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A/N: So basically I logged off, didn’t write agere stuff for a bit, and realized all of my agere-related fanfiction definitely needed updated. Here’s a cute little set-aside chapter about Little Virgil+ Caregiver Roman, that kinda steps away from the main darkside plot. Cute, short, and simple. I hope you guys like it! (It’s only around 1200 words, shorter than most of the other chapters in this series)

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"Dada, play! Pleaseeee!" Virgil was definitely a little bigger than he usually was while regressed. He was also very playful, to say the least.

"Baby, it's bedtime, come on." Roman knew Virgil to not defy him much at all, so he expected that he'd be able to push bedtime just a little bit, and Virgil would give in. Virgil sat on his knees in his bed. He wore his day clothes still, which was his light purple onesie paired with black overalls.

"Dada pretty," Virgil stood up on the bed, distracting himself and putting his hand on Roman's face. He shyly complimented Roman a lot, just because Roman is who he had to look up to while little, and he found it nice to compliment him. Roman thought it was very sweet.

"Thank you very much baby. Now lets get you out of these overalls and brush your teeth!" Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil's waist, so that the boy faced him and couldn't move much.

"Don't wanna!" he whined, managing to wiggle out of his arms and go to the other side of the bed. He bounced in place after sitting down, giggling a bit.

"Darling, don't you wanna cuddle and listen to your baby music? And I could even tell you a story!" Roman offered, thinking the extra story would make him agree.

"Oh..." Virgil gave a pout, thinking for a moment.

"We will have all the time in the world tomorrow to play together, baby bat! For now though, playtime is over," Roman said, coming over and sitting next to Virgil. He wrapped his arm around Virgil's shoulder. Virgil pushed his arm off and crossed his own arms.

"No."

Roman almost had the urge to laugh, just from some sort of shock. He looked at Virgil, processing his actions and trying to determine if that was real.

"What was that, honey?" Roman spoke softly and sweetly, trying to remain caring and restrain from being overly harsh on the boy.

"No, no, no! Not sleepy!" he shouted, getting off the bed and running to hide behind something. He settled on his closet door, not shutting it completely and only peeking out behind it a little.

"Virgil, do we shout when we get upset?" Roman asked simply.

"Um...no?" Roman heard Virgil's high pitched voice from behind the closet door. He was hoping he'd be able to coax him out without having to force him to get out.

"That's right. I understand that you want to play, and that you don't feel sleepy, but you know the rules. If you really don't feel tired yet, we can run a bath and let you play in there. Baths always make you sleepy," Roman was having a hard time scolding him at all.

"But I thought it was bedtime?" Virgil peeked his head out more, his face showing fear and guilt.

"Yes, it is. But a small bath is always good, and it wouldn't take long."

Virgil looked down, nodding.

"Baby, come here please." Roman shifted, opening his arms with a motion. Virgil slowly came out, going back over to the bed and sanding in front of Roman. Roman gave a light nod, and he climbed up into his lap.

"Remember what we talked about?" Roman questioned.

"Um...about how I should tell you how I feel so that we can make co..comp-compromises?" he stumbled over the last word, and Roman nodded.

'That's right, baby. You being playful and not wanting to sleep yet is understandable, but if you were to tell me that you just weren't tired yet, maybe I would've offered the bath before you snapped at me." Roman could tell  Virgil was getting to that point where he felt overly guilty, he got the same way when he was little.

The difference was, Roman was bratty all the time, and usually it was direct acts of defiance, and it took him longer to get to that guilty stage. Virgil, however, rarely broke rules, and when he did, it was almost always him not knowing how to communicate his feelings or what he wanted. He'd snap, or stomp his foot, or just not listen because Roman wasn't understanding him, or he was mad and didn't know how else to show it. And for Virgil, that after-state of guilt and regret comes immediately.

"So next time what are you gonna try to do better?" Roman asked, looking at Virgil, who was in his lap. Roman has assumed Virgil was just trying to avoid going to bed to keep playing, but he did know that Virgil did have genuine issues sleeping well, and that sometimes he just wasn't tired. In those cases, he needed help getting sleepy. It was hard to tell the difference between Virgil just wanting to play, and him probably not being tired enough to actually sleep yet.

"Tell you that I'm not sleepy yet and that..and dat-" Virgil cut himself off, sniffling, obviously trying to choke back tears. He looked down. Roman wrapped his arms around his waist and squeezed him into a soft hug. He kissed the side of Virgil's head.

