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Agere prompts #1:

1: (Character A) Finds out that (character B) regresses, after calming them down from a panic attack.

2: (Character A) And (Character B) make cookies.

3: (Character A) runs to (Character B) after having a nightmare

4: (Character B) sees (Character A) in their regression gear for the very first time.

5: (Character A) begins regressing at work, and (Character B) decides to end the day early and take them home to regress properly.

6: (Character A) gets lost while little and (Character B) needs to find them

7: (Character B) invites (Character A) to move in with them

8: (Character A’s) favorite stuffed animal is missing so (Character B) tries to help them find it.

9: (Character A) slips and does something they exclusively do in headspace in front of (Charities B.)

10: (Character A) lives a stressful life. So (Character B) suggests age regression so they won’t be so worked up all the time.

11: (Character A) hasn’t had much sleep for one reason or another, and because of this, they’re a little cranky - even if they won’t admit it. (Character B) has the monumental task of getting A to take a nap

12: (Character A) got hurt/sick and now has to deal with (Character B) fussing over them.

13: (Character A) and (Character B) decide to build the most extravagant, most amazing pillow fort they can build in their living room

14: (Character A) and (Character B) go out to have a little day. They visit a park/zoo/movies/carnival/theme park

15: (Character A) suffers from sensory overload in their headspace, and (Character B) swoops in to help.

16: (Character B) buys (Character A) their first stuffed animal

17: (Character A) surprises their caregiver (Character B) with breakfast in bed.

18: (Character B) takes (Character A) to the toy store to buy their first little toy/stuffie

19: (Character A) and (Character B) have a quiet moment and cuddle.

20: (Character A) and (Character B) are traveling: it’s stressful enough that (Character A) regresses accidentally

21: (character A)wants a cookie, but (Character B) is adamant that they need to wait until after dinner.

22: (Character A) needs a hug badly, but doesn’t know how to ask (character B) for one

23: (Character A) can’t talk and doesn’t know how to get (Character Bs) attention so they get frustrated and cry.

24: (Character A) Falls asleep at (Characters Bs) house and gets stuck there due to bad weather. The whole thing is too stressful and they end up slipping.

25: (Character B) watches (Character A) while (Character C) is away. (Character A) is nervous about being little in front of anyone else so they try to force themselves to stay big...which stresses them out so much they get really small.

Dialogue Agere prompts #2.

1: “cuddles...?”

2: “I hate carrots.”

3:”what will it take to convince you that I need this too?”

4: “I hate this.”

5: “that’s it, time out.”

6: “It’s ok to not be ok.”

7: “I’m in caregiver mode and it’s Killing me!”

8: “I’m too little to Wake up today.”

9: “help, I’m a little and I can’t get up.”

10: “Why are you so cute?”

11:”I’ll trade you a hug for a cookie, deal?”

12: “it’s ok to cry, you know?”

13:”Why are you hiding under the bed, little one?”

14: “I think you just need to let yourself be little right now.”

15: “I’m not a caregiver, ok? I can’t just...ok fine, but only because you’re the cutest thing ever.”

16: “Baby, please, it’s time to go to bed.”

17:”I can’t be little, I need to fight the magic dragon.”

18: “I pinky promise you’re safe.”

19: “Go to your room, now.”

20: “I want to be your caregiver.”

21:”I cant find my sippy cup!!”

22: “I’m so sad! I need cookies. No wait...two.”

23: “it’s ok to be little, baby.”

24: “do you wanna to build a snowman?”

25: “Don’t call me cute! This is serious.”

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Janus and Virgil were close once.

They could never truly get along, but they were close enough to where they could tolerate each other. Close enough that being around each other and helping each other out wasn’t so much chore but was a normal thing.

Things changed when Virgil left the dark side.

But when Virgil saw Janus crying on the kitchen floor having a panic attack, he forgot all their problems even existed. He couldn’t just leave Janus alone.

Virgil knows what it’s like to deal with a panic attack alone. And it sucks. A lot.

“Janus?”Virgil asks staring at the side who was hugging himself. “Are you ok?”

Janus doesn’t answer, just continues to cry.

He was shaking and clearly struggling with his breathing.

Virgil He got down on the floor next to him, hoping he could figure out how to do this as well as Logan does. “Janus, buddy? Can you hear me?”

Again, nothing. He stared at Virgil which seemed to make things worse. He buried his face in his knees which he pulled closer to his chest.

Virgil took a deep breath. “Put your hand on your knee if you can hear me.”

He does. Almost aggressively. Still not truly acknowledging Him.

“Alright, it’s going to be ok. I know this feels bad but I promise this won’t last forever, you’ll get through this.”

Janus took his hand.

“I’m here, I’m not leaving.”

He starts calming down a little.

“Breathe with me Jan, follow my breathing: in for four seconds.”

Janus inhales, still shaking

“Release for seven seconds.”

Janus does.

“And inhale for eight seconds.”

They continue this until Janus is calm enough to sit up.

“I’m sorry,”he says, tears still stained on his face.

“You have nothing to be sorry about.” He says, grabbing a glass of water for Janus to drink.

He mumbles a quiet ‘thank you’ and drinks it all.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Janus shook his head.

“That’s ok, would you like me to stay with you?”He asked.

Janus made grabby hands at Virgil.

“What are you doing?”Virgil asked nervously.

Janus paused, then he put his arms down.
“noffin.”He mumbled.

Then it hit him. “Janus, are you?...are you little?”He asked.

Janus buried his face in his knees again.

“No no no, it’s ok, you’re ok. It’s ok.” He says in attempt to soothe the little. “You just surprised me, that’s all.” He had no idea janus regressed. He knew some of the sides did, but he’d never guess Janus.

Janus sniffs. And he nods.

Virgil brushes the loose hair from Janus face, “you’ve had a long hard day today, haven’t you, kid?”

Janus nods. “Is hawd. Takin’ care of everybody.”

Virgil nods. “Are you ready to go back to bed?”He asked.

“I-“He hiccuped.

Virgil handed him another glass of water.
“What is it, Jan?”

Janus drank it, but he still struggled to say how he felt. “I don’...I don’ wan a be ‘lone.”

Virgil nods, “alright. Well, let’s get you back to bed, and I’ll stay with you as long as you need me too. I can read to you, or I can sit with you until you fall asleep, or we can even cuddle if you want.”

Janus thought about it. “Cuddle?”

Virgil smiled, “yeah, only if you want.”

“But I fought...”

“What?”Virgil was starting to worry again but managed to keep himself calm for Janus’ sake.

“I fought you hate me...”Janus said in a whisper as if he was scared of what Virgil might say.

Vigil sighed. “I don’t hate you...”

Janus looked away from him.

“I promise I don’t. I know I haven’t acted like it but- ok. Listen, we do need to talk about some stuff, but this conversation is for a much bigger, much calmer Janus. After plenty of self care, which includes sleep. Ok?”

Janus nodded.

“You did so good communicating with me, you know that?”

Janus smiled and wiped the tears from his face. “We still cuddle?”

“Of course we can. But first, how about a hug?”Virgil asked.

Janus smiled and wrapped his arms around him. “Tank you, Vee.”

Virgil smiled. Maybe they never acted like they liked each other, but maybe they actually were close once. It felt good to hug his friend again. “You too, Jan.”

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Patton woke up feeling little.
He regressed to about six.
That’s not too little but it’s little enough that he still craves the attention only a caregiver could provide.
And if he were anyone else, feeling little like this wouldn’t be a problem.
But he was still Patton. And almost everyone was little right now.

Logan was about eight playing with legos on the coffee table, Janus and Remus we’re playing with their plastic figurines, (They were probably about three or four.)
And Virgil was asleep in his onesie cuddled up in the corner of the couch with a pacifier in his mouth and a stuffie in his hand. (He had to be somewhere between one and two.)

Patton sat down on the stairs and watched them while Roman made breakfast for everyone. He was trying everything he can to stay big but nothing seemed to be working. He can’t let Roman handle all this by himself, he can’t bother him or take attention from the others. That would be wrong.

“Breakfast is ready, who’s hungry?”Roman finally asked.

Patton sighed, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could do this. Why can’t he do something so simple?

Janus, Logan, and Remus ran into the kitchen and washed their hands. Virgil was still sleeping and it looked like Roman was just going to let him.

“Hey, Patton,”Roman said, appearing next to him. “Are you little too?”

“No.” He said.

Roman raised an eyebrow, “are you sure?”

Patton looked away from Roman. He can’t lie to his face. “Yes.” He insists.

“It’s ok to be little, baby.”Roman said.

“I’m not.” He pouts.

“But it’s not ok to lie, Patton.”

“I’m not...”He says again.

Roman frowned. “Pat? Are you alri-“

Patton broke into sobs. “Please leave me alone,”He whispered as tears streamed down his face. Stricken with embarrassment and sudden overwhelming fatigue, Patton ran upstairs and slammed the door behind him. Why did he have to mess everything up? Why can’t he just be good?

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Patton was crying alone in his room for about ten minutes before he heard a knock on his door.

“Patton?”Roman asked. “Are you ok?”

“M’ fine,”He said, he tried to sound big but it wasn’t working.

“Can I come in?”

Patton didn’t answer.

“Patton?”

Patton knew Roman would stand there until he let him in. And there are littles downstairs who need him more. It would be selfish to keep them from him. “Ok.”

“Hey, Pat,”Roman smiled as he walked in. “Can we talk for a minute?”

Patton’s breathing increases. “But what about Virgil and Janus and Remus and-“

“They’re ok, they’re eating. And Logan is keeping an eye on them”.

Patton calmed down a little and nodded. Logan was a pretty responsible little. He’d come tell them if something happened.

“What’s going on?”Roman asked.

Patton looked away from him and Roman took a seat next to him on the bed.

“Please talk to me, Patton.” He says brushing his fingers through Patton’s hair. “You’re worrying me.”

“Really?”he asked, he didn’t mean to worry Roman.

“It’s ok, kiddo. Just talk to me. Can you do that for me?”

“It not ok. M’ can’t be little!” Patton cries in frustration. Patton was so overwhelmed right now, he curled himself into a ball and tried to disappear, but it didn’t work.

“Why can’t you be little?”Roman asked.

“It too much.”

“What?”

“I too much. Vee, and jan, and Remus, and lo-“

“I can handle that, Pat.” Roman reassures, “you’re not too much, I promise.”

“But m’ dad.”

“You don’t think you can be little because you’re a dad?”he asked, just to be clear.

Patton nods.

“Pat, dads can be little too.” He says.

Patron shakes his head. “No.”

“Yes, they can. Is Virgil allowed to be little?”

“Yes.” Patton answered, as if it were obvious.

“He’s a caregiver too.”

“That...different.”

“Why is it different?”

“He...Anxiety.”

“Virgil does handle a lot of stress,”Roman agreed.

Patton nodded. “He need it.”

“You need it too.”

Patton shrugged.

“Listen to me, pat. You also work so hard, and you matter just as much to me as everyone else here.” He says sternly.

“But I’m dad.”

“Everyone gets stressed out, kiddo. And that’s ok.”

“Even dads?” He asked, not really convinced.

“Even dads. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t be little around us, sweetheart. We will all still respect and love you the same as ever.“

“Really?”he asked, as happier tears began to fall.

Roman nods. “In fact. You being little will set a good example for anyone else who needs it. You’re such a good little, I think they can learn a lot from you.”

“Really?”Patton asks surprised, “m’ good little?”

“Are you kidding? You’re the best little.” He kisses Patton’s head.

“Really?”

“I promise.”

Patton held up a pinkie, “pinkie promise?”

“pinkie promise.” He says wrapping his own pinkie around Patton’s. It’s the most sacred of promises. Super important stuff.

“So, I’m ok to being little?”He asked again.

“Of course, my adorable little Pup-Star.” Roman says, kissing Patton’s head.

“Not too much?”

“It’s a blessing to be your caregiver,”he says assuringly, “I promise. You’re not too much at all.”

Patton smiled, “hug?”

Roman smiled as he wrapped his arms around Patton.

“Love you, Ro.”

“And I love you, pat.”

They stayed like that for about five minutes until Roman thought he should check on the others. Things were just too quiet.

“Are you feeling better?”He asked, pulling away.

Patton nods.

“Want to go back downstairs with everybody?”He asked.

Patton nodded again, he got up and took Romans hand to walk downstairs.

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Apparently Virgil took over watching the others downstairs while Roman was with Patton. “Hey, everything ok?”Virgil asked.

“Yeah, everything is fine.“ Roman says, turning to Patton who was still holding his hand smiling.

“I helped Vee take care of everybody,” Logan said proudly.

Virgil nodded, “he sure did, such a good helper.” Virgil ruffled Logan’s hair then turned back to Roman and Patton. “We were just about to watch meet the Robinsons. Would you like to join us?”

Roman looked at Patton, “what do you think?”

Patton nods excitedly.

