Happy anniversary to the Sanders Sides series. I can't believe it's been three years since the first episode went up and we met Logan, Patton, and Roman. Later we met Virgil, got to know all their names over time, then Deceit came into the picture and recently Remus. I gotta say, Thomas's videos helped me a lot, and I hope they do the same for you. His messages are simple and not unbearable like self-help and self-care messages usually are, Thomas takes his time to make them meaningful. All his Sides are so different from each other, and it's amazing how he can play into their roles and personalities. His singing is also really calming to me - well, it depends on the song really - but his voice is absolutely amazing, and the way he can change his tone, volume, and personality to match the Side he's acting as is also pretty incredible.

Lol! The meme I made! 😂

Look at their adorable smiles!!! 😍

Slimy Snek Boi and Trash Man need love too!!

(I made this one ⬆️)

We can't forget our beautiful and adorable host, Thomas. And finally:

"Mom! He's copying me!" At its finest. Now that we're done with all the adorable pictures, onto the story!!

One minute Logan and Virgil were just having another fun debate, the next they were in a strange room with pastel pink walls, gray curtains that were drawn over the windows, a fluffy black carpet, a large gray bookshelf with multiple books, some small Harry Potter figurines as well as other small little tchotchkes, and a table with three chairs around it. That wasn't the strangest - well, it was pretty strange, but there was something else - there was a girl at the table. She looked pretty young and had long hair, wore a large baggy sweatshirt, and she seemed to notice their presence.

"Hello Logan and Vi-" She tried to spin around in her chair - y'know like those classic villains - but she wasn't sitting in a spinny chair, so she got stuck trying to spin around. She sighed and just stood up, her face was slightly red.

"My bad! I forgot that wasn't a spinny chair. Anyway, hello Logan and Virgil!" She was way shorter than the two Sides, but they didn't care about her height, they cared about how she knows their names.

"You're probably thinking - erm, wondering how I know your names, right? Well, we're in the Imagination, and some - someone came to me to - to ask me to help you guys. So - um - yeah, here you are." She finished with an awkward shrug.

"Well, you know who we are, so who are you? And who asked for the supposed help we don't need?" Logan interrogated, wanting answers.

"Well, I am an author, you guys can call me J - like the letter J, not J-A-Y. And the person who asked me to help you wants to stay anonymous." She said, rocking back and forth on her feet.

"Well, you said you're an author, but what are you an author of exactly?" Logan curiously asked.

"Well, this short story of course." The girl gestured to the air around her, "Believe me, the color was not my choice, I would've preferred a black or dark gray, it would've been more cozy." She rushes out right after dropping the bomb on Logan and Virgil and completely shattering the fourth wall.

"Wait, we can't be in a story, we're figments of Thomas's personality. I'm confused on how this works." Logan looked around the room like he expects to find something.

"Well, the way it works is that I'm the ruler of this multiverse and can bend the reality at will." J smiled proudly, sitting back down in the chair. Virgil and Logan sat down as well since they were getting tired of standing, Virgil seemed excited for J to talk more while Logan seemed skeptical, but he too was secretly excited to learn more.

"Are you really?" Logan asked, as was stated before, he was skeptical, but wanted to learn more. They waited a minute for J to speak, she looked from Virgil to Logan and back to Virgil repeatedly before she opened her mouth. The suspense was killing the both of them, they wanted to know!

"...No! I honestly have no idea how I'm doing this. But we're all in something that I'm writing, like, literally right now." She looks at Logan and Virgil, at their incredulous expressions, and breaks down laughing.

"Wow! You really thought I was some big ruler of a - a - uhmm- a multiverse? Me? Oh no, I could never be that important." She shakes her head with a giggle.

"If you couldn't, then how could you do this?" Virgil asked, knowing all too well the tone of self deprecation hidden under that modesty.

"True. I...don't really know." There was an awkward silence for a few moments before J broke it again, "shall - shall we get started?" Virgil and Logan didn't have any time to answer before she spoke again, clapping her hands rubbing them together a bit, "alright! Let's do this!" And this is where the story starts.

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Logan and Virgil knew they had a bit of a problem with being clumsy-

"A bit?! I think we have a huge problem with being clumsy!" Virgil cut the narrator, which J shall be known as now, off.