"Oh, Vee. I love you so much, you know that, right?" he sighed, looking at him. If the boy felt so guilty over one little shout and a few bratty actions, then Roman probably didn't have to worry about much other behavioral issues in the future. Virgil nodded, rubbing beneath his eyes.

"Daddy mad?" he mumbled, looking down and putting his hands on top of Roman's. The soft innocence in his voice had Roman feel bad for even trying to push bedtime so much in the first place.

"Daddy isn't mad at you, Baby Bat. I promise," Roman let Virgil take his hand into his and start fiddling with it. He would take one finger at a time and lightly squeeze it, or tap it, or rub a pattern. It was something for him to do to help calm down anxiety. Logan had mentioned multiple times that this probably meant that Little Virgil needed some sort of stimming toy, or just something he was able to fiddle with when he got nervous. Roman knew he was probably right, especially when Janus spoke up too, but Big Virgil always insisted that it wasn't needed.

"Pwomise?" Virgil's voice was very much littler. He looked up with glossy eyes at Roman.

"I'm not even upset, Little Angel." Roman felt Virgil melt into his touch more.

"I in trouble?" he asked, looking down at Roman's hands again and continuing to fiddle with his fingers.

Roman looked at him, "No, baby. Remember your rule list?"

Virgil nodded a bit. "Your only two punishments are timeouts and talking to me about what you did, which we've already done. You're not in trouble anymore, baby."

Virgil seemed relieved at that, leaning into Roman's touch more. "Now, how does that bath sound?" Roman questioned. Virgil giggled as Roman lifted him up and put him on his feet.

Roman was right, a quick bubble bath, with kids strawberry scented body wash, was enough to make Virgil sleepy. He played in the bubbles, and giggled a lot when Roman told him not to splash to much. And before either of them knew it, Virgil was cuddled up next to Roman, fast asleep.. 

A/N: Little Remus.

that's all you need to know.

also though, I was thinking I could start doing more shippy/romantic stuff when the sides aren't regressed? like since the beginning of this, logicality and prinxiety have been a part of this story but I don't really talk about their relationships outside of regression?? so lmk how you feel about that.

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The next morning, after the whole situation with Little Patton throwing a fit, the other four sides came over. Virgil and Roman invited the two dark sides to come over for the day just as they were getting ready to leave.

Roman ended up sleeping in Virgil's old room with him, while Janus and Remus eventually went back down to their own rooms before falling asleep. They entered the house the next morning, absolute silence filling the house. Logan was usually awake by now, either making breakfast for little Patton, or big Patton making breakfast for him.

But, neither of them were in the commons or the kitchen. "What if they dieddd?" Remus joked, in his usual intrusive manner.

"They didn't die, you disturbing rat. They're probably in one of their rooms," Roman rolled his eyes, shoving his brother to the side uselessly and going towards the entrance of the hallway.

"Roman, there was no reason to insult or push your brother." Virgil spoke, giving him a look. It almost felt the same as when he scolded him while little. Roman rolled his eyes.

"You have no authority over me when I'm not mentally seven. I can do whatever I want," he entered the hallway and left before Virgil could say anything else. Virgil rolled his eyes, following Janus as he lead the other two to the hallway as well. You could hear Roman's audible 'awe' as he stood at Logan's bedroom doorway.

Looking in, you could see Patton sitting upright, with his back against the headboard next to Logan. Logan had his arm loosely wrapped around his shoulders. Patton wore a pale blue onesie, and he held his rattle. He had a pacifier sitting in his mouth, and he looked very peaceful. Logan was giving Patton his usual endearing and caring look, and the whole sight was precious.

"What color is that, baby? Are you big enough to say it?" Logan urged, pointing to part of the page in the book Patton held in his lap. Patton looked at it, trying his hardest to pronounce the word.

"Ello!" he squeaked.

"Good job, baby! You're so smart," Logan kissed his forehead softly, before preparing to continue on. Patton excitedly shook his rattle, giggling. "Does that make you happy, little one?" Logan gave a soft chuckle. Patton had reacted well to the praise, excited and happy that his Papa was proud of him.

Patton gave a quick nod, and Logan smiled at him again. "Papa, Papa!" when Patton spoke outloud, his statements always sounded closer to babbles then whatever he was actually trying to say, but Logan understood this one because of Patton pointing towards the door.

