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

A/N: Not as much angst as the last two chapters, but still pretty edgy.

Death warning, by the way. If that triggers you, please skip to the end of the chapter.

Anyways, enjoy!

~Sam :3

Current Time: 23:46
Current Date: April 20th, 2019
Current Forecast: Sleet
Current Temperature: 34 Degrees Fahrenheit

Y/N POV

We're on our way home, and we have Grandma Beatrice with us. I guess she was tired of being alone, so she decided to come with us to Florida so she'd be able to see us often.

I'm really happy Grandma's coming with us. She's in her own car, driving right behind us, and she doesn't mind the long drive. One of us can always drive her car if she needs to take a rest.

Xavier and I are in the backseat. I can't wipe the smile off my face, and Xavier is holding me in his arms.

I can't believe we're going home.

I stare at the new ring that is now glittering on my finger. Xavier's promise to me. It seems unreal, much like the journey we're making back home.

Although, knowing Xavier, I should've expected this sooner or later.

We stop at a gas station to pick up several snacks for the ride home. Jason fills up both cars to the brim with gas, and F/N, Xavier and I head inside the gas station.

I'm hit with a wave of nostalgia as we enter, with memories of visiting Gramps at the convenience store during sleepless nights running through my mind. The floor is slightly sticking to my shoes, the smell of hotdogs and pizza fill the air, and the brightly lit store almost shines in comparison to the pitch black night outside.

I grab a hot chocolate, a large Sprite, several bags of sour candy, a pint of ice cream, and several family size bags of crisps and snacks.

"You guys want anything?" I ask as I drop half of the items I'm carrying.

F/N and Xavier exchange glances. Then start bursting into laughter.

We end up walking back to the car with several bags of food in tow. Slices of pizza, crisps, candy, ice cream, pop, diabetes, and pretty much everything in the store sits in twenty gigantic bags that look like they're about to burst.

"That is very unhealthy for you. Do you know what is in those items you bought?" A voice in my head asks.

I look around me to see no one except my friends. "Hey, did you guys hear anything just now?"

F/N and Xavier shake their heads. "Why?"

"No reason..." I frown. Was that just my imagination? It had to be.

"What if you never make it home?"

"I'm sure we will! Mum and dad are waiting for us! They'll be right there when we get back!"

"How are you sure?"

"I believe in mum and dad! Don't worry, Anxiety!"

"Worrying is my job, Morality."

"Can you guys shut up?"

"Princess, calm down, you know they become quite... eccentric when they get into situations of high stress."

"That goes for you, too, Logic."

Wait. Anxiety, Morality, Princess, and Logic? What's going on here?