"Can-can you not interrupt me while I'm narrating? Please? Can you let me narrate?" She asked pointedly to Virgil.

"Sorry. Jeez." Virgil mumbled.

"Thank you." She breathes out. Now, as I was saying, Logan and Virgil knew they had a bit of a problem with being clumsy-

"We do not have a problem." Logan declared, narrowing his eyes at the narrator.

"Oh, you don't think you do? Might I bring up some incidents?" The narrator raises a brow at Logan.

"No, please don't-"

"Let's go!" The narrator declares, then turned to Virgil, "That's what it's like being cut off Virgil. Do you like it? No, so don't cut me off." She turned back to the readers, "Anyway, let's see how clumsy they really are." The narrator snapped her fingers and the three of them disappeared.

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"Kiddos, it's time for breakfast!" Patton called, Virgil stumbled out of his room.

"What is this?" Virgil asked, looking around, Logan was also confused while watching the dead-tired Virgil who didn't notice their presence.

"This, dear Virgil, is one of the incidents that I was talking about." The narrator said.

Virgil, being completely exhausted, wasn't paying attention to where he was looking and missed a step on the stairs. His eyes shot open and he hugged the banister so he wouldn't fall, heart racing from that burst of adrenaline he got from nearly falling down the stairs, he walked the rest of the way down and as he turned the corner his hip bumped into it. He muttered out a curse, which made Patton come out of the kitchen with his best "I'm not happy" dad face.

"Language kiddooooOOOh!" Patton was focused on Virgil, and therefore he didn't see the couch he just walked into. Patton flipped forward with his legs in the air and stomach on the couch, he crawled forward, letting his legs get to the ground, before he bounced up and continued walking to Virgil.

"Watch your language kiddo. Are you hurt?" Patton's face went from "I'm not happy" to "I'm worried about my dark strange son" as he checked Virgil's face and hands for any cuts.

"I'm fine Patton," Virgil said, still pretty groggy and not awake, "You-like...fell over the couch. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine kiddo, nothing hurts." Patton waves, "now, I gotta get Logan, he's probably lost in his work." And Patton races up the stairs, going up on his hands and feet.

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"That's hardly enough evidence needed to make such a drastic change to the mind." Logan said, rolling his eyes.

"Well, I shall list some more. How about we observe you this time, Logan?" The narrator turned to Logan, a coy smile playing at her lips.

"Oh, there's no need-" Logan seemed a bit panicked now.

"Too late, we're doing it!" She shouts, snapping her fingers.

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We were in Logan's room, it was pretty neat, save for the pile of books near all the full bookshelves. Logan was already reading a book, sitting gay up at his desk since the only thing he does straight is his glasses and tie.

"Really? A gay joke? You know many other people do that right?"Logan asked the narrator.

"Shut up and let me write what I want to write, I am trying my best here!" She yelled, Logan blinked and looked at the narrator with a deadpan expression, but he was silent, "Thank you. Now, let's get back to clumsy Logan." And they all turned their attention to the reading nerd.

He heard Roman and Virgil call for him, 'great,' he rolled his eyes, 'another stupid debate they want me to settle.' He got up, nose still buried in his book, and went out to-BANG!! Logan just crashed into his door, he backed up a little and felt the air for the door knob, eyes still scanning the words on the page, and opened the door. Virgil and Roman's arguing was considerably louder. He sighed and rolled his eyes at their childish behavior, he read one sentence over and over before he decided to close it since he couldn't focus due to Roman and Virgil's argument. He closed it, putting in a bookmark Virgil painted for him of a beautiful galaxy, but looked up too late. He crashed into the wall at the end of the hallway, he wasn't even going the right way!

"No wonder why I didn't fall down the stairs this time." Logan mumbled to himself before turning on his heel and walking back down the hallway towards the stairs to settle Virgil and Roman's "debate".

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"You know, Logan....speaking of falling down the stairs..." The narrator trailed off, but she didn't need to finish her sentence for Logan to know where this is going.

"I know where this is going. Don't you dare!" Logan yelped, seeming a bit panicked.

"I dare!" The narrator declares, her finger pointed in the air triumphantly.

"That's not a proper sentence." Logan grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I don't care!" The narrator shouted again, finger still in the air. Logan gave the narrator an annoyed look and tried speaking again, but the narrator interrupted him.