"Oh, hey." Logan spoke softly, obviously just a bit embarrassed that all the others had seen that. It's not like they didn't know that he constantly gave Patton a lot of affection, but it was still weird because he had thought no one was watching him.

"Hey, Logan. We ended up staying the night at the tower, and we invited Jan and Remus over for the day, so we just wanted to let you guys know." Virgil gave a soft smile to Patton, who leaned into Logan's side more. He seemed a bit shyer, but not to much.

"Alright, I'll bring Patton out there in a bit. I'll probably make dinner tonight, because our designated cook happens to be a baby right now," Logan explained, patting Patton's head softly.

Before the other four left the bedroom door, Janus gave a little soft wave to Patton, who tried to wave back but ended up shaking his rattle instead. Janus chuckled, going into the kitchen with Virgil, while the twins occupied the commons.

Roman tapped away on his phone for a bit, while Remus kinda sat, sulking a bit. He almost looked disappointed, or maybe anxious? Roman couldn't quite tell, but whatever it was, his brother definitely wasn't happy. "Hey, what's up? Are you okay?"

Remus seemed to snap out of a trance, his eyes priorly focusing on a white sippy cup that was left on the table. He seemed to not even realize what he had been looking at, lost in thought. "Oh, what did you say?" he asked Roman to repeat himself. Roman went to do so, but Remus seemed to process what he had said and replied.

"Oh! Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" Remus asked, feigning a confused look. Pretending his far-off glance and distressed look gave Roman nothing to worry about.

"You just seemed...I don't know, like anxious about something? You're always talking and saying what's on your mind, but you just went quiet and seemed stressed out." Roman explained softly, looking at him in a still-concerned way. Remus seemed to have been tense, he tried his best to relax, and let himself lean back into the couch cushions.

"I'm okay, Ro. Promise," It was a painfully bad lie, and Remus cringed at his own words.

"Talk to me, Re." Roman was being serious, coming closer to him so that he didn't have to talk to loud. No one else would have to hear him.

Remus sighed, looking up at him. His eyes had been casted downwards priorly. "I just don't wanna have to be quiet all day. Patton is little, and I'm not supposed to say anything weird around the littles but I don't think you guys understand how hard that is-" his talking speed up, and his voice seemed panicky. Not quite comparable to Virgil when he had panic attacks, but comparable to Roman's rushed and teary-eyed apologies when he felt guilty while little. He took a deep breath, and Roman spoke before he got the chance to continue his rambling.

"Hey, calm down. You're okay, I promise," Roman instructed. Remus paused, nodding and taking a few slow, calming breaths. "Now, I know that it's hard to filter your thoughts out so that whatever you say is acceptable around littles, but no one is gonna get mad at you if you do mess up, okay?" Roman tried to be reassuring. The only times he really had to comfort someone was when Virgil was either having a panic attack (which resulted in regression most of the time), or when Virgil was little and upset. So he tried his best not to speak like he would to a toddler, but that's all he knows.

"Last time I just gave up and stayed quiet until we left. That's what I do every time, I ask you to go somewhere else with me, or I stay silent the whole time. I don't like being quiet." He whined at the end of his statement, seemingly working himself up over something that hadn't even happened yet.

One thing Roman knew, something him and Remus shared, they didn't like being quiet. Unless they were doing something where they were voluntarily quiet, not speaking their mind was something that was hard for them. They were both creativity, they constantly had thoughts and ideas running through their heads, and their purpose is to share them.

"How about we go somewhere else? We can always go make a new building or something somewhere in the imagination. You can be as loud as you want, and you don't have to worry about anything." Roman offered, Remus shaking his head.

"Is okay." he mumbled, startled when Logan and Patton entered the commons. He whimpered a bit, sinking into the couch behind him. Roman definitely seemed suspicious of this, not in a judgmental way, but in a curious way.

"Hello, Roman and Remus." Logan greeted, sitting down next to Patton's play mat. Patton clumsily sat on it, setting his rattle down. He still had his pacifier in his mouth, and he still looked very, very small. The only difference between Patton's voluntary regressions (When Logan babied him, or when Patton triggers the headspace himself), and his involuntary ones (When he gets to stressed, or suddenly falls into the headspace), is that he can pull himself out of the voluntary ones at any point. He woke up little the day prior, and voluntarily regressed again because Logan was still in caregiver mode.

