"Alright, so, let me get this straight. The dad looking one, is Patton, your...morality, the robot man is Logan, your logic, and the...golden prince man is Roman, your creativity...?" "I wouldn't exactly put it that way but, yes." Logan said, pushing up his glasses. "Aww kiddo! She's so cute and dark! I just wanna smother you with hugs! Come here you!!" Patton starts towards me as I look to Thomas. "Uhhh...Thomas...? What..do I do...?" "Just let him hug you, (Y/N/N). Unless you want him to chase after you for a whole hour..." Thomas sighs, running a hand over his face. "Right...." 'The way he says it, it sounds like it's happened before..hmm...but I know Joan, they're usually very into cuddles...' I shrug as I step towards Patton, letting him engulf me. "Oh. My. Goodness! I could just hug you all day!!!" Patton squeals, as I just kind of droop into his hold, swatting at his arm. This causes Patton to squeal further, and hug me tighter. "She even reacts exactly like Virgil!!! Awww you cute kitten you!!" "Uhhh...who's Virgil...?" I ask, my voice muffled, as my face is squished into Patton's shoulder. "Ah. He's...well. He's kind of my anxiety...?" Thomas awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, scrunching his face. "Kind of? Ha, that's an understatement." I look up at the new voice, this one lower and more gravelly than the rest. In front of me on top of the kitchen counter sits a boy clad in an oversized black and purple hoodie, smudged eyeliner on his lower lids, and an air of 'I will fuck with you if provoked', and he appeared to be eating a bowl of...instant ramen..? At 6 am...? "Patton, can you let go of me please?" "Ah, sure kiddo!" Patton lets go of me as I pull my hoodie sleeve back up my shoulder and straighten my black glasses. "So, you're Virgil, huh? Well aren't you a cute emo nightmare?" I smirk at the boy as he glares at me. "Oh, sweetheart, I don't think so. In no way, am I cute." "Mm, mhm. Sure. Well, I'm going to shower, see you boys!" I walk up the stairs, exiting the room. 

POV Change- Virgil

'Just who does she think she is? 'Cute emo nightmare?' What the fuck does that even mean?' I glare at Thomas. "That, is your rommate?" "What? She's basically you!! I thought you'd get along with her!" "Yeah, that's the problem..." I mumble. "I'm going to my room." I sink down, heading into my room. 'This, is not good. She can't get close to me. No matter how much I might want it.' I pull my hood over my face and sink to the floor, putting my headphones on. 'I don't want to hurt anyone, especially when I lash out.' I sigh, running a hand through my hair. 

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Hello everyone, I hope you're enjoying my Sanders Sides fanfic so far! And yes, this is a Virgil x reader, but the romance won't come into play until later on. For right now it will be sarcastic comments and scathing flirting, and some shameless flirting as well. I hope you all have a great day!! 

Raven Wolfblood