"There are multiple incidents, let's see a few!" The narrator snapped her fingers and they, once again, disappeared.

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Roman strutted out of his room to go down to the living room for his show, wanting to annoy Virgil with all the spanish and annoy Logan with the fact that he knows spanish. Roman found a few channels that have his favorite reality shows like 'Island Survivor' and 'Big Brother' in spanish, and he found out that it annoyed Logan and Virgil. Sure, he has a tv in his room, but he was feeling especially annoying today. But what happened next he did not have in mind. He was planning on gracefully gliding down the stairs, instead he missed the first step completely and just tumbled down the stairs. Virgil was laughing so hard he had to hold onto Logan, who was sitting next to him looking down at Roman with a smug smile, and Remus fell to the floor laughing while Deceit was hunched over and holding onto the back of the couch so he wouldn't fall to the floor.
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Virgil was laughing, "I remember that." Virgil sighed, wiping his eyes that were watering because of how hard he was laughing.

"Okay! Onto the next incident!" The narrator declared.
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It was Logan. His day was already off to a rocky start. First, one of his buttons had somehow fallen off, so the bottom of his shirt was open. Second, he couldn't find his favorite tie and had to go to Deceit to get his old one back. And finally, he stubbed his toe on a corner, he was hopping around holding it, and then he tumbled down the stairs. That wasn't the worst part, the worst part was when Thomas had summoned him just before he pitched over, he fell down the stairs and landed onto Virgil.

"Oooh, I remember that too." Virgil said, wincing, Logan turned to Virgil, not even having to look over the narrator, who was in between them, because she's pretty short.

"Yes, apologies for that." Virgil shrugged.

"It's cool. 'Was an accident anyway." Virgil sent Logan a reassuring half-smile.

"Okay, we got the cuteness out of the way, let's see who's next!" The narrator snapped her fingers.
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"Oh no." He face paled, well, it seemed paler than it usually looks.

"What? What is it?" Virgil asked, looking down at the narrator.

"Everyone's going to hate me for this," J meekly whines, "but let's just get this over with." She sighs, and all three of them watch.

Patton had woken up, and he wasn't looking too hot. His hair was a mess, there were bags under his eyes, and you can clearly see his Rudolph-red nose. Yes, Patton was sick. He wasn't as clumsy as the others, sometimes he drops something or trips over something if he's not paying attention, but when he's sick...he's an absolute disaster.

Patton stumbled around his room for a good ten minutes trying to get his foggy mind to work, trying to gather everything for what he usually does in the mornings. He got his usual outfit on, but he put the cardigan over his blue polo shirt this time because he was just feeling very cold. He nearly stumbled face-first into his door because he tripped over his own feet, but he caught himself and sluggishly walked out of his room. His mind still hasn't caught up with his body, being sick is a big....what was the word Logan used? It started with an 'I'. Ins-no. Ina-no. Incon-wait, inconvenience? That's the right word, right? Yeah, it is. Anyway, being sick is a big inconvenience for Patton because he wants to be the ones taking care of his kiddos, not the other way around.

It was bound to happen eventually, Patton had tripped over his feet and he slipped down the stairs on his stomach, but that didn't seem to phase him. I mean, yeah, he was sore, but he had a job to do, and that was taking care of his kiddos. He stumbled around the kitchen trying to make breakfast, which was scrambled eggs that morning. He dropped the pan pulling it out of the drawer, might've accidentally burned himself when he put his hand on the stove to steady himself from his wave of dizziness, and he had broken a plate. All this noise woke up the lightest sleeper of the sides: Virgil. He trudged down and was about to ask Patton what happened when he heard Patton loudly sneeze, Virgil knew what to do in this situation. He went back up and went into the logical sides room, Logan was a heavy sleeper and he was sprawled out on his mattress, Virgil chuckled at how messy the usually clean kept side is when asleep.

"Logan." Virgil said in his usual, groggy morning voice. The logical side just lightly snored in response.

"Logan. Logan. Logan. Logan. Logan, Logan, Logan, Logan, Logan, Logan, LoganLoganLoganLogan." Virgil repeated the logical Side's name over and over, poking his arm. Finally, Logan was awake, he slapped Virgil's hand away and sat up. He let out a long groan as he did so, and rubbed his eyes before putting his glasses on.