Virgil gestures for Patton to sit with him on the couch next to Logan.

“Hey,”Roman protests. “That’s my baby!”

Patton runs to Virgil and climbs on him.

Virgil wrapped his arms around Patton.
“Nope, my turn.”

Patton giggled as Virgil pulled him closer.

Roman scoffs jokingly. “You stole my cuddle bunny!”

Remus laughed too, “I cuddle wit you, broda.” He says.

“Thank you, Remus,”he says, pulling him up on his lap.

Janus sat next to Logan and they smiled at each other.

Everyone was together. The family was happy and healthy, and cuddly. Just as Patton likes it.

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Logan woke up in the middle of the night. This wasn’t something uncommon for him, in fact it was relatively normal. His mind raced with tasks he didn’t do, ideas he should pursue, and random questions he should look into. He didn’t expect to see Remy dancing in the living room wearing earphones in full volume. But maybe he should have...?

“Remy?”Logan asked, getting closer and tapping his shoulder. “Remy, what are you still doing up at this hour?”

“Oh, hey girl! What’s up?”Remy shouts, dancing around the living room.

The voice, it wasn’t Remy’s normal voice, he sounded little. “Remy, are you little right now?”

“What?”he asked.

“I asked if you’re little right now.”he asked again after taking away Remy’s headphones and placing them on the coffee table.

“Little?”he asked. “Oh. Yeah...maybe.”

He took another sip of coffee.

Coffee? Nope, that’s it-

Logan takes the coffee from Remy, who whines in response. “What? No! Why?”

He’s definitely little. Though his voice always did sound whiny, so it was sometimes hard to tell.

“Remy, no coffee while you’re little. You know the rules,”Logan said sternly.

“Noooooo,”Remy whines again. He reaches for the cup but Logan pulls it away.

“M’ not ‘ittle, I pwomise,”He says, in the most little voice Logan had ever heard from Remy.

“Don’t lie to me.” Logan says in his caregiver voice. Logan didn’t care how absolutely adorable Remy was. He’s not drinking any more coffee.

Remy sighs in frustration.

“How much coffee have you had today?”Logan asked.

Remy shrugged. “Lot.”

“And how much have you eaten today?”

“Ummmmmm dunno.”

“Have you eaten anything?”Logan asked.

Remy shrugged again, “prolly.”

“Remy,”Logan scolded, “you can’t live on coffee.”

“But I am doe.”

“This,”he says gesturing to the cup, “is not healthy, not for you and certainly not for Thomas.”

“Tommy sleeps...”Remy mumbled.

“Not enough, when you don’t take care of yourself you hurt Thomas, do you want to hurt Thomas?”

It looked like Remy was genuinely considering the question. “I guess not,”He says.

“Then you need to start taking care of yourself and that starts with a healthy diet-“

As Logan lectures Remy further, Remy just sat down on the couch and pretended he didn’t care that Logan was disappointed in him. The thought of it hurt a lot though. Tears started to force their way out of him.

He sniffles.

“It’s important that you drink water every- Remy?”Logan asked, stopping himself.

“M’ fine,”he says wiping the tears from his face quickly.

Logan was so concerned about Remy’s health, he somehow forgot that Remy was really little right now. “I’m so sorry, Rem. This wasn’t the right time to talk about this, was it?”he asked.

Remy doesn’t answer, just gets more upset with himself for crying. “Stop,”he whispered to himself harshly.

Logan has never seen Remy cry before. Not even when little. “Hey, it’s ok.”

“No, you mad.”

“I’m not mad,”Logan insisted.

“Yes, you are. I don’t want...”Remy broke out in sobs.

“What is it, Remy? Use your words, please.”

“I don’t a’ cry, I don’t want a’ be sad.”

“It’s ok to be sad, Remy. Everybody gets sad sometimes.”

“Not you doe.”

“Yes, me too. I may not always act like it but I too have very strong emotions.”

Remy shakes his head.

“What’s wrong, baby?”Logan asks.

Remy rubs his head. “M’ tired.”

Logan nods.

“M’ need coffee,”Remy says.

“No. You’ve had enough coffee today. You need something to eat, you need some water, and most of all you need some sleep.”

“I can’t sleep...”Remy says.

“Maybe it would help if you-“

“No! I can’t! I can’t! I won’t!”he covered his ears.

Logan was confused, he gently pulled Remy’s hands away from his ears. “You...won’t sleep?”He asks.

Remy nods, “won’t.”

“Why?”Logan asked, he placed a hand on Remy’s knee to assure him that he cared.

Remy sighed, rolling his eyes he slumped back on the couch. “Its’tupid.”

“I’m sure it’s not, Remy. Your feelings are valid. If you tell me, maybe I can help you somehow.”

Remy looked away. “I...”

Logan waited patiently for Remy to finish.

“I get...bad foughts...den bad deams.”

“And you think drinking coffee will solve that for you?”he asked.

“It keeps me woke.” He says.

Logan thought about mentioning that caffeine will likely cause more nightmares, but realized that based on their conversation prior, now is probably not the time. That conversation was for big Remy, and right now he had to worry about little Remy.

“Rem, how about we get you some food and water and I will try to come up with a solution for your nightmare dilemma.”

Remy gave him a look of suspicion, “is dis a trick?”he asked.

“I can assure you, it’s not a trick.”

“Assure?”Remy asks.

“I’m sure.”

“Mmkay,”He says, eyes narrowing as he follows Logan to the kitchen.

Logan wasn’t sure what to make so he settled on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the shape of a star. (He knows how to take care of littles. If it’s not in a shape they like, they won’t eat it.) “Now, I want you to eat all of this, and I need you to drink all of this.” He places a plate and a sippy cup with water in it.

“Mkay.”

“Good job, Remy.”

Remy smiled, no one ever said that to him before. He made sure to eat the whole sandwich and drink all the water to be very sure that he earned the praise he was given.

“Lo?”Remy called.

“Yes, Rem?”

“I finished all of it, even doe the water icky.”

Logan smiled and ruffled his hair, “well done, Remy. Now brush your teeth and meet me in your room.”

“Kay,”he says.

A little while later Remy sheepishly walked into his own room to see Logan making up the bed.

“Did you brush your teeth?”Logan asked.

Remy nodded.

“Let me see.”

Remy shows Logan his teeth.

“Very good, Remy. And now we must sleep.”

“But...the deams,”he whispers.

His voice was so little, he must’ve been scared.

“Ah, yes. I have thought of that. Get into bed.”

Remy reluctantly does.

Logan conjures a rocking chair next to Remy’s bed. “Now, I will be here with you all night. If you have any bad dreams, you can wake me up and I will scare them away. Alright?”

Remy nodded.

“Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?”

Remy nodded a lot more excitedly. He’d never gotten a bedtime story just for him before.

Logan read: ‘Snoozefest by Samantha Berger.’ A book he thought might inspire Remy, if it didn’t it was long enough to bore him.

Remy enjoyed the book a lot and asked if he could keep it. Logan placed the book in his nightstand and kissed him goodnight.

Remy started to drift off but stopped himself to grab onto Logan’s hand.

“What’s wrong, Remy?”he asked. It was about five in the morning, Logan was trying really hard to get him to sleep before the sun came up.

“How-“Remy sighs, “how s’pose t’ scare my deams if you’re over dere?”he asks, he was such a whiny little but Logan didn’t mind. He actually found it somewhat adorable somehow.

“I’m right next to you,”he says. “Where else should I be?”

Remy scooted over to make room on his bed for Logan. “Cuddles scare deams.”

Logan couldn’t help but smile, “alright.”

He made his way on the bed next to him and wrapped his arms around Logan.

“You know, Remy, if you wanted to cuddle you could have just asked.”

Remy shushed him and cuddled closer.

They were both safe and asleep now.

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Patton’s cup had been empty for two hours and he was so thirsty. Logan was busy on his laptop and Patton hated interrupting him while he was working.

Logan did agree to watch Patton while he was little today, so he probably wouldn’t mind if he bothered him a little. But on the other hand, Patton hated bothering people.

Bother Logan for juice? Was it even worth it?

Honestly, yes. Juice was worth almost anything, right? Especially right now.

Now...how was he going to get his attention? First Patton tried waving at him, but it didn't work.

Humming didn’t work either. Logan was still staring at his laptop.

So finally Patton tried standing up, but he fell on his face. The worst part wasn’t even the fact that he fell, it was that Logan still didn’t notice him.

Suddenly Patton felt invisible, and very alone. He just wanted Logan to pay attention. Was it very selfish?

Patton was feeling overwhelmed, frustrated, and now guilty for wanting to bother Logan in the first place. Patton didn’t know what else to do so he wrapped himself into a ball and cried.

“Patton?”Logan asked, snapping himself out of his fixation. He crouched in front of the little and whispered, “Patton? What’s going on, little one?”

Patton continued to cry so Logan sat on the floor properly to pull Patton onto his lap. “It’s ok, Patton. I’m here. Everything is alright.”

Once Patton calmed down Logan was able to talk to him again. “Patton, what's wrong? Are you hurt?”

Patton shook his head.

“Were you trying to get my attention?”he asked, “did you need something?”

Patton nodded, still sniffling a little.

“Oh, Patton. I’m so sorry. What was it you needed?” Logan asked, he said it genuinely, which indicated that he didn’t mind being interrupted at all which gave Patton so much relief. He got off Logan and grabbed his sippy cup.

“Oh, you want something to drink. What would you like? Milk, water, or juice?”

How do you say juice again? Patton honestly tried but the word just didn’t come out and all could do now was cry, he’s angry at himself for forgetting how to use words.

“Alright, raise one finger if you want milk, two if you want water, and three if you want juice.”

Patton raised three fingers.

“Good job, Patton. Very good.”

Patton smiled and hid his face at the praise.

Logan went into the kitchen and got Patton some apple juice, it was the only juice they had so hopefully Patton would be ok with it.

He handed it back to Patton who smiled and instantly started gulping it like there was no tomorrow.

“Slow down Patton. You don’t want an upset tummy. Can you say thank you?”Logan asked, he moved his hand to his chin then moved it forward as he said it.

Patton covers his face. He didn’t understand why Logan would ask something like that when it was clear Patton couldn’t talk right now.

“No, I’m sorry. Patton. I should’ve been more clear, watch me.” He does it again.

Patton tilted his head.

“This is sign language, it may help with communication. Would you like to try?”

Patton smiled and nodded. As long as he was with Logan, Patton didn’t care what they did.

Logan moves his hand and places it on his chin.

Patton mimics him, rather off but adorably so.

Logan then moves his hand away from his chin and says: “thank you.”

Patton does the same, only humming the words.

“Very good, Patton. Would you like to learn another one?”

Patton nods excitedly, he liked this game.

Logan held up his hand.

Patton tried to mimic him by holding his hand up all the way.

“You don’t need to have it that high, Pat.”

He lowers it.

Logan curls his three middle fingers.

Patton does the same.

Logan then moves his thumb down across the three fingers covering the fingernails.

Patton does the same but ends up curling his pinkie too.

“Not your pinkie, Pat. The pinkie is going to do the talking with the wrist.” Logan shows him his hand again.

Patton looks at Logan’s hand, then his. He used his other hand to uncurl his pinkie. He smiles proudly to show Logan, hoping he’ll be just as proud.

“Very good, Patton. Now move your hand up to your face like this,”he demonstrates by placing his pinkie to his chin, palm outwards.

Patton does it.

“And lastly, move it like this,” he turns his palm inwards. “Juice.”

Patton mimics Logan once again, not losing eye contact with him to make sure he did it right.

“Perfect, just like that. Good job, Patton.”

Patton smiled and held up one finger.

“One?”Logan thinks about it, “you want to learn one more?” He guesses.

Patton nods excitedly.

“Alright, you’ll love this one. No dad joke intended.”

Patton giggles.

Logan made the letter L.

Patton knew that one.

Logan then lifted his pinkie.

Pinkies sure liked to talk a lot. Patton did the same.

“This sign means I love you.”

Patton gasped excitedly, and jumped on Logan and held on tight.

Logan couldn’t help but laugh a little. Patton was the cutest. He’d hate to ever hurt him again like he did today.

“I apologize, Patton. I wasn’t paying enough attention to you. I let my work distract me, when I should’ve been watching you. I love you so much, and I never want you to feel unimportant. I will try to be better in the future. I promise.”

Patton signed ‘thank you,’ ‘I love you,’ then lastly ‘L.’

Patton hugs him again, Logan realizes he’s going to have to teach him how to sign a lot more words, starting with basic needs like ‘milk,’ ‘tired,’ ‘cartoons,’ and then how to sign everyone’s names.

That would be fun.

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Logan was overwhelmed.
He had a lot of work to do, and not a lot of time to do it.

Why did Thomas have to be so unpredictable? Why can’t he follow a simple schedule? A schedule he worked so hard to come up with.

He was supposed to stop and get some sleep at ten. But he knew he wouldn’t be able to with everything going on.

