Okay sorry I've been pretty inactive recently. I feel like it's been forever since I posted and actual story. I've got some news! I've finally gotten Tumblr! You can find me on Tumblr as losanders-rj where I will be posting Sanders Sides content like fanfics and art. I will except request but remember I'm only learning how to draw and my writing skills still are improving. Comment you're Tumblr here and I'll follow you back if you want. This is the first fan fic I posted on my Tumblr. Single Dad Logan AU

“GIVE IT BACK! NOW!” Logan sighs at the loud screaming of his oldest. He hears the undoubtedly sound of someone jumping on the furniture and grunts another. Logan takes a breath and walks to the living room to see his oldest son running around the room chasing after the boy jumping from couch to couch. His expression left nothing to the imagination, this boy is mad, yet the child is laughing. Logan spots a phone in the young boys hand and knows that is what the issue is. Before he can interrupt he hears stifled crying coming from the corner. He peaks over and there his youngest is curled up against the wall, rubbing under his classes and covering his mouth with his small sweater covered hands. Logan crouches beside the tiny child and reassuringly gives him a hug. He carefully picks him up and holds him close.

“It’s okay Patton.” Logan hushes his youngest.

“Their,” sniff, “fwghting again..” Patton cries while clutching onto his father’s tie.

“I can see that Pat.” Logan looks back at the other two. The younger had managed to climb on top of the bookshelf and was waving the phone around triumphantly while the other reached up and growled.

“Roman.” The two froze at their father’s voice and both whipped their heads to see him holding Patton. Both of them look guiltily at their younger crying brother. “Give him back his phone.” Roman looked upset as he handed the phone down. “Virgil you know better than to run in the house.”

“He took my phone!” Virgil defended. He looked desperate to stay out of trouble. Logan pinched the bridge of his nose in aggravation. He often wonders what he did wrong to make his two oldest so stubborn, he's pretty lenient himself with the three of them. Maybe that’s the problem.

“I realize that. We still don’t run in the house. Roman we don’t take other people's things.” Logan reprimanded the two quilty kids. “What do we say?”

“Sorry Virgil.” Roman grumbled before making grabbing hands towards him. Virgil rolled his eyes but held his arms out to help Roman climb down. Logan turned his attention back to the now calmer child in his hands. Patton looked up at his with wide glossy eyes and yawned. Crying must have made his exhausted so while Virgil helped Roman down, Logan turned to bring the toddler to bed.