"What's so important, Virgil, that you had to wake me up before my internal clock went off?" Logan was pretty annoyed, but the annoyance wore off when both he and Virgil heard a pan fall on the floor.

"Ah, Patton's ill again," Logan nodded in understanding, "give me a minute and I'll be out." Virgil walked out of Logan's room and waited, and a minute later Logan was dressed in front of his open door.

"Now, let's get Patton back into bed." The both of them walked down the stairs and soon came back up with a weakly struggling Patton, they put him in his bed and he was out like a light.

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"There, is that enough evidence for you to "make such a drastic change" to the Mind?" J asked Logan exasperatedly, the logical Side just lets out a sigh. They were back in the room, sitting at the table.

"Maybe we have been underestimating this." Logan admits, although he doesn't want to, they will have to give the Mind some adjustments.

"Well, the person who hired me now owes me fifty bucks because they said Virgil'd admit it while I said you would, so - so thanks for that, Logan." J gave him an awkward two-fingered salute, Virgil paused.

"Wait, you made a bet on us? With who?" Virgil was hoping to get an answer as to who requested this strange teens help.

"I'm not telling you because they told me not to tell, sorry, I have to follow orders." She shrugged, "so long boys, hope you figure out what to do with the Mind." She walked away to a door that, last time Logan and Virgil looked, wasn't there before. When the door shut Logan and Virgil found themselves back in the debate room.

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The princely side had woken up to the smell of Patton's delicious cooking, he did his normal morning routine and headed out of his room. Roman walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, but as he was doing so he bumped into the corner of the doorway, but it didn't hurt, it was kind of just sore for a second before it cleared up.

"Why is there foam here?" Roman asked, touching the foam that was on the doorway.

"Well, Virgil and I have been discussing that we can be very accident-prone, so we have come to a decision to change up the Mind a little." Logan explained, but a little might be a bit of an understatement. Every doorway and corner had foam on it, the stairs had railings on both sides, any open plug was covered with a safety plug, there was a non-slip pad under the rug (you have no idea how many times Roman wiped out on that thing), and there were latches on every cabinet that are easy to take on and off. Hopefully this will minimize the falling and bumping into things, but there is nothing to save them from flipping over the couch.

"You kiddos did great!" Patton praised. Everyone ate breakfast and had a normal day after that, although Roman had quite some trouble with the latches until Patton helped him out. When night came around they all decided to cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie, and as the Sides were watching a movie on the couch, J was crouching behind the counter.

"Okay, you guys may be wondering why I'm whispering, but that's because I don't want them to know I'm still here. I wanted to show you guys a small bonus of Deceit and Remus being clumsy, so let's go before I'm spotted." She snapped her fingers as quietly as she could and disappeared.

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Deceit paced around the living room in the "Dark" Mind Palace, waiting for Remus to come back. It shouldn't even take him this long!

"I'm back! Did ya miss me?" Remus appeared at the door, Deceit turned and started to walk towards him.

"It should have taken you that long to get Thomas to ignore us. What wer-" Deceit cut himself off because he did one of the most painful things known to man, and that was stub his toe on the corner of the table leg. He clenched his teeth and lips tightly together and stood there for a second, absorbing the pain, then he let out a loud hiss. Remus laughed at Deceits face as well as his lectures abrupt cut off, but he fell to the floor laughing when Deceit let out that hiss.
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Sometimes it's very annoying that Remus can't feel pain. He'll purposefully place a banana peel on the kitchen floor, forget about it the second he looks away, and slip on it, falling to the kitchen floor and cracking his head open. He just laughs and gets up, sometimes he leaves the wound open for a while because he loves the feeling of the blood running down his back, other times he just closes it and cleans up his blood. Deceit has tried to catch him off guard before, but he always just laughs and walks it off.

Like one time, Deceit put a few marbles on the stairs. Remus stepped on them and tumbled down head-first, but when he got to the bottom of the stairs he just cartwheeled and landed on his feet, brushed himself off, and continued walking to his destination. Of course, there's the occasional dropping and breaking of glasses and plates, but Remus just always summons new ones. Remus has broken every bone possible because he's a walking disaster, but he always laughs and fixes it.