Logan knew deep down he needed sleep, he wished he could have some sleep but he needed to get this done, nothing was going to stop him.

“Hey gurl. What’s up?”

“Remy?”Logan asked looking up from his work for the first time that night, “what are you doing here?”

“Uhm, you summoned me here.”he says before taking a sip of his drink. “Obvy, why else would I even be here? Like, come on.”

Logan thought about it for a moment. “Oh. I apologize, Remy. That was not my intention.”

Remy raised an eyebrow, something was wrong. Remy put his cup down and sat next to Logan, “whatcha doing up this late, cupcake?”

“I’m working,”he says. “Wait, what time is it?”

“It’s...late, babe. How long have you been here?”

“I don’t know.”

“How much sleep did you get last night?”

“I don’t know.”

“How much water have you had?”

“Remy...”

“And when was the last time you regressed?”

“I don’t know!”Logan yelled, “I don’t know! I don’t have time for-for...that or anything else. I need to get this done, I need to think of a new schedule that can accommodate Thomas, I need to update our calendar for his social engagements with Niko, I need-“

Remy took his hand, which caught him off guard. “I think you just need to let yourself be little right now.”

Logan pulled his hand away. “No, I’m fine. I don’t need to regress.”

“Really?”Remy asked sarcastically.

“Indeed, really. I am not regressed, nor do I desire to be.”

Remy smirked, “you’re using big words to stop yourself from regressing, aren’t you?”

Logan hesitates, “...Nonsense.”

Remy sighs, Logan is adorable. And incredibly stubborn. Luckily a caregiver knows just how to get their little to regress.

“So you don’t want to regress?”

Logan sighed. “No, I don’t.”

“You don’t want to get changed out of those uncomfortable clothes and get into your soft space pajamas? Then get snuggled up in your super warm, super cool, ultra soft bed?”He asked.

“Negative.”

“And you don’t want me to read you a bedtime story?“

“No.”

“Not even ‘Pete the cat out of this world’?” He asks, holding up little Logan’s new favorite book as if it was the coolest thing ever.

“Pete the cat?”Logan asked, sounding smaller.

“That’s right.”

“Highly illogical, Félicette is the only cat to ever survive going to space. Sorry to inform you but If this were realistic, Pete would not have made it back. Especially when he got lost.”

Remy gasped, “how dare you! Pete is a whimsical cat with the free will and the ability to believe in himself. How dare you bring that up right now!”

Logan shook his head. “Remy your clever tricks won’t work on me. I care much more about this than I do...”

“You want to cuddle?”Remy asked, interrupting.

“...cuddle?”Logan asked.

Remy nodded. “Yup. We can cuddle and take a nap.”

“No, I do not want to cuddle.” He said trying to keep his mind big and on task. Why does Remy have to care so much about him?

Alright, enough is enough. If that’s not gonna work, nothing else is. Time to use the caregiver voice. “Yes, you do, Logan. I am putting my foot down, you need sleep. Real sleep. Go to bed.” Remy says.

“You can’t use your caregiver voice when I’m not littles’. Da-that’s against da- I mean the rules!” Logan shouted, getting even more frustrated.

Remy crosses his arms. “It’s also against the rules to fight your regression, babe.”

Logan sighed, “I haves work a’ do.”

Remy closes Logan's laptop. “No, that’s for big kids. Come on, babe.”

Logan whines and hides his face.

“I know babe, I know. Come on.” Remy holds out his hands to Logan. The little hugged him tight and cried on his shoulder. “Shh, It’s ok.”

Remy lifted the little up and carried him over to the bed and sat down. Logan held onto Remy's shoulder as if he was worried if he didn’t, Remy might leave.

Remy gently rocked Logan back and forth to try and soothe him, “it’s ok, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

Once Logan was more calm Remy set him on the bed right next to him so they could talk.

“What’s going on, babe?”Remy asked, rubbing Logan’s head, “why the tears?”

“You no listen, Thomas no listen...”he talked as if there was going to be a list but he didn’t continue.

Remy sighed, “I’m sorry, babe. I’m just trying to make sure you don’t overwork yourself. That’s my job as caregiver.”

Logan continued to cry while holding onto Remy again. Remy pulled him back on his lap and tried his best to comfort the boy again. “It’s ok,”He says, “it’s gonna be ok.”

“I try,”he cries, “so ha’wd!”

“I know.”

“It n’ever enough! Ever!”

“Indoor voice please, Chickadee.”

Logan lowers his voice, “why don’t he listen, E’my?”he asked.

“I don’t know...”he says. “I’m really sorry this is happening, babe. I wish I could take this from you.” And honestly it was true, nothing hurt Logan more than feeling ignored. No wonder he’s been so overwhelmed. Thomas should know better by now.

“Listen, I’m sorry I broke the rules earlier, bud.”

Logan nods, “me too. Mad at me?”He asked.

“At you? Never in a million billion years.”

Logan smiled. “That a lotta years.”

“But, we do need to have a serious conversation about taking care of yourself better, which includes little space. Ok?”

Logan nodded, “ok.”

“Alright, I want you to know that you’re so important to me. You are loved and you are wanted, and you are needed by everyone else here. We’ll have a serious talk with Thomas tomorrow morning together. How does that sound?”

“R’ally?”Logan asked.

“Of course, I love you so much. I would only ever tell you the truth.”

Logan nods, tears still in his eyes. “Thanks, Emy...”He hugs Remy again and Remy cradles him in his arms.

“I love you so much, baby. Don’t ever forget that,”he kisses Logan’s forehead one last time before realizing the time again. “So, Pete the cat?”he asked.

Logan nodded excitedly as he snuggled up next to him.

Logan didn’t worry any more about work that night.

Thomas would understand.

Besides, if Pete can believe in himself, so can Logan. Right?

Remy would know better, he’s the caregiver after all.

They know best...

Chapter Text

Virgil wasn’t always great with kids. He had to be an adult and in his special caregiver mode to even try to handle being around the littles. He wasn’t bad with them outside of it. There was just something about that mindset to make Virgil care. He wasn’t sure what it was but it was...something.

Ughh. That’s so vague.

Virgil was currently stuck in a teen headspace. It’s just like regressing but to the mindset of a teenager. When in this mindset he had no interest in the littles or the caregivers. He had nothing against them but he just couldn’t stand the way caregivers would try to get him involved in stuff and watch over him like he wasn’t capable of doing anything himself. Or the way the littles were needy and affectionate. Luckily being in teen space was easy enough to hide. He just needed to listen to music and ignore everyone. That’s like one of his favorite things to do anyway.

He was just chilling on the couch listening to Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz. A personal favorite of his when in this state of mind when he heard a small: “Pssst.”

Virgil slowly took out an earpiece.

“Pssst, Virgil.”

Virgil looked around.

“Down here.”

Virgil looked behind the couch to see Remus. Obviously in a little headspace.

“What are you doing?” Virgil asked. Damn, he hoped that didn’t sound too mean.

“I have a very important mission. And I need your help.”

“What? What are you talking about?”he asked.

“I need to know if I can trust you.”

“You know you can’t,”he scoffs.

“Good enough for me, will you help?”

“I don’t know, you haven’t even told me what you-“

“Meet me in my room in two minutes!”he demands. “But be careful, my friend; For my sanity is currently resting in your hands,”he says before running away.

“Didn’t know you had any!”He shouted.

Now Virgil has two options here. He could:

A) Hide in his room until this mindset goes away and apologize to Remus later for being an ass.

Or

B) Pull himself together for two seconds and help Remus with...whatever it was.

He supposed he could’ve left to find a caregiver, but he didn’t want to have to explain why he couldn’t do this himself.

Remus wasn’t the worst when little. He wasn’t incredibly needy or affectionate so maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Besides, he kinda owes him after leaving the dark sides and cursing him and Janus’s mere existence all these years later. He wasn’t still mad about that, right?

~~~~Later in Remus’s room~~~~

“I’ve brought you here today to help me with a super secret assignment. One of my dear friends is missing, I need your help to find him.”

“How old are you right now, Remus?”Virgil asked.

“Eight, how old are you?”

“Not important,”Virgil mumbled as he tried to hide his face under the hood of his jacket.

“He is very important to me, Virgil. I can’t sleep without him, and it’s almost naptime!”He gasped dramatically.

“You asked me over here, on a super secret mission to find a stuffed animal?”

“Lucifer isn’t just any stuffed animal! He’s the best most important stuffed animal ever to walk the planet!”

Virgil hesitates. “Stuffed animals can’t walk...”

“Fine, swim the planet then,”Remus rolled his eyes.

“What?”the teen asked.

“Lucifer is a dolphin!”Remus explained happily.

“You named your...never mind.”

“So you’ll help me?”

“Maybe you should ask Roman.”Virgil suggests.

“No!''He whines, pulling on Virgil's sleeve, “I want you to help me. You’re the vigilant!”

“That makes no sense.”

“Please?”

Virgil sighed, what would be worse, telling a caregiver that he was regressed or helping Remus find a stuffed animal?

“Alright. Where did you last see him?”Virgil asked.

Remus grabs Virgil's hand and leads him down the hall to a black door.

“He’s in there?”Virgil asked, standing right outside Remus’s mindscape.

Remus nods, “that’s where I saw’d him the last time.”

Virgil started to get nervous, “are you absolutely possessive you don’t want to just go find Roman?” He asked again, hoping Remus would just change his mind.

Remus nodded, “I’m sure.”

Virgil sighed, he needed to be the adult here. “Alright, let’s get this over with.”

Remus squealed In excitement. “Here we go!”

They went inside where it was all dark. Virgil was scared but refused to show it. Especially in front of Remus. He had to be an adult...even if he wasn’t one.

“Okay, so where would you have gone? Try retracing your steps.”

Remus nodded and walked further and further into the dark abyss.

“Wait!”Virgil shouts, “what if we get lost in here? Everything looks the same.”

“Don’t worry,”Remus says, “I know this place like the back of my rear.”

Virgil shook his head, “I don’t want to know.”

They had been looking for about twenty minutes when Virgil suddenly realized that Remus was nowhere to be seen. “Remus?”He asked. “Where are you?”

Suddenly he heard moaning and groaning behind him. He turned around and nothing was there. He sighed in relief, but then He turned back and he was suddenly attacked by a bunch of zombies.

Virgil froze, he was going to die in here.

Suddenly Remus came back and watched them terrorize Virgil. “Don’t worry, Vee! They only want to eat you!”

“Why would that make me feel better?!”Virgil shouted, tears in his eyes. “Just make them go away, please!”he begged.

“Ok ok,”He says rolling his eyes, he snapped the zombies away and Virgil didn’t get off the ground.

“You oki, vergie?”Remus asked, crouching down to him.

Virgil took a deep breath. He can’t have an attack, not now. He tried to pull himself together. “No, Remus. I’m sorry, but I’m- I’m freaking out, this place is...” ‘don’t curse, he’s a child, don’t curse, he’s a child.’ “Heck! We need to just- get out of here.”

“But we haven’t found Lucifer yet. They were just zombies.”

“Just?! Remus, this place is incredibly dangerous, I never should’ve come in here!”

“Yeah, I know,”he shrugged like it was nothing.

“You know?”Virgil asked.

“I mean, it’s always like this. It s’pose to be scary.”

“Remus, why? Why would you do that? Why would you ask me to help you, knowing full well it would be this bad?!”He yelled, “why didn’t you just get Roman like I asked you to?! Do you really hate me that much?!”

Remus didn’t answer right away, he sighed sadly, looking down, then at Virgil and then looked down again, “I don’ hate you, Vee...Is jus’ cuz...I miss you.”

Virgil has never felt worse of a person. “Remus-“

Remus ran away into the darkness before Virgil could say anything else.

“Remus, wait! Please I don’t...”

Virgil tried to run after him but lost his way.

Remus was gone...

“I don’t know how to get out of here...”Virgil says despite knowing Remus couldn’t hear him.

Virgil wandered the hell that was this mindscape until he finally found that stupid dolphin next to a blood soaked coffin. Virgil cried again, and this time it wasn’t because he was scared. Because he’d failed Remus...again. He was supposed to protect him, he was supposed to be his friend! Virgil held the stuffed animal in his arms, and despite being much too mature for it, Virgil hugged it tightly.

Virgil still hated himself and believed he deserved to be here. He was abandoned. Just like Virgil abandoned Remus.

Virgil has been walking through countless rooms full of intrusive horrors. Over and over. He panicked and ran for his life. Until finally it stopped. An overwhelming silence rushed over him in a dark nothingness. Virgil started to cry again when lo and behold. There it was.

The door.

~~~~Later~~~~

He found his way out of the mindscape at last. He flew the door open and was so relieved to see he was back home. He was exhausted, and overwhelmed with anxiety but still thought deep down he deserved this feeling.

He didn’t deserve love,
He didn’t deserve to be home.

