh- sure,” Virgil said, yawning. Roman frowned. Virgil was clearly extremely tired, and Roman honestly wasn’t sure if he would stay awake much longer, nonetheless read a bedtime story to Patton.
“No offense Virge, but I don’t think you’d be a very good bedtime storyteller. I, on the other hand, am the fanciful side. Which means that I am the obvious choice for bedtime story reading. Come on Patton!” Roman declared, extending an arm towards Patton. Patton, in return, frowned and clung to Virgil.
“I wanna stay with Virrrge!” Patton whined.
“Okay Patton, I’ll stay with you, don’t worry. Let’s go to your room. You’d be a lot more cozy in there,” Virgil sighed. He gave Roman a look that seemed to say “Thanks for trying”. Virgil then scooped Patton up into his arms, taking his blanket and dog plushie with him. Roman watched the pair leave for a moment, in awe of how surprisingly kind and gentle Virgil was around the two toddlers. His thoughts were soon interrupted by someone tugging on his pants leg. He looked down to see Logan staring up at him, blanket and dino plushie in his arms.
“What is it, Logan?” Roman asked. Logan shifted from one foot to the other, blushing slightly.
“Would you… would you read me a bedtime story?” Logan asked timidly. Roman felt his heart swell with joy.
“It would be my pleasure,” Roman answered, bending down to pick up the young logical side. He was pleasantly surprised when Logan all but leapt into his arms and allowed Roman to carry him to his room. He walked into Logan’s room, and set him down on the bed.
“Now, what would you like me to read to you?” Roman asked, sitting beside him. Logan paused for a moment, his brow furrowed deep in thought.
“Will you tell me a fairytale?” Logan asked.
“Of course, but there are a lot of fairytales to choose from! You’re going to have to be more specific,” Roman explained. Logan rested his head in his hand, deep in thought once more.
“I’ve already heard most of the regular fairytales. I want you to tell me a new one!” Logan exclaimed, his eyes lighting up with excitement and curiosity. Roman sighed. How could he ignore a face like that?
“Then I shall tell you a new fairytale! Hmm… where to begin?” Roman questioned, resting his chin in his hands.
“At the beginning, I hope,” Logan giggled. Roman smirked. Even as a child, Logan still managed to be sarcastic. He sighed, and began his story.
“Once upon a time, there was a grand kingdom. And in this kingdom, there were four princes. The oldest prince was known for his kind heart and love for his kingdom. He was always willing to help the kingdom, even if it was inconvenient to him,” Roman began.
“That sounds like Patton!” Logan exclaimed.
“That’s just a coincidence. Now don’t interrupt,” Roman reprimanded.
“Okay,” Logan said, snuggling beneath the blankets and listening attentively.
“As I was saying, the second oldest prince was well known for his wisdom and broad knowledge. He was always searching for more knowledge, always yearning to learn more. He also saw it as his duty to teach those around him. The second youngest prince was bold, brave, and was the most handsome out of the four. At least, that’s what the people of their kingdom said. Anyway, the third prince was always off on an adventure of some sort, and slayed beasts that would plague the kingdom. The youngest and fourth prince was… different from all of the rest. At first, he seemed cold and off-putting, and some were uncomfortable in his presence. He didn’t really get along with any of his brothers, except for maybe the eldest of the four. But there really was a lot more to this prince than the dark exterior you saw of him. But the princes and the kingdom didn’t realize it until it was almost too late. Because one day, the youngest prince went missing,” Roman said, taking a pause for dramatic effect. It was then that he noticed that Logan had fallen fast asleep, and was snoring peacefully.
“Well, I suppose I will have to finish that story another time then. Goodnight, little one,” Roman whispered, gently pushing a few stray strands of hair from Logan’s face. He then softly kissed his forehead, then left the room. He shut the door quietly behind him, than almost ran smack-dab into Virgil.
“That was quite the bedtime story, Roman,” Virgil commented dryly.
“I uh- erm, you heard that?” Roman asked sheepishly.
“Yeah. Don’t worry about it, that was actually kinda cute,” Virgil replied, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He then yawned, stretching slightly.
“Virgil, you look dead on your feet. Go get some sleep,” Roman suggested.
“Don’t be ridiculous, I’m fine. Besides, there’s too much to clean up in the mindscape,” Virgil pointed out.
“I will take care of that. It’s the least I can do, considering you took care of the two of them,” Roman protested.
“Where were you, anyhow?” Virgil asked, quirking up an eyebrow.
“I was looking through my spellbooks. I figured that some magic must have leaked from my room and turned Patton and Logan into toddlers. Unfortunately, I didn’t have any luck,” Roman sighed.
“Well, at least you were trying to help. You sure you’ll be okay cleaning up the mess?” Virgil asked.
“Yes. Now go to bed,” Roman ordered.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever… Mom,” Virgil teased. Roman would have been dramatic and yelled some creative insult at Virgil, but they had just gotten Patton and Logan to sleep. So instead, Roman rolled his eyes and went back to the living room to start cleaning up the mess.