Roman greeted him back, while Remus gave a soft wave rather then a verbal reply. "Remus, are you okay?" Roman asked again. Remus shrugged a bit, starting to twirl his white piece of hair between his fingers. "That's not a real answer, Re."

"I'm fine, Ro." Remus replied in a slightly high-pitched voice. He was acting like the other sides did when they were close to regressing. That in-between state of slight shyness, not knowing whether they should let themselves regress or not, all while just wanting someone to hand them little gear and give them cuddles.

Remus, personally, felt really, really off. His head felt fuzzy, like he couldn't think straight. Every thought he had was childlike and weird. Where was the gross thoughts about murder and death?

"Remus, are you alright?" Logan hadn't been paying attention to their conversation, playing with Patton. He had glanced up, and he saw the boy closing in on himself, almost hugging himself.

Remus didn't reply, looking at Patton. He didn't wanna be quiet, but he did care about Patton. And he knew saying weird things would upset him, even if Patton didn't fully understand what he was talking about. "Hey, Remus. Are you verbal currently?" Logan asked, Patton now looking concerned. He seemed to be thinking, mentally backing himself out of his baby mindset.

Remus looked confused, looking down at his lap with a childish innocence. At some point within the last few moments, Virgil and Janus exited the kitchen and stood in the doorway, watching the situation from where Remus couldn't see them.

Remus replied after a moment, "I can talk." His voice was pretty level, but it seemed like he was forcing it a bit. Like he was forcing himself to talk in a "big voice".

"Okay, are you regressing?" Logan asked blatantly, waiting for a response. Remus curled in on himself again, bringing his thumb to his lip without responding at first.

"Think so..." he mumbled eventually, to were only Roman could hear him clearly.

"I'm gonna go get changed," Patton said suddenly, standing up and going to leave.

"Wait, you're big now?" Logan asked. Patton nodded before replying.

"Take care of Remus, I'll be back."

It was shocking how quick Patton could back himself out of his headspace in favor of helping Remus. Of course, he had been voluntarily regressed, but even then, he usually never forces himself out of headspace for anything. But right now, Logan didn't comment on it in favor of making sure Remus was all right.

"How old do you feel, bubba?" Roman questioned, Janus and Virgil now standing behind the couch. They gave each other a glance. Janus had mentioned the possibility of Remus, along with the other unknown dark sides, being regressors. And now, it was happening.

"Five?" he seemed questioning of his own statement, and just overwhelmed in general.

"That's okay, how about we get you dressed in something more kidlike? You can take anything from my closet," Roman offered, moving to stand up and reaching his hand out to help his, now little, brother up. Remus nodded in agreement, taking his hand and standing up.

"Hey, buddy. Are you hungry?" Logan asked before they left. Remus thought for a moment before nodding a bit. He was surprisingly quiet. Whenever anyone considered the possibility of Remus regressing, they pictured a hyper and fairly-bratty kiddospace little who doesn't like rules. Not an obedient, quiet, and somewhat shy five year old.

"Let Roman help you get dressed, and I'll have a snack ready for you when you get back, alright bubba?" Logan spoke softly, to the boy, who nodded a bit while chewing on his thumb. Roman softly guided him into the hallway, and the rest of the sides could hear Roman's door shut behind him. Within a few seconds, Patton came out of the hallway, dressed in his normal attire.

"So Remus is a regressor. Only slightly surprising," Logan commented.

"That makes all of us...kinda," Virgil replied, pausing and rethinking his statement halfway through.

"I mean, we don't know about the neutral sides. And the unknowns too, who knows for sure." Janus pointed out.

"We should start talking to the neutral sides, why don't we?" Patton looked to Logan, as if he'd know.

"The same reason we didn't talk to Janus or Remus, we don't know them and there's a risk that we wont get along." Logan reasoned, the other three nodding.

"Well," Logan spoke again after a few moments of silence, "I'm gonna go make the little duke a snack."

Patton nodded, giving Logan a small smile. Logan returned it before turning and disappearing into the kitchen.

"He's...quiet. You think that he's gonna stay like that, or is he just shy because this is his first time regressing?" Janus asked, looking at Patton, who shrugged.

"I don't know. I hope he's not as bratty as Roman." Virgil joked.