Why couldn’t he just do this one thing for Remus? This could’ve been his only chance to fix what he did.

To be his friend again...

But he didn’t deserve that chance. He didn’t deserve forgiveness.

He almost made it back to his own room when he ran into Roman. “Virgil, oh my gosh. Are you alright? What happened to you?”

Virgil rubbed his face and nodded, “have you seen Remus?”

“Oh. He’s with Janus. That doesn’t answer my question, Verge. What’s going on?”

“Remus was looking for this,”he held up Lucifer, Roman only humming in response. “He took me to his mindscape and I couldn’t find the way out.”

“Virgil...”Roman asks, “how old are you right now?”

Virgil sighs, pulling up the hood of his jacket.

“Virgil?”Roman asked, stricter this time.

“Fourteen...”Virgil mumbled.

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Because I don’t need a caregiver.” He says, “at least...I didn’t think I did,”tears started to pour down his face and he hated himself more, if that were even possible.

Roman wrapped his arms around him. “It’s alright, emo. It’ll be ok.”

Virgil nodded and gently pulled away. Not because he didn’t enjoy it, but because he didn’t deserve it. “Thanks.”

“So, just to get this gay. Remus asked you to help him find something in a dangerous mindscape and left you there?”Roman sounded angry, like he was about to go find Remus but Virgil stopped him: “It’s not his fault, I yelled at him.”

“What? Why would you do that?”

“I’m sorry! I’s...My fight or flight instincts just took over I guess, and...you know I’m not a fan of other people’s mindscapes, they’re too...unpredictable.”

“Especially Remus’s,”Roman nods.

Virgil nods too. He took a deep breath. “I need to apologize. Did you say he was with Janus?”

Roman nodded, “unfortunately, Janus is not going to like this. Do you want me to come with you? I can talk to him so you can talk to Remus alone.”

Virgil shrugged, “I don’t know. I think- I deserve what I get.”

“Virgil-“

“I left them, Roman. How do I come back from that?”He asked. “I fucked everything up- and don’t you dare tell me I didn’t!”

“Let me come with you, Virgil.” Roman asks, “please?”

Virgil nods, “alright. Fine.”

They walk over to Janus’ room and knock on the door. “Yes?”he answers.

“Can I talk to Remus?”Virgil asks.

“I don’t know...can you?”

Virgil did everything he could to not roll his eyes, “I’m here to apologize.”

Janus looks behind him, “well...alright. But if you hurt him again, I will suppress you for two weeks.”

“That’s fair,”Virgil says, biting his nails anxiously.

Roman disagreed but didn’t intervene yet.

Virgil walked in and over to Remus who turned his back on him.

He hands Remus Lucifer, and Remus snatches the dolphin and snuggles with it.

“I came to say I’m sorry.”Virgil says, “for what I said, for being so irresponsible, for treating you the way I have all these years...and mostly for leaving you two.”

Remus didn’t answer but Janus at least looked at him.

Tears started to make their way out. “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I should be suppressed or locked away, it’s what I deserve. But I hope maybe one day you could maybe find a way to...”

Remus didn’t say anything, didn’t face him either.

Virgil nodded, “ok.” The tears are getting worse.

“Did you tell Virgil thank you for finding Lucifer?”Janus asked. He didn’t really look like he was in a forgiving mood either. Virgil just wanted to lock himself up in his room until the sun went away.

he didn’t deserve anything better.

Remus shook his head but before he could say anything Virgil interrupts, “he doesn’t have to. I should probably go.”

Roman offered Virgil a sympathetic smile as the teen walked closer to him.

“Vee?”Remus called.

“Yeah?”Virgil turned around.

Remus threw the dolphin across the room and ran to hug Virgil, “I’m so sorry I left you, Vee. Please be my friend again.”

Now Virgil was crying openly, holding onto Remus like he was never going to let him go.

~~~~Afterwards~~~~

Roman and Janus had a long conversation with Remus about taking people into any mindscape when either party is in any sort of age regression. Then they had a conversation with Virgil about what he was going through, the self-deprecating thoughts, the issues regarding Remus and Janus that still reside within him, and then the scary things that happened in the mindscape.

Janus reassured Virgil that all was forgiven, and that he was truly loved by every single side there, and that he didn’t deserve to be punished or feel guilty for living a better life if it made him happy. They hugged for about two minutes before Virgil realized it was too long. Then went ahead and hugged Roman too for good measure.

Janus and Roman then made both regressors some hot chocolate. Remus and Virgil then decide to spend the rest of the night together. They had some lost time to make up for. They watched Steven universe in a blanket fort Virgil and Remus made together. (Mostly Virgil though)

Virgil finally felt safe, he felt loved. And Remus made him feel like he was actually someone worth loving. Maybe the littles and caregivers weren’t so bad after all.

“Vee?”Remus asked.

“Yeah?”

“Do you love me?”He asked.

Virgil smiled, “I mean, yeah. Of course, Rem. Why?”

“Let’s fuse!”Remus shouts.

“Remus, what?!”

Remus jumps while still inside the fort causing it to collapse on them both. “Oops. Sorry.”

Virgil sighed, “it’s fine.”

Virgil unfortunately had to explain to Remus that sides can’t fuse. But Roman encouraged the two of them to design a fictional fusion. So Virgil got out a blank piece of paper and drew an outline for Remus to color it in with purple and green. It actually didn’t look half bad for an eight year old.

They were now ‘intruxity.’ No one can stop them now!

Except of course the caregivers who told them they had to put away their stuff and go to bed.

Never underestimate the amazing power of the caregivers.

Chapter Text

Little!Virgil CG!Roman

Vee was quite content being by himself most of the time. But when in babyspace, he needed constant attention.

He just needs to feel loved. It’s easy to forget that you’re loved.

He needed to be cuddled! He wanted to feel safe and he just didn’t feel safe right now. Virgil crawled downstairs and into the living room to try and find someone, anyone who was cuddle-able. And finally he heard Roman in the kitchen talking to someone on the phone.

Perfect, Roman gave good cuddles. But how was virgil going to get cuddles if he can’t talk?

He climbed the stairs to try and wave at Roman.

He didn’t see him.

Virgil tried whining next.

It was unintelligible, and apparently so is Roman because he’s still not paying attention!

He’s a baby, if he doesn’t get cuddled, bad things will happen.

Virgil realized it was time for the last resort. He took his pacifier out of his mouth and threw it as hard as he could at Roman.

It missed.

And he still didn’t notice.

Now he had no cuddles, and no pacifier.

It doesn’t make sense. Why is roman on the phone? What could possibly be so important right now that cuddles had to wait?

What if this is it? What if Virgil never ever gets cuddles ever again?

Tears started to make their way down his face. Never get cuddles again?!

But that’s like...forever.

He can’t last that long!

Virgil crawled into the corner and cried.

Virgil can’t even hear Roman anymore.

He’s gone.

And Virgil is now alone.

This isn’t safe.

Virgil tried to hug himself. He can’t stop crying. What was going to happen to him?

Roman walked back in the kitchen to find Virgils pacifier on the floor. “I’m gonna have to call you back.”

He hung up the phone and cleaned off the pacifier, then left to go find his little storm cloud.

“Virgil?”Roman asked, entering the living room.

Virgil cried even harder.

“Virgil?”he ran over to him and sat down next to him on the stairs.

Virgil shook his head.

Roman held out his hand, and Virgil pulled his own away only to wrap his arms around Roman’s neck.

“Virgil? Are you ok?”He asked.

Virgil shook his head again.

“Oh, stormy. What happened? Why are you crying?”he picked Virgil up and sat down on the couch.

Virgil didn’t answer, he just held on to Roman, who soothed him until he stopped crying.

“Did you need something?”He asked.

Virgil nodded, holding Roman closer.

“Did you just want some attention, little one?”Roman asked.

Virgil nodded.

“Awe, I’m sorry storm cloud,”Roman hugged him, then kissed the top of his head.

Virgil smiled, eyes still puffy. He relaxed on Romans shoulder.

Everything is ok.

Roman was holding him.

He was safe...

He felt safe.

Everything was ok again.

“Why was your pacifier on the floor?”Roman asked.

Virgil blushed and hid his face in Romans neck.

“Virgil?“

Virgil didn’t answer, he just whines a little and held on to Romans shoulder like he did when he did something wrong.

“Virgil, you’re not in trouble. I just want to know.”

He knew Virgil couldn’t talk right now, so he had to guess. “Did you try to throw this to get my attention?”Roman asked, still smiling.

Virgil nodded slowly, tears starting to pour again.

“Aww. It’s alright, stormy. I’m not mad, I promise.”

Virgil nodded again.

“But that is not how you get attention. Throwing things is not ok, you hear me?”

Virgil nodded.

He did need a solution. Some way for Virgil to get attention without throwing things or having a meltdown.

“When you need me and I’m not paying attention, you can use this,”he hands Virgil a small toy flute. “Now, only use this for emergencies like when you’re hungry, thirsty, or need to cuddle and you can’t reach me, alright?”

Virgil nodded wrapped his arms around him again.

“Alrighty, baby. It’s nap time.”

~~~Later:~~~~

The rest of the sides weren’t thrilled about Romans solution. Little Virgil was very needy and now he was also loud.

Every time he was little, he’d use that stupid flute.

“Why did you have to give him that?”Logan asked.

“He needs to be able to communicate when little.”

“Isn’t there another way to do that?”Patton asked.

“Would you rather he throw things?”Roman asked.

They suddenly hear a super high pitched whistle come from Virgil in the living room. All three caregivers covered their ears.

Logan looked at Roman, “it’s debatable.”

______________________

Roman woke up one day to a super loud flute sound close to his ear. “What the?!”

Virgil just stood there and stared at him, flute still in hand.

“Virgil...what are you doing?”He looked at his phone, “it’s five in the morning.”

Virgil climbed up on the bed to cuddle up with Roman. “Alright...that’s pretty cute.”

Roman loved his little emo more than anything, but that flute had to go.

So once Virgil was asleep, Roman threw the stupid toy away.

He didn’t care anymore!

Virgil can go back to throwing things again. Anything was better than that stupid flute!

Chapter Text

No one listens to Janus.

He was just trying to help Thomas, why can’t they just understand that? Why can’t they just listen to him?

Janus wrapped himself in his blankets, hoping that a nap might erase the fuzzy feeling inside.

There was a gentle knock on the door from someone who ended up opening it anyway. “Hey, Jan? Have you seen my-“Remus walked in to see Janus laying in bed.

“Jan? Are you alright?”

“It didn’t work, they didn’t even try to listen to me.”

“Oh. You actually went up there?”Remus asked.

Janus nodded. “I’m just trying to help, Thomas. Why can’t they see that?”

Remus didn’t know what to do so he just stood there for a second, “no one listened?”

Janus shook his head.

“Not even-“

Janus used his powers to cover Remus’s mouth.

Remus looked at Janus surprised.

“I’m sorry,”He says, “if I so much as hear his name, I’m going to loose it and cry!”

Remus moves his hand away, “it’s ok to cry, you know?”

Janus shook his head. “No, it’s not. Not now.”

“You’re safe here, Jan,”Remus says. He closed the door as if to emphasize the point. “I know how you feel. I miss Virgil too.”

He wanted to repress the name again but he didn’t. He knew better than anyone that it wouldn’t help. “I don’t miss him, I hate him!”he yells.

Remus raised an eyebrow. “Sure you do.”

Tears began to fall down Janus’s face and Remus went to comfort him.

“That’s it, just let it all out, it’s ok.”Remus said encouragingly, rubbing Janus’s back. But Janus didn’t truly acknowledge him. He was trying to force the tears to just stay where they are but it wasn’t working.

“I was jus tryin to hep’ him.” Janus says, slurring his words a little.

Remus honestly wasn’t sure if he meant Virgil or Thomas but it didn’t really make much of a difference right now. It was clear Janus was regressing and he needed to just be little right now. “I know, sweet baby. I know.”

Janus froze, blinking the tears away. Then finally, he looked up at Remus. “W-wait. What did you call me?”

“I called you a baby, sweetheart.” Remus said brushing away some loose hairs from his face.

“N-no,”Janus moved away from Remus.

“Yes,”Remus moves closer.

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“Yes, I did. That’s literally what I called you. Why are you yelling?”

“Nooo!”

“Yeeeees,”Remus says just as long.

Janus covered his ears, “nonononononono!”

Remus shouted, “yes yes yes yes yes yes!”

“No, Sstop it, Remusss!”Janus hissed, “I’m not ssmall!”

“Janus, you are small. You only hiss like that when you’re angry or when you’re small.”

“I’m not though!”he says.

“You are though.”

Remus got closer, Janus hissed.

“Janus...”Remus warned.

Janus flinched at the warning, but when Remus didn’t back away, he couldn’t help but bite him.

“Owwww-Kay. I deserved that.” Remus Recoiled.

“Ssss!”He hissed again.

