Sander's 'Sitting! Sander's Sides x Reader

The doorbell rang just now. That must be Mr. Sanders! I really hope he's as nice as my mom said he was.

I ran to answer the door. I opened it and saw Mr. Sanders. He has brown hair and brown eyes, he's pretty tall compared to me, and he seems really nice!

He bends down to my height. He pats me on the head and smiles at me.

"You must be Y/N. Your mother has told me a lot about you." He said with a kind smile.

"H-hello Mr. Sanders... s-sir. I'm Y/N." I said shyly. "I-I'm sorry. I'm a l-little s-shy around new p-people."

"You can just call me Thomas." He said.

"Ok Mr. Thomas. C-come inside." I said.

My mother and father start walking over.

"I see you've met Mr. Sanders. Well, take good care of our precious little child."

"It's no trouble at all Mrs. L/N (last name)."

"Well, we will be going now. Have fun you two!" The door shuts behind my parents. They're gone.

"So," Mr. Thomas is the first to say something. "What would you like to do?"

"U-um... I-I don't k-know. Maybe we c-could u-um... colour?"

"That sounds fun!" I am surprised that he let me colour with him. Usually my babysitters boss me around, but he wants to play with me! Mr. Thomas is so cool!

We start colouring in these colouring pages I found in my room. I grabbed some coloured pencils and brought them down to the kitchen counter. I walk back downstairs and see someone who looks like Mr. Thomas, but he's wearing glasses and a necktie. He has a little brain with glasses on his shirt, which is a black polo shirt. His tie has blue and green stripes on it.

"Mr. Thomas, why did you change clothes?" I ask.

"I'm sorry, small human. I am not Thomas. I am a factor of Thomas' personality. I am his Logic, but my official name is Logan. Pleased to meet you, Miss Y/N." He spoke.

"Oh. Hi Mr. Logan. Nice to meet you. Wait...How do you know my name?" I asked.

"No need to be alarmed, Miss Y/N. As a factor of Thomas' personality, I essentially know what he knows, as I am a part of him." He explains.

Mr. Thomas walked back into the room.

"Oh, Y/N! I see you've met Logan."

"Mr. Thomas! Mr. Logan is really nice! He uses big words sometimes I don't get. But he's still super nice, like you!" I say excitedly.

"I'm glad this little one has good manners. Her parents raised her well. I hope you are a positive influence on her, Thomas, provided you have my help." Logan stated.

"Wait, are you going to help Mr. Thomas babysit me?" I ask.

"Of course. I can provide an education for you, Miss Y/N. I can teach you the wonders of the world, no matter how old you are." He said.

"Well, you do make a good point." Mr. Thomas thought for a moment.

"Of course. It is never too early to learn the infinitesimal wonders of the world." Mr. Logan said.

"Ok. You can help me babysit." Mr. Thomas said.

"Excellent. I look forward to teaching you, Miss Y/N." Logan said. He then disappeared suddenly.

"That's so cool! Your personality is a real person!" I exclaimed.

"Well, let me tell you a secret. Logan isn't the only factor of my personality." He whispered.

"You mean that there's more than one Logan?!"

"Yes there are. They all represent a different part of my personality, Logan is my logical side. He is the one who makes decisions, stores information, and is analytical. Basically, he is the brain of the group." He explains.

"Will I meet the other guys?" I ask.

"Of course you will, Y/N. In time, you will meet the rest." Mr. Thomas said. "Let's get you to bed now, it's very late."

~time skip~

Mr. Thomas has just tucked me into bed.

"Y/N, would you like to hear a lullaby?"

I nodded.

"Well this lullaby is from this magical Disney movie called Tangled." He began to sing.

Flower gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine

I saw someone behind him for a moment. He was smiling. I didn't see him very well, but I know he was there.

I'm looking forward to the next time Mr. Thomas babysits. I doze off.

Thomas POV

Little Y/N looks so peaceful when she sleeps. I felt someone behind me as I was singing the song. I know who it was. Maybe he will be around tomorrow when I babysit again.

See you soon, Y/N.