They kept talking for a bit until Roman stood in the entrance of the hallway, Remus hiding behind the wall where they couldn't see him. "And I present, the lovely, adorable, and kiddish..... Baby Remus!" he dramatically said, Remus giggling and coming out from behind the wall.

Patton started clapping playfully, which Virgil and Janus joined in on, causing Remus to smile and blush a bit. He was wearing a white shirt, with dark green overalls. His hair was messy, and the white streak fell over his eyes a bit with the rest of his bangs. Roman had helped his take of his makeup, and somehow, his mustache looked cute and fit perfectly with the kidish aesthetic his outfit pulled together.

"Awe, look at you! You're cute, aren't you?" Janus said. Remus nodded.

"Just cute, no scary." he confirmed.

"No scary?" Virgil repeated teasingly. Remus nodded.

"No scary." he repeated again in confirmation. Virgil seemed to hold an identical smile to Janus's endearing one, but neither got to respond because Remus was distracted by Logan bringing in a plate with snacks for him.

"Okay, you have to eat all the grapes before you can have the cookie, alright bud?" Logan asked, sitting the kiddy plate on the coffee table, Remus immediately sitting in front of the couch on the floor so that he could easily reach it.

"Okay, thank yous." he mumbled, before immediately shoving multiple grapes into his mouth.

"Make sure to chew your food, okay bubba?" Roman sat behind him, hoping he'd take his words into account. Remus nodded a bit.

Virgil took the remote and opened Disney+, looking for something Remus was sure to love. He pointed at the screen randomly while Virgil was scrolling through the movies. Virgil paused, and Remus shook his head. Virgil went back one, landing on "Lilo and Stitch". Remus looked behind him with a pleading pout.

"Okay, okay, no need to pout. I'll play it!" he laughed, and Remus looked back towards the screen as Virgil played it.

They'd talk about this later, work out what Remus's headspace range was, who'd care for him when he regressed. But all of that was for later. For now, they were going to watch a simple childrens movie and hopefully get to know Little Remus.

Now that the six of them were all confirmed regressors, you'd think that that'd be the end of the story. But there was definitely more to come.

Thing would change for them real soon, a lot more then they could ever predict.

Patton was curled up next to Virgil, both having been regressed the night prior. Patton wore a pastel blue onesie,and fluffy white socks. His white kitten pacifier was in his mouth, and he had his head laying on Virgil's chest.

Virgil wore black shortalls, with a light purple shirt underneath. No pacifier, but he had his arms wrapped around Patton. Roman and Logan found that when they regressed together, Virgil took over a caring-type role, but in a childish manner. Sort of like an older brother. Logan and Roman found this amusing, and heart-warming.

Logan walked into the commons, taking his place next to the half-asleep Roman, handing him a red mug of coffee.

"Y'know, that day..when Virgil was acting "weird" and all, I didn't think it would lead to this." He motioned around himself, at the two boys on the other side of the couch.

Roman spoke softly and quietly, as to avoid waking Virgil and Patton. "I know," Logan breathed out, "But I'm glad it did. Thomas is doing a bit better all across the board, and all of us are happier..it's a good thing."

Roman nodded, hesitating before he continued. "I know that us all regressing it helping Thomas..but what do you think he'll think of it? And also the fans...he overshares his problems online, to a whole crowd of people. Who's to say he won't reveal our regression to them? If he doesn't judge, then someone in the comment section will."

"You're starting to sound like anxiety," Logan joked, causing him to smile. "But seriously, about what Thomas will think? Well, we all are acceptive, so that means his mind thinks it's okay, so he might be confused at first, but he probably won't be against it. Second off, if we ask him not to say anything to his fans, he won't."

Roman nodded, accepting the reassurance before speaking again. "I-i was just a bit worried about that, that's all. You're the logical one, I figured if I talked to my boyfriend, I'd get negativity all around. And if I talked to Patton.."

"Overwhelming positivity," Logan completed, and Roman nodded again, his only verbal response being a mumbled 'mhm'. After a few moments, Logan spoke again.

"You wanna know something I've noticed?"

"Shoot,"

"None of us ever established caregivers, or any sort of official rules," he chuckled, "we just all sort of trusted the person we were closest to, and that was that."

"Yeah..you're right. I mean, maybe we were waiting until all of us had regressed, or just waiting to see how many of us were actually littles," Roman vaguely motioned to him, "so we could kind of figure out our dynamic, I guess. So far, all I see is that, when someone regressed, they go to their boyfriend, and if they are unavailable or little, then another person takes care of them. We are all..sort of each others caregivers, as far as I can tell."