“See, you are small!”Remus says showing him the bite mark.

“Am not!”

“Are so!”

“Am not!”

“Are so!”

“Am not!”

“Are so!”

“Am not!”Remus says at the same time Janus did. Remus moves Janus hands away from his ears. “Jinx, no buttercups! See, now you can’t talk. How does it feel to be censored?”

Janus groaned, hiding his face with his hands.

“Ah, you’ll live. The fact is, sweetheart.You haven’t regressed in four weeks, at least to my knowledge. You’ve had a bad day, and it’s the perfect time to make up for it. Repressing your regression is not healthy mr self care stan. You know better then that. Don’t you?”

Janus nodded sadly.

“Part of self care is letting yourself regress even when you don’t like it sometimes. Am I wrong?”

Janus shook his head.

“Alright then, I don’t want to hear any more about it. Let’s get you dressed in something more comfortable.”

When Remus walked over to the dresser, Janus whined to get Remus’s attention. “What is it small fry?”

Janus pointed to his mouth.

Remus sighed, but was still smiling. “Are you going to be a good baby snake for me?”Remus asked.

Janus rolled his eyes but nodded.

“Alright, Janus.”

At last Janus was un-jinxed. Luckily Remus knew his name. “Mean,”Janus hissed again with a pout.

Remus set Janus’s clothes on the bed and pouted back, “I’m sorry, baby. I just want to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.”

“Mean. Just like Roman,”Janus said next, with a huff.

Remus started helping Janus get dressed. “Roman?”

Janus nodded. “Hate himsss.”

Remus chucked a little, but pretended to be just as annoyed as Janus was. “OMG, I know. He’s the worst. What did he do this time?”

“He...”Janus couldn’t think of the words, he was too little to remember exactly all the details, the only thing that came out was: “Ssss- wedding!”

Remus blinked, he definitely missed something. “Oh yeah...I just- I hate it when he does that. So annoying. Ugh.”

Janus whined, hiding his face again.

“Ok, yeah. That was pretty mean. I’m sorry baby,”Remus apologized.

He kissed Janus’s forehead. After he was all comfy in his ‘havin a hissy fit’ T-shirt, his black overall shorts, long yellow socks with snakes on them, and lastly some black leather shoes. It was definitely Remus favorite outfit of Janus’s to wear when he was little. “I know you’re frustrated right now...”

Janus shook his head, “I’m not.” He crosses his arms again with a pout. He didn’t want to be frustrated, or little, or sad, or angry, or anything. He just wanted things to work out. He just wanted to help Thomas.

“No?”Remus asked.

“No, jussst...”Janus thought about it but again, couldn’t think of the words so he covered his face again. This is why he hates being little.

“Let’s not talk about them right now, we’ll have plenty of time to bit- I mean talk about Roman and the others later. For now...”Remus grabbed something from under the bed.

Janus was intrigued.

Remus grabbed a box which had coloring books, blank pieces of paper, some play dough, and some crayons, “we’re going to have some fun. Take all that anger inside and set it loose into the wild! Like a baby hyaena or something like that.”

Janus raised an eyebrow.

“Hear me out, ok? It’s absolutely ok to be angry at Roman, or Thomas, or Virgil, or anyone. Me even...”

Janus just stared at him.

“Nod in agreement, Jan.”

Janus nodded.

“Alright, like I said. It’s ok to be angry, but what’s not ok is pretending you’re not angry, suppressing all those unique feelings eating you inside. Got it?”

Janus nodded, more hesitantly this time. He knows it’s true, but it’s hard. He hugged his knees but continued to listen to Remus.

“So, we’re going to try and help you deal with those feelings. Do you trust me, Jan?”

Janus thinks about it. He hates to admit it, but he did trust Remus genuinely. He nods. “I guessss...”

“Alright, how old are you right now?”

“I dunno...four maybe?”

“Good job, Jan. And why are you angry?”

“Mn, notsss.”

“Janus...”

“Dunno! Cuz...no one listensss?”He sighs it like it’s a question.

Remus handed Janus a piece of paper.

Janus looks at Remus confused.

“Tear it up. Find all the anger inside and take it out on that stupid monstrosity we call paper!”Remus sounded exciting, too excited...it’s just paper.

Janus does, at first slowly, tearing long pieces off which relaxed him a little but then he started to get a little aggressive once he thought about them again. He hated them, all of them! He was furious.

When he had nothing but a lap full of paper pieces, he grabbed a handful and threw it on the ground.

“How do you feel?”Remus asked.

“Upsetssss. Sssstill,”He mumbled the last part and crossed his arms. At least he admits it this time. It was starting to work.

“Alright, then...do you want to try something else now?”

Janus nodded. More willing this time.

“Alright, follow me.”

He lead Janus to the dark sides kitchen and set play dough on the table.

“Play with this,”He says setting a tray in front of him along with the edible play dough.

Janus sighed, he wasn’t really in the mood to get his hands messy, he wore gloves for a reason. But he also didn’t want to get his nice gloves dirty. Janus took his bright yellow gloves off and stared at his hands...it’s been a while since he saw these. One was pale- like very pale and the other one was just as scaly as ever.

“Whatcha doin, Jan?”Remus asked.

Janus hid his face.

“Come on, you can tell me. I won’t laugh at you. I promise.”

Janus sighed, “don’...wan’ get mess on hands.”

Remus nodded, “oh, I can take care of that. Wait here.”

He does, it’s not like there was anywhere else to go except maybe his room. But it was a little dark in there. Only big Janus likes the dark.

Remus came back with some yellow latex gloves. “These should help.”

Janus held out his hands and allowed Remus to put them on, “thanks.” He says.

“You’re welcome, Snakey.”

Janus smirked a little at the nickname.

The play dough didn’t really help much, though it was kind of fun when Janus hissed at it then threw it as hard as he could at the wall. Guess play dough wasn’t really little Janus’s forte.

Remus understood though. It’s hard to express yourself. He wasn’t going to punish him for that, “you know, you could’ve told me you didn’t want it anymore. But throwing was a valid option too.”

Janus only rolled his eyes.

So Remus tried coloring next. He let Janus pick out any coloring book they had (didn’t tell him they belonged to Roman but whatever.)

Janus picked a Scooby doo coloring book, and Remus picked up a rick and morty one. Remus wasn’t small or really interested in coloring at the moment, he just figured maybe Janus would feel better if he had someone else to play with.

They colored on the floor of Janus’s room for about twenty minutes before Janus got frustrated again, He hissed at a red crayon and threw it a across the room.

“Hmm, something is telling me you don’t want to color anymore. Not sure what.”

“Mn-sssowy,”Janus says, obviously feeling guilty and really small. “Jus-“ he sighed.

“Take your time, little snake. You’re safe.” Remus tells him assuringly.

“I mad at thomasss,”He hissed.

“Ok.”

“And Roman!”

“Alright.”

“And Patton. Ssss.”

“Good.”

“And-“

He paused.

“And?”Remus asked.

Janus curled himself up in a ball and started to cry openly. “I sorry, I miss Vee.”

Remus wrapped his arms around him, “it’s ok. I know.”

“M’ sorry, I lied.”

“It’s ok, it really is,”He soothes.

“I wan’ hates him but...can’t.”

“I miss him too, Jan. You’re not alone here.”

“I feel lone!”He says, pretty loud. Janus pauses. Regretting the words the second they left his mouth. “M’ sorry.”

Remus moves Janus on his lap and hugs him even tighter, “it’s ok, kiddo. I’m not mad. It’s ok that you feel lonely.”

“I’m...”

Remus looks at him.

“M’ sad...n’ mad...n’...Sssleepy. Alla’ once!”he shouted.

“That’s a lot of emotions,”Remus says.

Janus nods and hugs Remus tighter. “Is’ hawd.”

“Do you need a nap, lil snake?”

Janus nods, “wif you.”

Remus chuckles, “needy. Alright, I’ll join you, cuddle bug.”

“Not bug, m’ snake,”Janus says, “difrentsss motionsss.”

“Are you?”He asks, tickling Janus playfully. “Are you a snake with emotions?”

Jan laughed. “Remuss ss-top. You silly, I bite you.”

Remus laughed, “alright alright. So, how are you feeling now?”Remus asked.

Janus shifted, “sil’ bad, but good too.”

Remus hummed, picking Janus up and laying down on the bed with him. “Don’t worry, Jan. I’m going to help. I have a feeling our buddy Tommy will regret not listening to you...”

Janus snuggled closer, eyes wide open but technically half asleep. “Tanks, Rem.”

“You’re welcome, snakey.” He says, with a small kiss on the forehead. “Goodnight.”

Chapter Text

Roman was getting things ready to start baking some cookies when his small gremlin of a brother peaked over the counter top.

“Can I help you?”Roman asked, hand on his hip.

“Who’acha doin?”Little Remus asked.

He was so cute when little. Roman still wasn’t used to being around him, especially like this. But he did genuinely mean it when he said there’s nothing cuter than him when he’s little (except maybe Virgil. It’s just so precious to see such dark and devious people suddenly act all soft and cuddly.) Remus was a monster most of the time, but when little...he’s surprisingly very well behaved.

“Baking.”

“Bakin’ what?”

“I’m baking some cookies for Patton.”

“Why?”

“He’s had a rough couple of days, so I thought I might surprise him with something special.”

“I help?”Remus asked.

“You want to help?”Roman asked, confused. Remus has never offered to help with anything.

Remus nodded, “I help pattin’ feel gud.”

“I don’t know...how old are you?”

Remus thought for a moment, “four!”

Is that too young? “I dunno, Rem.”

“Five den!''He shouts, “I make spesha cookies for pat! I spesha!”

Roman couldn’t hide the laugh, “of course you are.”

“So leeeese?”

“I think you mean ‘please’ “Roman corrected.

Remus tilted his head, “dats what I say’ded.”

“Said, Remus.”

Remus sighed, “I say’ded said!”

Roman tried his best not to laugh, but he failed. “Alright, you can help. But if you get any smaller, you’re going to stop. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

Remus nodded quickly, “m’ good. I promise.”

“Alright, Go wash your hands and we can get started.”

Remus ran into the bathroom to wash his hands and ran back in. “Ya-ta!”

Roman laughed, “it’s ta-da, Remus.”

“I knew, I say’d it wrong on purpose,”Remus laughs.

Roman fake gasped, “you little gremlin.”

Remus laughed, “I sorry, I talk beta if you wan.”

“No no, it’s alright, gremlin. I still love you.”

“Really?”Remus asked, surprised.

Oddly enough, Roman was surprised too. He has never told Remus that. “Of course...”

Well he wasn’t going to deny it now. He’s four!

“Oh...”Remus looked confused. Roman wondered if maybe he said it wrong.

“Let’s just get started,”Roman said with a cough. He wasn’t exactly sure how Remus is going to react once he gets big again.

“Alright. What can I do?”

What can little Remus do? Roman nodded, “alright, step one when baking anything. This is the most important job. Can you handle it.”

Remus listened very closely, he was so excited “yes!”

Roman handed Remus his phone, “pick out some music to listen to.”

“Music?”Remus asked.

Roman nodded, “it’s very important that we have fun. You can pick anything you want...that’s age appropriate of course.”

Remus scoffed, like Roman would have anything inappropriate.

Remus picked the greatest showman soundtrack. “Got it.” He shouted. While working he and Roman sang and danced to every single song. (Romans favorite was ‘Never enough’ and ‘come alive.’ And Remus liked ‘Greatest show’ and ‘from now on.’)

Remus helped with a lot of things, he helped crack some eggs, he put in brown sugar, he also helped stir for a whole minute before getting bored and quit. Then he tasted a little of the cookie dough to make sure it had enough chocolate chips in it. (That was the second most important job.)

Roman put the cookies in the oven, and the two of them did a puzzle together in the dining room while they waited.

“You’re very quiet, gremlin. Did the singing strain your voice or something?”

Remus shook his head. “No, m’ jus’ thinkin.”

“What about?”Roman asked, “Wait, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But if you do, I’m all ears.”

Was that the right thing to say to a four year old? He just didn’t want to screw this up.

The alarm went off in the kitchen so Roman got up to take them out of the oven.

“Can I have e’ cookie?”Remus asked as Roman placed them on a drying rack.

“Did you only offer to help because you wanted one too?”Roman asked, teasingly.

Remus gasped, “never.”

Roman chuckled, “alright, but you have to wait for them to cool down a little. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

He keeps saying that. Maybe he really does care. “Roman?”

“Yep?”

“Ye’ said...dat you... love me.” Remus said. He was nervous so he had to force the words out a little. He’s almost always honest, but he’s never gotten real with his feelings.

“Remus, I said yes. You just have to wait for them to-“

“No...mean, you said you didn’ likes me before. ”

“What, when?”

“To Thomas.”

To see the look on Romans face was enough to make anyone feel guilty. Remus wanted Roman to love him...very few people did.