But....there was one time Deceit was successful, and that was completely unexpected and ended up with him falling as well. Both were in Logan's massive library, picking out a book from their preferred shelves, until Remus decided, in all his chaotic and kinky glory, to climb the shelves and twirk on them. So, Remus was doing his thing and Deceit was browsing the books below him, completely aware of and not phased by what Remus was doing above him. Deceit should've known better, but he really wanted to reach that book Logan recommended to him, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie. He rested his hand on the shelf Remus was standing on and hoisted himself up, he didn't hear the haphazard creaking of the wood, he just wanted that book. His fingertips were brushing the book, but it was being pushed further into the bookcase instead of being pulled out. Deceit put all his weight onto his hand holding him up and stretched further, he was able to touch the top corner of the book and pull it down onto its back where he was then able to grab it.

"Got it." Deceit whispered to himself, still not hearing the creaking of the wood and seeing the cracks in it. CRACK!! It was too late the shelf collapsed and Deceit tumbled down with the books, the shelves below it, and Remus. Since Remus was holding onto the shelf a few rows above the one that broke, that one and the other three below it broke as well and he fell on top of the pile of wood and books Deceit was under.

"Ow!" Remus yelped as he felt multiple things poking his arm, he took it out from under him to find a bunch of splinters in his arm. When Deceit came out from underneath the pile, he was about to lecture Remus, but upon seeing Remus's tear-filled eyes he closed his open mouth and decided not to speak.

"What's the matter, Remus?" Deceit tried to act like he didn't care, but he is unable to lie when he gets worried and concerned. Remus held out his arm and Deceit could barely see the splinters in them, but he could spot a few larger ones.

"They hurt and I can't take them out!" Remus pouted, really looking like he was going to cry.

"Alright, let's head back and I won't get them out for you." Deceit gently said, the both of them got up and walked back to their side of the Mind. Deceit instructed Remus to sit at the table while he gets the magnifying glass and tweezers, and he did just that. Deceit was able to get a few out right away, but the rest were in pretty deep. Deceit took off his glove because it was getting in the way, and he pushed down on Remus's skin to get the rest out.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Owowow! Ow. Ow. Ow." Remus just repeated with a wince, making Deceit really wonder about him. Remus has literally broken his bones, cracked his skull open more than once, and had a bunch of knives protruding from his back like a porcupine once, but he never even said "ow". Yet he has a few splinters and is close to tears while Deceit's getting them out, Remus must have a very weird pain tolerance.

"Alright, all done." Deceit told a very distraught Remus, who looked at him with a pouty lip and asked Deceit to kiss them better. Deceit rolled his eyes, but he just couldn't say no, so he did as Remus asked and kissed all his splinters better. Remus lit up immediately.

"I feel so much better! Thanks Dee!" Remus gave him a hug before he went in the kitchen, and proceeded to stab himself. Deceit found himself lightly smiling, some thing's will never change.
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"Oh! Deceit's doing something now, let's take a look." J snapped her fingers one last time and appeared behind a shelf in the library observing Deceit, who was standing in front of the mess and looking down at it.

"Logan's going to kill me." Deceit meekly said, then turned to face the direction where J is with a smirk, "that is, if he can find me."

"You should've actually paid attention to where you were stepping." J lectures, stepping out of the shadows, "although, your plan did work. Have you seen the Mind yet? It's literally baby proofed." She chuckles.

"Who admitted it?" Deceit asked, wanting to see if he won the bet.

"Logan." She smugly answered, then laughed as Deceit groaned in defeat.

"Shall we close this off?" Deceit asked her, J nodded and they both turn to face you.

"Well, I hope that wasn't pleasant at all, and I won't be seeing you again." Deceit said, then walked off without glancing back.

"In case the message wasn't clear: that's all folks. See you all the next time I actually have time to do something!"

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The word count is going to bother me a bit. Well that was...sort of sweet. I hope y'all enjoyed this and, again, happy 3rd anniversary to the Sanders Sides series!! Yaaay!! Also, I'm super sorry for not updating for a while, I've been writing as much as I can, but school is just taking up a lot of my time.

So yeah, the one most important message to take away from this is: if you're very clumsy and hurt yourself a lot, baby proof the whole place you live in.

Love you all~
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