Logan nodded, "you're not wrong."

Roman went to go say something until Logan was distracted by the adorable sound of Patton waking up.

"Papa?" Patton sat up slowly, rubbing at him eyes, pulling his pacifier out of his mouth. He yawned and put it back in, glancing around hurriedly for his stuffed animal. Logan was quick to get up, locating it and handing it to him. Patton buried his face in it's fur, humming thankfully. After a few moments, he made grabby hands towards Logan.

Logan knew what he wanted, picking him up and walking back to the couch where Roman sat. "Still feel little, baby boy?" Logan asked, setting him in his lap and wrapping his arms around his waist. Patton kicked his feet with a playful squeal, nodding his head. His smile dropped.

"M' I to much..I-i can be big!" he offered, and Logan shook his head quickly.

"No, no, no, Pat. I was just curious to see if I'd have a baby for the morning or not, it's alright. You're so cute,"

Roman rolled his eyes, directing his attention to Virgil, who was waking up slowly. "Hey, Vee. Sleep well?"

Virgil nodded slowly, getting up and coming to hug Roman, still half asleep.

"How about you, are you still little?"

"nuh-uh!" he denied quietly, and Roman only laughed and moved to kiss his forehead.

"How old are you, darling?"

"Big," he looked so serious, attempting to convince him.

"But babyy," Roman pretended to pout, tapping the button of his nose. "What if I want to cuddle with Toddler Vee?"

Virgil went from shy to giggly and shy. "You're silly, dada," he mumbled, and Roman did a double take.

"what did you just say?"

"N-nothing," Virgil assured, summoning his black bear and hiding his face in it.

"Wait, no! Say it again," Roman urged, and Virgil shook his head. Roman resorted to tickling his sides, and Virgil giggled.

"Dada, no! Stooppp!" he whined, and Roman smiled.

"See, that wasn't hard, baby."

Virgil still looked shy, pouting a bit. Roman hugged him, kissing his forehead. "It's alright, Vee. It's very cute, I'm fine with it."

He blushed, looking down shyly. "What about we have some breakfast,hmm?" Roman looked to Logan, who was still babying Patton in his lap.

"Yeah, Thomas is making breakfast now,so we should too."

Roman agreed with Logan's words, getting up and taking his place at the stove. Usually, if Patton wasn't available to cook, then Logan would. But Roman could tell that Patton was regressed deeper, meaning that he needed more attention.

Patton clumsily followed Logan into the kitchen, and Logan instructed him to sit in his normal seat. But the baby pouted and whimpered, and Logan knew there was no point in arguing, pulling him into his lap. "When we eat,you have to go to your seat,alright baby?"

Patton shook his head quickly, causing Virgil to giggle. "Yes, you will," Logan assured, and Patton hummed out a few works quietly,

"Nuh-uh,don't wanna.."

It was muffled by his pacifier, but Logan understood. "Stop pouting and listen," he spoke, slightly harsher.

Patton whimpered,closing his eyes and going quiet. He sniffled slightly, and Logan quickly realized what he had done. It only took the slightest amount of anger, of annoyance, or anything that seemed harsh for the baby to cry.

Logan bounced his leg, distracting him while removing Patton's glasses. "Shh, it's okay. None of that, papa isn't mad at you,"

Roman busied himself while Logan handled Baby Pat, filling a bottle for Patton, and a sippy cup for Virgil.

"Sorry, papa. I move," Patton mumbled,trying to move out of his lap. Logan tightened his arms around his waist and shook his head.

"Careful baby, you'll hurt yourself. And you don't need to be sorry, I'm not upset with you," Logan assured, and Patton hummed, still obviously feeling bad.

Logan wiped the few tears from under Patton's eyes, kissing his cheek. Patton smiled, leaning into him. "Hmm? You like kisses?" Logan teased, repeatedly kissing the boys face, causing him to giggle. Within seconds of Logan's playful antics, Patton had forgotten all about his quick second of brattiness.

"Why are you so lucky? You get Patton,he's so easy to take care of," Roman smiled heartily, handing Logan the bottle, full of warm cinnamon milk. Patton absolutely loved it, making grabby hands towards the light blue bottle.