“Oh. Well, I- I honestly don’t like you that much sometimes, Remus.”

“You don’t?”Remus asked, a little sad but it was expected, Roman was probably just joking when he said he loved him...right?

“But I do love you, all the time.” He looked into Remus’s eyes.

The little was really confused now. “What?!”Remus asked, now shocked at this new information. Roman loved him?! For realzies? Why?!

Most people probably would’ve just said they didn’t mean it or something, but Roman didn’t want to lie to Remus. He wanted both small and big Remus to know that he was on their side now. “It’s called brotherly love, tiny Beetlejuice. I don’t always like you, but I will always love you, because you’re my brother.”

“So you haves to?''Remus asked, even sadder than before.

“No. I don’t have to love or care about you but I do...” Roman started to pack up some of Patton’s cookies into a bag. “I mean, for the longest time...I haven’t been truly loving and caring for you the way I should have been. But now, I’ve realized that...no matter what you do...
You can drive me crazy, call me names, hit me over the head with a morningstar.”

Remus smiles evilly. He remembers that one.

“I’ll still love you, that’s what brothers are for. You’re a part of me.”

Remus didn’t smile, just listened. He didn’t know how to respond in a way that made any sense.

“And I’ll always insult or hurt you in some way, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop. But If anyone else ever tried to hurt you...I’d be the first to help you fight them off. I’m on your side from here on out.”

“You the first?!”Remus asked, biting on his sleeve.

“Well,”Roman pulled his brothers sleeve out of his mouth, “it depends on how fast Janus is.” Janus always did take care of Remus, better than Roman ever could.

“So you loves me now?”Remus asked.

Roman tilted his head, “you know...I think I always have. I just needed to let myself. Remus, I’m really sorry it took me so long to admit how much you mean to me.”

“Hmm.” Remus looked like he was deep in thought, but changed his mind. “Can I haves my cookie now?”

“Oh, yeah.” Roman grabbed one of the warm cookies and handed it to Remus. Honestly it was a relief, he didn’t think he could ever say it to Remus while he was big.

“Aha! You’ve been foo’d brodah!”

“Food?”Roman asked.

“I didn’ tared’ ‘bout pattin’! I only tared bout’ da cookie! And now I haves’ it!”Remus laughed. Then taking a bite he ran back to the dark side of the mind palace.

“Welp...he’s Janus’s problem now.” Roman chuckled to himself.

Remus immediately walked back in, “uhm...Roman?”

“Yes?”

“Bout’ the broda love thing... uhm. You too.”

Roman smiled, “thanks...Uh, Remus?”

Remus was about to leave again but walked back over to him.

Roman grabbed another cookie, “give this to Janus for me, please?”

“Oki!”he shouts, taking it and running away once again.

He packed up the rest of the cookies for Patton.

He could’ve been a better brother if he wanted to...

Chapter Text

Only recently had Remy started to notice the signs of Logan’s regression. The way Logan would get really spacey, he’d only talk in one or two word sentences, and not to mention the lingering physical contact. When Logan would start to feel small, he’d hold Remy’s hand, sit next to him and sometimes even lean on his shoulder. When he was really shy, he’d just stand next to him in hopes Remy would just offer comfort himself. It was his subtle way to tell Remy about his headspace without actually telling him.

Remy loves it though. It’s is enthralling to see Logan’s softer, more affectionate side. It’s also nice to know that Logan actually trusts Remy enough to approach him like that.

Logan would always deny it, of course. He’d never actually admit to ever needing something like cuddles or regression. That’s way too touchy-feely for the logical side.

Though Remy knew Logan struggled to tell him, he wanted to give Logan the opportunity to come to him even when it was hard. They’ve been working on Logan’s repression for a while now, and he’s trying to do better. He just tends to impulsively repress his little space, even when he wanted to be little or had nothing important to do. (They had to make it an official rule for him not to repress his headspace because of how often he’d lie about it.)

Today Logan did everything he needed to do early so that he and Remy could spend some alone time together. They took this beautifully rare opportunity to just read at the dinning room table and enjoy the quiet for a while. Both of them knew at any moment a side could run down the stairs yelling, laughing, or singing (Roman) about something. But it would be worth it if they got even thirty seconds of peace.

Remy put his book down for a moment to look at his poor little. Logan was struggling to read, he could tell because he hasn’t turned the page once since they’ve sat down.

“Babe?”Remy asked.

No answer.

Smiling sympathetically, he reached out his hand to touch Logan’s. “Babe?”

Logan hummed, still not looking away from the book.

“You ok?”he asked.

“Hmm, yeah,”Logan said.

“Babe?”Remy asked again. Logan didn’t acknowledge him until Remy tried to move his hand away.

Logan tried to follow his hand and whined when he couldn’t reach it.

“Babe, are you regressed?”Remy asked.

“No.”Logan said, hiding his hand under the table. After a short pause though, he looked at Remy again and sighed. “Maybe? No, not yet. I’m just really tired.”he says, rubbed his temples.

Remy wad so proud of him. “Do you feel like you’re maybe getting close?”He asks, reaching out his hand to Logan again.

Logan gently squeezes Remys hand and nods. “Maybe.”

Remy smiled. “Alright, well we can cuddle for a little bit if that helps.”

Logan nodded. He got up to go to the living room, still holding onto Remy.

“Hey,”Remy stands up but doesn’t move, causing Logan to stop and look at him. “I’m very proud of you. I know telling the truth isn’t always easy.”

Logan smiled but hid his face to hide the fact he was blushing. Remy knew better though, he knew Logan was really happy to receive praise for his efforts, even if he didn’t want to admit to having any sort of feelings or needs for this sort of approval.

Remy lead Logan to the couch and turned on the tv. As Remy tried to find something, Logan wrapped himself in a blanket and than leaned on Remy’s chest, wrapping his arms around him.

What to watch?...

Cyberchase would be a little too interesting for little Logan right now, he’d probably try to avoid falling asleep. Octonauts was annoying and Remy was not prepared for those annoying turnips. He finally settled on Curious George. It wasn’t too annoying and it was soothing enough to get his little to sleep.

Remy wrapped one arm around his little, and with the other he gently stroked his hair.

Logan was definitely starting to feel smaller. He knew he was safe here with Remy. He knew Remy wasn’t going to judge him, or hurt him in any way so there was no reason to be ashamed of coping.

It was nice.

But as Logan started to drift off to sleep, Remy heard a beeping sound come from his phone. Thomas was summoning him. “Damn it.”Remy mumbled.

Logan sat up, “what is it?”

“I’m sorry, babe. Thomas is trying to summon me- he’s such a needy b-“

Logan blinks at him, indicating that he’s still so close to little space. Maybe already there.

“-human person who understandably needs my undivided attention because sleep is so very important and needs to be taken seriously.”

Logan nodded and rubbed his droopy eyes.

“How old are you right now, babe?”Remy asked.

Logan shrugged.

“Ok, I know you’re tired. Just relax, I’ll find someone who can watch you, alright?”

Logan nodded again, he was honestly too tired to argue right now.

~~~

Remy checked, and everyone else was too busy, even picani. He can’t just leave a regressed Logan alone and he can’t keep ignoring Thomas either.

His phone buzzed again.
Stupid Thomas and his need for sleeping.

“What’s up, sleeping ugly?”Someone behind him asks mockingly.

Remy turns around to the deodorant-eating gremlin himself.

He’d definitely be the last person he’d trust. But Remy was desperate...

“Remus! Hey, gurl. Are you busy?”he asks, forcing a smile.

Remus was confused. “Not at the moment, I guess. Why?”

“Listen, everyone else is busy and I need someone to keep an eye on Logan.”

“Why? What’s wrong with him?”

“Nothing, but he’s been working pretty hard lately, Thomas keeps summoning me like it’s a fucking emergency, and I’m worried Logan might be regressed while I’m gone. I just don’t want him to be alone if something were to happen.”

“Remy, you ol’ softie.” Remus teases.

Remy rolled his eyes and started to walk away, “okay, fine. I’ll just go beg Picani again. This was a mistake-“

Remus grabbed Remys arm and pulled him back. “No no no, it’s fine. I can watch the nerd for you.”

“Really?”Remy asked, hand on his hip. “You think you can handle it?”

“Sure. I mean I watch Virgil, Roman, and Janus all the time. How much harder could Logan be?”

Remy narrowed his eyes. “Well...”

“I promise I won’t let your nerd die.”

Remy raised an eyebrow.

Remus continues, “and I’ll be a perfect gentlemen. No inappropriate jokes, gags, or stunts. He’ll be in good hands.”

“Well...I guess-ok. Thanks or whatever.”

Remus nodded, “It’ll be fun, I’ll be like the cat in the hat!”

“Excuse me?”Remy asked.

“Relax, like the book! Not the movie.”

Remy only rolled his eyes while the two of them returned to the living room.

“Is there anything specific I should know about him?”Remus asked.

“Yeah...but I don’t have time to go over it all with you. He’s pretty calm right now, I’m sure you’ll be fine. Hopefully he’ll just fall asleep. If there’s any trouble Virgil or Patton should have some idea on what to do, if they don’t or if there’s an emergency...summon me immediately. I’m not fucking around.”

“Alrighty.”

“Alright.” Remy walked over to the couch and affectionally stroked Logan’s hair again. Logan leaned into the touch.

He trusts Remy.

“Ok, babe. I have to go help Thomas real quick, but Remus is here if you need anything, alright?”

Remus? Logan panicked instantly, he didn’t even notice Remus was there.
He sat up and grabbed Remys’ hand. Hopefully it would be enough indication that he didn’t want to be alone with Remus. He’d much rather go with Remy if he were honest. He didn’t really care how it would affect Thomas right now. Remus is the last person he wanted around him. Little or otherwise.

Remy held Logans hand with both of his, “it’s ok, babe. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Just be good, ok?” He kissed Logan’s cheek and he was gone.

Logan was alone...
He was alone with Remus...
He just realized-
Oh god, he was alone with Remus!

“How old are you, little one?”Remus asked, not unkindly which made Logan a little suspicious.

“I-I’m big,”Logan answered quickly and quietly.

Remus smirks, “alright, don’t tell me. But I’ll figure it out sooner or later.”

Remus? Seriously? Anyone else would’ve been better. A rock would’ve been better. Why would Remy leave him with Remus didn’t he know that...

Oh.

He didn’t know. Logan didn’t tell him.

Logan only talked about his issues with Thomas, he never thought to tell him about what Remus did.

“Do you need anything right now?”Remus asked.

Logan shook his head quickly, backing away slowly.

“It’s ok,”Remus says, noticing Logan’s discomfort. “You can go back to sleep if you want.”he suggests softly.

As if Logan needed his permission, who does Remus think he is? And why was he acting nice all of a sudden?

Remus wasn’t nice, he was a meani- person. A mean person. That’s what he meant.

Logan was really tired though...he should probably try to rest. He turned off the tv and snuggled at the end of the couch.

But he didn’t dare sleep.

You never know what Remus might do...

~~~Later~~~

Logan forced himself to sit up, he kept drifting off. If he laid down any longer, he was definitely going to fall asleep.

“You can be little, you know. I’m not going to judge you.” Remus says, sitting on the opposite side of the couch.

Logan didn’t look at him, he wasn’t even going to acknowledge him. He was just going to wait for Remy to come back in silence.

“Alright, well. I’m just going to get something to drink, do you want anything?”

Logan shook his head quickly.

It was clear to Remus that Logan was repressing his headspace. But he didn’t understand why. Doesn’t he know how unhealthy that is?

He got up to get a drink from the kitchen, eyes not leaving Logan.

Was it him? Was Logan upset with him for some reason?

“Logan?”he asked.

Logan didn’t answer.

It’s definitely him. What did he do this time?

Logan said no, but Remus grabbed his sippy cup, and filled it with water anyway. He just looked thirsty.

He walked back over to Logan and handed him the cup. Logan grabbed it but didn’t dare drink from it. He just waited until Remus wasn’t looking and placed it on the coffee table.

Weird.

“Logan, are you sure you’re not little?”

Logan nodded, “I’m sure.”

Still no eye contact.

Wait...
Logan wasn’t still mad about the...?

Oh...

Yeah. That’s it.

He was totally still mad about the Niko thing! Everything suddenly makes a lot of sense. Poor Logan, can’t let anything go. Of course.

“Logan?”Remus asked again.

Logan looked at him. This time he looked annoyed, but Remus could also see fear in his eyes.

“How’s that schedule of yours coming along?”

That did it.

Tears started to stream down Logan’s face. He was crying. He covered his eyes with his hands, embarrassed.

Well...shit.

Remus suddenly regretted his choice of words, why did he have to be so darn impulsive? “No no no, I’m sorry. That did not come out the way it was supposed to-“

“Hate you!”logan shouted through his hands, not bothering to move them.

“Valid.” Remus shrugged.

“So much!”

“Alright, calm down.”

Logan stood up and ran to his room.

“Logan!”

He heard the door slam.

“Damn it!”he shouted once he knew Logan couldn’t hear him. He honestly didn’t care about whatever Remy was going to say or do about this- but he did care that he just hurt a little. Littles are fragile, they should always feel safe.

Remus waited a few minutes before going up to talk to Logan again. He didn’t know much about him as a little, but figured he’d be ok by himself for a little while. If he wasn’t, he probably would’ve ran to another sides room instead of his own.

Virgil could never be left alone for more than two minutes unless he was asleep. It was only the same for Janus and Roman when they were upset. But Logan seemed like the type who needed to properly calm down before you approach him. Hopefully he was right about that.

About five minutes later, Remus gently knocked on the bedroom door. “Logan?”

“Go ‘way! I don’ want you, I wan’ Remy!”

“I know.”

“So go ‘way!”

“Logan, I’m sorry. I should’ve been a bit more understanding towards your feelings.”

“Don’t have ‘em.”

“I’m sorry, what?”Remus asked.

Logan opens the door slowly and peaked his head through. “Don’ has feelings.”

“Oh, really?”Remus asked, pretending to be surprised by this obvious lie.

Logan nodded. “Logic.”

“There’s no feelings in Logic?”Remus asked.

Logan shook his head.

“None at all?”

Logan shook his head again, “no.”

Ah, that is so cute!

“Logan, can I please say something?”

Logan looked away.

“It’s important.”

Little Logan sighed, staring at Remus with a serious look on his face. Remus tried to mimic it, but was failing, Logan was just too cute to not smile at.

“Listen, I’m sorry about what I said. I just want to talk about this. I’m not going to hurt you, or Thomas.”

“You...”Logan huffed, he turning away from him.

Remus let himself into Logan’s room to follow him. “Please, continue, Logie. I’m listening.”

Logan hid under his desk in hopes to avoid Remus. How could he possibly trust him? He keeps hurting everyone, especially Thomas.

Remus sat down on the floor. But remained a safe distance away from Logan so he didn’t feel too violated. He held up his pinkie towards the little.

Well, that changes the situation a lot, doesn’t it?

“I promise to listen and not make fun of you again, ok?”Remus asks.

Logan bit his lip, but crawled over to Remus and wrapped his pinkie around his.

Remus smiles, and Logan goes back to his hiding spot. “Alright, Logan. Tell me, why do you hate me?”

He said it in such a kind way, it was very confusing. Logan put his fingers in his mouth, he really was little. “You...you didn’ let Thomas work.”

Remus nodded, understandably.

“Den, you in’nored me.”he said through his fingers.

Remus frowns at that one.

“Den you try to hurt Thomas! Wif Niko!”Tears poured down his face again. The poor little guy was so overwhelmed.

“Yeah...you’re right.”Remus smiled but than dropped it when Logan looked up at him, “that wasn’t very nice of me.”

“Why do’in den?”Logan asked.

“It’s what I do, Logan. I can’t always help that.”

Logan sniffs. “I...I tried... I wan’ed to help thom-“Logan tried so hard to finish his sentence but broke into sobs.

Remus scooted closer, comfortingly placing a hand on Logans in attempt to comfort the poor little. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. You’re right. I was mean to you, and I didn’t play fair. You did really good helping Thomas the way you did.”

“But...didn’...work.” Logan forced out, squeezing Remus’ hand unintentionally.

“That wasn’t your fault. You do your job so well. Thomas would be a mess without you, Lo. We all would.”

“Really?”logan asked, looking up at him.

“Of course, we all love and appreciate you, so much. Remember that, ok?”

Logan nodded, he didn’t look very convinced.

Remus ruffled his hair with his free hand. “You’re not failing, little one. I promise.”

Logan sighed. He was still upset, but seemed less angry with Remus.

“We tend to work against each other a lot, don’t we?”Remus asked.

Logan nodded.

“I don’t know if we can fix that permanently, but maybe we could work on something together? Would you like that, Raven?”

Logan thought about it for a moment than nodded. He wasn’t sure where the nickname came from, but he liked it.

“Alright, but maybe you should take a nap first.”

Logan nods, “yeah.”

“Can you forgive me for being mean?”Remus asked.

Logan nodded again. “I s’pose.”

“Can I have a hug?”Remus asked.

Logan smirks and gladly gives Remus a hug.

“Such a sweet little, you did so good talking to me, Raven.”

Logan smirked, “thanks.”

He picked Logan up, and helped him into bed. Such an angel, this one. Didn’t put up a fight at all.

~~~Later~~~

After a long conversation with Thomas about being ‘punctual’ or something, Remy was so ready to just relax and hang out with Logan again.

He didn’t expect to sink down and find the entire kitchen full of elephant toothpaste and slime...but maybe he should have.

“Remy!”Logan greeted, “we did science!”

Remy forced a smile, why did he leave Logan with Remus again? “Yes, you did. A lot of science.”

“Welp, that’s my cue to leave,”Remus says to Remys disgust. “This was fun, let me know if you want me to watch him again.”

Remy could only glare as Remus walked away. “Ohh, cat in the hat. You will pay for this.”

Chapter Text

Roman had to finish this, he had to come up with a good idea for Thomas. He didn't care how long it would take. He’d been working for twenty hours straight gay, and has almost nothing to show for it.

Suddenly there was a knock at his door. Roman sighed, he didn't have time for this. “Who is it?"

"It's not Janus. Can I come in?"

Roman legitimately thought about saying no, he really didn't have time, but he decided to be nice to the snake instead and open the door. "Is this really important?"he sighed.

Okay, maybe he wasn’t that nice, but Roman is tired and doesn’t have time to waste.

Janus contemplated the question. "Well, I don't think it is. I just really didn’t want to tell you that I think you did an awful job watching Remus yesterday. He really had a horrible time with you."

Roman was confused for a second then remembered who he was talking to. "Oh...right. That."

Janus raised an eyebrow. “Yes...that. Roman are you alright?"

"I'm fine, M’ just working."

"Everyone else has been done working hours ago."

“Well, I'm not everyone else, I have a lot to do.”he sighed.

“Take a break, Roman,”Janus says.

"Yeah. Later, ok? I’m not trying to be mean or anything, but can you please just go away?”

"Alright, I won’t.”

"Also, can you please stop with the lying thing? It really confuses me,” He says, sounding irritated.

Janus rolled his eyes and left Roman alone.

He can be as stubborn as Logan sometimes.

~~~

Two days later Janus found Roman curled up on the couch, covering his ears with his hands, and burying his eyes in his knees as he softly cried.

"Roman, are you alright?"Janus asks.

"Head...hurts," He whined.

"Why do you have your hands over your ears?"Janus asks.

"Too bright, too loud, ever’thin hurts."

"That doesn't sound like a migraine. It's clear you're not working yourself hard enough,” Jan explains.

Roman looked up at him, confused, instantly hissing at the bright light and burying his eyes again.

"I'm n- I mean. I'm sorry, I forgot. That was a lie. It's hard to turn off sometimes."

Roman only groaned in response.

"I told you to take a break, Roman. You've been working yourself too hard lately,”Janus scolds lightly.

"Needs to helps Thomas."

"Thomas would understand if you took a break, sweet prince,” Janus says, sitting next to him.

Roman whined softly again. "Got...nothin’. U’less.” He whispered.

Janus hummed, thinking’s about what to do. “Can I get you anything? Perhaps some water or aspirin?"

Roman shook his head, "no, hates it."

"How old are you right now?"Janus dimmed all the lights so Roman could uncover his face.

Roman tried to but still groaned, it was still too bright somehow. As for the little thing, He couldn't think about anything clearly right now.

Janus sighed and walked away.

Roman whined softly, he blew it. Janus was angry now, and now he was alone and no one was there to help him. Tears started to pour down his face faster, he didn't want to be alone.

Janus came back with a sippy cup full of water, "Roman,"Janus shushed, "why are you crying?"

"I-"Roman tried to calm himself down, "I t-thought you l-left me,"He hiccups.

"I was just getting you some water, love. I wouldn't leave you like this."

“Oh, I didn' know..."he mumbled.

Janus gave Roman a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, sweet prince. Come here."He pulled Roman towards him and gave him a hug, which Roman gladly accepted. He really just needed some support right now.

"Why can' I do it, Dee?"Roman asked.

"Do what?"

"Good ideas. 'm bad at m' job."

"You're not, Roman. Creative slumps are perfectly normal. Forcing yourself to work harder is just going to stress you out. What you need is a break. And if you're still struggling later, we can try to look for something new to inspire you."

“Like what?”

“We’ll figure that out later, but right now you need some rest.”

“Why’re you bein so nice to me? M’ mean to you, always.”

“Not always, Prince. I know how hard you try,”he says.

Roman doesn’t know how to respond to that, but he knows he doesn’t deserve Janus’s coddling.

Janus handed Roman his sippy cup. “Here, drink. It’ll help.”

Roman nodded and started drinking slowly. He always hated the taste of water. Why was it that sometimes water tasted fresh and sweet, and others it tasted so dull and bland?

Water is stupid.

"Remus told me what the two of you talked about while he was little. I'm glad you two are finally getting along again. He really missed you a lot. And frankly...I did too."

Roman looked at him, eyeing him suspiciously.

"I mean it. No lies this time,” Janus reassures.

Roman sighed, still holding onto Janus. "You miss king," He mumbles.

Janus nods. "Well, yes. I do. But I know he's always here with us. As long as we have you and Remus."

Janus strokes the little prince’s hair, and Roman smiles a little.

"It's nice to see this side of him again."Janus smiles.

Roman’s smile drops, “not nice.”

“What?”

“M’ mean to Remus too. Not a good brother at all.” More tears fell down his face, and he winced as his headache got worse.

Janus held Roman tighter, shushing softly in order to soothe him. He needed to get Roman something to eat, and maybe some caffeine, but he also needed to comfort him, he can’t do it all.

So, he summons Remus.

“Hey, miss me already, snakey?”Remus teases with a mischievous grin. “Reconsidering my offer?”

“Remus, keep talking,”Janus sighs, “I don’t need your help.”

Remus smiles but drops it at the sound of Roman sniffling. “Is that Roman?”He asks, “are you gucci, bro?”

Roman only whines as he continues to hide his face in Janus’s neck.

“Thomas’s ego seems to be a little bruised,” Janus explains. “Can you go to the kitchen and make him something to eat?”

Remus nods, “sure, I guess I can do that. Anything else?”

“A small cup of coffee, he has a migraine.”

“Aw, poor Roman.”

Janus looks at Remus confused. And even Remus looked surprised by his behavior, who knew he had sympathy. “I’m- going to leave now...”

Janus smiled a little, these two have a lot to work out, but at least they seemed to care for one another.

Roman held onto Janus tighter, he gave no indication that he heard his brother at all.

Janus strokes Romans hair while rocking him gently. Holding on tight as the little cried. “It’s alright, Prince. Everything is going to be ok. I’m here.”

Roman smiles sadly and snuggles closer to Janus.

Remus walked back in with a sippy cup full of coffee, “here.”

Janus takes it, “thanks, Remus.”

He tries handing the drink to Roman, but he doesn’t move.

“Roman?”Janus says, “drink this, please? It’ll help.”

Roman groans softly.

Janus rolls his eyes and sets the drink down. “Alright, come on.” He pulls Roman away from his shoulder and sits him on his lap.

Roman whines, he just wants to cuddle right now.

Janus hands Roman the sippy cup.

Roman takes it and slowly drank it.

Coffee tastes better than water.

He was feeling a little better, but he was still tired. Janus started to slowly move him back to their previous position when Roman notices Remus.

“Ree?”Roman asks.

“Hey, Ro,”Remus reply’s awkwardly. He wasn’t really a kid person.

“I sorry,” Roman says as tears started to stream down his face again.

“Woah, calm down. Why are you sorry?”

“Bein’ bad bro’der,”he mumbles.

Remus raised an eyebrow at Janus who just gave him a warning look that said ‘if you hurt this prince, I will hurt you.’ Which was fair- but why would Roman apologize about that? Did he genuinely feel bad for all those years?

“It’s ok, Roman. You’re really not...that bad. Honestly, it’s not like I made much of an effort towards you either. And if it means anything...I think you’re a pretty ok brother.”

“R’ally?”Roman asks.

“Best brother I’ve ever had, I think,”Remus says.

Roman chuckles a little as he wiped a tear away, “I’m da only one you haves, silly.”

“Really?”Remus asks as if this was new information.

Roman nods, still giggling a little.

Remus smiles, climbs onto the couch, sits next to Roman, and he wraps his arms around him. “Lucky me.”

Janus smiles at Remus and cuddles up with the twins.

Things still aren’t perfect between the two brothers, but this was a beautiful start.

Chapter Text

Little!Logan CG!Patton +Roman

It took a long time for Logan to open up to his roommates about his regression. It took one slip, one time he couldn't control it for them to worry and start asking questions:

It was the worst day ever. His boss is a jerk, his co-workers are worse, and he lost an important case earlier that week so he put in more hours than was really healthy.
When he got back to the apartment his roommates asked him if he was ok. And that's when he slipped and broke down crying.

Patton rushed over to him and held on to him and Roman stroked his hair in attempt to comfort him.

They had no idea what was happening but they eventually got him to sleep.

And when morning came, he knew he had a lot to explain.

He wrote everything down and prepared himself for the worst. He expected to be kicked out, shamed for acting so immature. But he did feel like he owed them at least an explanation, maybe give them a chance to be accepting.

Logan sat them both down and explained age regression. First the basic facts about it, then his age regression specifically.
Roman and Patton didn't say anything while he was talking. Which made Logan glad they were listening, but also kind of scared that they wouldn’t understand.

Turned out they were very supportive, understanding, and kind. Which surprised Logan more than it probably should've. They've always been nice.

"That sounds adorable,"Roman says.

"I'm glad you're ok, Logan,"Patton said. "Thank you for explaining it to us and opening up, I know that was hard."

Logan blushed. Why were they being so nice to him? This wasn't normal...right?
"You don't think it's..."Logan couldn't think of the right word to fit the situation. "Wack?"He guessed.

"Does it help you?"Roman asked.

Logan nodded.

“Are you hurting yourself or anyone else?”Patton asked, already knowing the answer.

Logan shook his head.

"Then no,”Roman explained simply.

"Not at all.” Patton insisted.

"When did this start?"Roman asked him, "only answer if you want to."

"It really started in high school but I didn't realize what was happening till College,” Logan said, rubbing his arm. "My parents had this idea that I didn't need certain things growing up. That I needed to grow up fast and be a respectable adult as soon as possible. I guess this is my way of making up for what I never had.”

They both nodded.

"I'm glad you felt safe enough to tell us this,"Patton says, holding both Logan's hands.

"How old are you when you're regressed?"Roman asked.

"Five, most of the time. Sometimes I’m closer to three or four."

"Can we see your little gear?"Patton asked.

Logan thought about it. Weren't they supposed to tell him that this was ridiculous? That he's an adult and he should act like it?

"We promise we won't judge, we just want to make sure you're taken care of." Patton explains. "Got ALL the essentials."

"I can take care of myself,”Logan explains.

"We know,"Patton says. "But you don't have to, Lo. Kids shouldn't have to."

Roman nodded. “Yeah, we could be your caregivers."

"Really?"Logan asked, not really believing what he was hearing. Were they serious?

They both nodded. “We took care of you last night, right? I think we can do it."

"It won't always be like last night."Logan explains.

"We know."Patton says, "but I use to work with kids, remember? And you know how loyal Roman is. He'd love and protect you no matter what."

Roman smiles at Patton's compliment. "Yeah, I think we're up for it. Are you?"

Logan nodded. "Ok...”

“Okay?”Roman asks.

“Yes. I would like that a lot. Thank you, both."

"No problem, kiddo."Patton smiles.

"Now show us your gear!"Roman says excitedly.

Logan smiles and leads them to his room. He pulls out his box of soft blankets, clothes, bottles, movies, books, and a pacifier.

“So cute,”Roman says, “is this all of it?”

Logan nods, blushing slightly.

"You don't have any stuffed animals?"Patton asked.

"Uh no, I haven't gotten one of those yet."

"We can get you one,"Patton offers.

"That won't be necessary, Patton."

"Oh, it's necessary,"Roman says. “It's an essential part of childhood."

Patton agrees. "We can head to the store tomorrow morning and-"

"Don't be ridiculous, Patton!” Roman interrupts. "His first stuffed animal ever needs to be special. You see where I'm going with this?"

Patton gasps excitingly. "I think I do."

"Build a bear?"Patton asks.

"Build a bear."

"What?"Logan asks.

"It's about the experience, please let us take little you to build a bear. It would be so fun!" Roman asks.

“I Uh- I don’t.”

“You can trust us.” Patton promises. “I have a friend who works there, he’s really nice and not judgmental at all.”

Logan thinks about it and nods, “okay.”

Roman smiles. “That settles it, next week for your birthday, we’ll take you to build a bear!”

“I’ll call Virgil and see when he’s working.”

“Are you going to tell him?”Logan asks, nervously.

“Not if you don’t want me to, I can just tell him you’re shy. He’ll understand, I promise.”

Both Roman and Patton were so excited about this, it was almost contagious.

Almost.

~~~Logan’s birthday~~~

Despite it only being a week, they have made a lot of progress. Logan regressed twice (once non-voluntary and surprisingly once voluntary) he was such a sweet little and a little shy when asked how old he was or what he needed, and he was always scared when trying something new. But he knew he could trust Roman and Patton. So when the day came for them to go to build a bear, he pushed himself as hard as he could in hopes to not upset them.

“You nervous, Logan?”Patton asks.

Logan nods. “A little...”

“It’s going to be ok,”Patton promises, “we are here for you. We won’t let anything happen. Right, Roman?”

“Absolutely, I will protect you with my life,”Roman promises.

Logan just nods.

“Here, take my hand,”Patton instructs, “I don’t want you getting lost.”

Logan nodded again and grabbed Patton’s hand.

“How little are you right now?”Roman asks.

“Not too little,”Logan shrugs.

Roman smiles. “Do you think you can pass as a big kid while we’re here?”

Logan nodded. “Yeah, I think so.”

“Good job, Logan,”Patton says.

Logan blushes a little at Patton’s praise. He didn’t revive a lot of affirmation when he was younger, so to have Patton say them now, it meant a lot. Even though Logan didn’t know exactly how to respond to it.

“Hey, Pat,”the worker greeted, “how we all doing today?”

“Hey, Virge. We are good. This is Logan, Logan this is my friend Virgil. He’s going to help us build a bear.”

Logan smiles shyly. “Hello.”

“Hey, Logan. Heard this was your first time ever at a build a bear.”

Logan nods.

“Ok, well first you’re going to pick a bear out and I’ll help get them all stuffed, then you’re going to dress it up and make a birth certificate for it. Ok?”

Logan looked at Patton who smiled, so he nodded. “Ok.”

“Great, let me know when you choose one,”Virgil says with a smile.

“Thanks, V!” Patton and Roman lead Logan to the bears.

~~~

“See any bears you like, kiddo?”Patton asks?”

Logan doesn’t say anything but points to a blue bear with stars on it.

“Ooo, that one is very pretty,”Roman says.

Logan smiles.

“Go ahead and grab it and we’ll get it stuffed for you.”Patton instructs.

Logan nods and grabs the bear.

“How are you feeling?”Roman asks.

“Ner’vous,”Logan mumbles, biting his nails.

“That’s ok, if you get too nervous, we can help. Alright? You’re not alone here.” Patton says.

Logan nods again. “Okay, Patt’n.”

Virgil follows the group to the stuffing station, “this bear is beautiful, Logan. Would you like to pick out a heart for them?”

Logan reluctantly grabs the first heart he can out of the basket and hands it to Virgil.

“Okay, did you want your bear to make any sounds?”

Logan shook his head again. He just wants to get this interaction over with.

“Alright...”Virgil gets the message and works fast. He gets the bear stuffed and ready and hands it back to Logan.

“Thanks...”Logan mumbles.

“Alright, ready to dress up your little friend?”Roman asks.

Logan nods, he’s feeling younger so he feels talking verbally would probably not be a good idea.

He looked back at patton who was busy talking to virgil. He felt a slight panic suddenly try to overtake him.

“Are you ok?”Roman asks once they’re away from everyone else.

Logan nods. “Jus’...scared.”

“It’s ok to be scared. If this is all too much, we can pay for the bear and leave now. No one will pressure you to keep going if you don’t want to be here.”

Logan thinks about it. This was kinda fun even if he was scared, and Virgil is nice, there isn’t a ton of people there and they’re almost done. He came so far...”I can do it.”

“Are you sure?”

Logan nods.

“You’re very brave, Logan. Let’s pick out an outfit for your bear.”

Logan picked out a raven claw costume for his bear and Roman helped him dress it.

“I think they look pretty good, what do you think?”Roman asks.

Logan smiles and nods.

~~~

“Alright, now it’s time to name your friend, what’s its name?”Patton asks.

“Starry,”Logan says.

“Starry, that’s pretty,”Patton says.

Logan smiles and hides his face behind his new bear.

They get the birth certificate and pay for the bear and clothes. They thank Virgil for all the help and Virgil wishes them a good day. “Bye, Pat, bye Roman, bye Logan, and goodbye, Starry.”

“Bye, Virgil!”Patton says, “thanks again.”

“Bye, Emo-nightmare,”Roman teases.

~~~

“S’pensive,”Logan mumbles once they leave the store.

Roman squeezes Logan’s hand gently. “Don’t be silly, little wolverine. It’s your birthday. And you deserve the best birthday gift for being the best little ever.”

Logan smiles. “Really?”

“Yup, and the cutest,”Patton adds.

Logan giggles as the two caregivers give him a big group hug.

“I’m so proud of you for communicating so well with us today,”Roman says.

“Yep, you were so brave.”Patton agreed.

Logan smiled, but it was easy to be brave when Patton and Roman were there to help.

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It’s too loud...

Why is it so bright in here?

“You’re being dramatic, it’s not that bad!”Roman shouts at Virgil as the sides continue to argue over a stupid gathering. Logan is sick of the arguing. It’s been almost two hours.

“Well, what would you know?”Virgil asks Roman harshly, “you don’t feel it like I do every single time we leave the house. It’s like you don’t even-“”

“Guys, please-“Patton tries to interject. “This isn’t helping Thomas...”

“Guys-“Thomas tries too.

Every little sound is like the beating of a large drum to Logan right now.

“Shut up, Thomas!”Roman and Virgil shout.

And it’s almost as if everyone decided on being loud today. And Logan isn’t appreciating it.

“This is a bad idea,”Virgil says. “You’re not in a good mental state to be going anywhere.”

“Oh, what do you know, of whom it will concern?”Roman asks Virgil. “Thomas, don’t you want to see Nico again?”

“Well, yeah...”

“You could have such a great time! You could have a looovely lovely niiiight!”

‘Don’t cover your ears. It’s rude.’ Patton would tell him. But he can’t help it when Roman starts singing.

“Logan!”Patton scolds, causing Logan to flinch again.

“I apologize,”Logan says. He slowly removes his hands from his ears and everyone goes back to arguing.

“Are you ok, buddy?”Thomas asks.

But he couldn’t answer...

Everyone was still arguing...

‘I have to fix this,’Logan thought.

‘I’m the voice of reason, I need to figure this out.’

‘Why is it still so bright in here?!?’

‘I want to leave!’

‘Why can’t they all just shut up?!’

‘Can someone please shut them up?’

‘Shutupshutupshutup!’

“Well, what do you think, Logan?”Virgil asked suddenly.

“Shut up!”Logan shouted.

“Logan?”Roman asked, “are you-“

“Please please just shut up,”he whines softly. “Please.”

Everyone remained silent for a minute.

“Okay,”Virgil says quietly, “we’re done arguing. Are you ok?”

Logan just stood there for a second before moving past Virgil to walk upstairs to his room. He can’t do this anymore.

He lays down on the bed after turning off all the lights. He tries to contain his tears as he snuggles up on the bed.

He ignores the knocking on the door as best he can- but it was so loud.

Being so little and so overwhelmed with everything around him. Logan doesn’t know what to do, so he just cries as softly as possible while he snuggles his stuffed bear.

The door opens slowly. “Hey, buddy. What happened?”

Logan looks up, eyes brightening at the sight of his caregiver. He doesn’t answer the question, he leaps into Janus’s arms and tries to keep his breathing steady as he holds on.

“Hey, it’s ok,”Janus whispers.

Logan winces at the voice and covers his ears while still trying to hug Janus.

Janus is starting to get the idea on what’s going on. “Where are your headphones?”He whispers.

Logan points to his desk and Janus walks over to grab them.

Logan doesn’t like wearing his noise canceling headphones because he doesn’t like not being able to hear in case of an emergency, he likes being in control of any situation. But as long as Janus was there with him, he knew everything would be ok.

Janus sets Logan down on the bed and talks gently, “just relax, and get comfortable. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

Logan nods and moves his hands away from his ears so that Janus can put the headphones on him, then Janus turned on his defuser, pulled the weighted blanket on top of Logan, then lastly, put a sleeping mask to help with the brightness.

Janus smiles despite the fact that Logan can’t see him. He sits on the bed to comfort Logan as he relaxed. Stroking the little’s hair to reassure him he truly was safe, causing Logan to regress smaller and smaller.

And eventually, Logan and Janus both fell asleep.

Logan was relieved when he woke up feeling calmer, less overwhelmed, and to find his favorite person ever cuddling beside him.

Janus should show up to all the meetings.