"Virgil isn't hard though, he's just shy, you just have to be comforting and figure out what's he needs. The only hard one is you," Logan didn't realize what he was saying, and he shut his mouth quickly, distracting himself by taking the bottle from Patton and helping him before he spilled it.

Virgil giggled again, while Roman playfully glared at him. This staring contest only lasted for a few seconds before Roman spoke. "So..today I really wanted to visit The Vineyard Village in the imagination, can you babysit Virge for me?"

"I suppose so," Logan sighed, and Virgil pouted.

"Dada's leavin'?"

Logan raised his eyebrow,asking a silent question that Roman understood, 'dada?'.

"I'll tell you later," he replied, turning back to Virgil. "Vee,I'll be back soon, for now you get to play with Baby Pat and Lo, mhm?"

Virgil protested,pouting and huffing, and resulted to a slightly harsher route. "Stop it,I'm only gonna be gone for a bit,"

"B-but-"

"Virgil."

Virgil absolutely hated that tone, so he shut up with a pout. Roman knew what would come next if he didn't give him a bit of affection, he kissed his forehead to make up for snapping. "I love you, Vee. More than anything,alright?"

"Love you too, dada," Virgil smiled slightly, and Roman swiped his sippy cup off the counter and gave it to him.

"Good baby," Virgil accepted the praise, kicking his feet.

Soon, breakfast was done,and Roman was leaving. Patton sat on the couch, amusing himself with the stuffed dinosaur that rattled. Virgil seemed annoyed by the sound, but he didn't do anything. Patton was giggling and being adorable, Virgil couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

"Virgil should be good, I've never had to go farther than just a stern tone with him. If you have to be stern, give him lots of affection after, okay? I'm also giving you the authority to put him in timeout, but I doubt that'll be needed."

Logan chuckled at his rambling, practically pushing him out of the door. "It's gonna be fine, I know how to deal with a little."

Roman hesitantly nodded. "You know..I could just wait until Vee is big before I go-"

Logan blocked him from re-entering the home, cutting him off. "Just go,"

Roman sighed, finally leaving. Logan closed the door behind him and approached the couch. Patton seemed content with his stuffed dinosaur (the noise was annoying, even accompanied by Patton's adorable giggles and babbles), so Logan crouched down in from of Virgil.

"Hey Vee,"

"..hi Lo.."

"How old are you feeling, Virge?" Logan asked.

"Five? I don't want a sippy cup anymore," his voice was more normal, but still little. The lack of Roman, along with his personal anxiety, was affecting his headspace age.

He handed Logan the sippy cup, "You sure, bud?"

Virgil nodded, and Logan slowly took the cup. "You know, you're allowed to be little without Roman here,"

"N-no, I'm to much. A-and only Ro knows how to..how to..." Virgil seemed to have somewhat of a difficult time forming his words. Logan waited for Virgil to speak, encouraging him to go on. "Take care of me, you already have Pat, don't wanna be to much..."

"Virgil....you can't help feeling little, okay? Yes, you might be able to control it better than the others, but you still need to use it to help yourself. It's a good thing, and you won't be "to much" for me. I promise,"

Virgil didn't seem convinced, and Logan rolled his eyes, realizing the only way to persuade a five year old. He held out a pinky, and Virgil giggled, locking his into Logan's.

"So...a certain birdy told me that you like scooby doo, is that true?"

Virgil smiled, bouncing in place, giggling. "Yes, yes! I wanna watch ittt!"

This wouldn't be so hard, right?

A/N: The first chapter was kind of an intro, so there's a bit of a timeskip between that chapter and this one. it's no more then a month, I just wanted to mention it because some things happened during that time that will be explained throughout this chapter.

also this chapter features kid!logan being excited about science stuff+being a good big brother to Virgil.

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"Kiddo, you're going to make a mess!" Patton commented, looking at Logan, who wore gloves, science goggles, and had a whole set up at the dining room table.

"That's what the tray is for, Daddy!" Logan explained in his kiddish voice, pointing to the metal tray that was meant to catch the extra foam when he added the vinegar to the baking soda. He had some baking soda inside of a glass cup, and another cup with some vinegar in it. Patton saw how excited he was when he saw the science experiment on youtube, Logan was so quick to ignore anything Patton had to say in order to set up the experiment.

"Okay, I'm gonna pour it in now!" he told Patton, taking hold of the glass of vinegar and tipping it above the cup of baking soda.

"Do a dramatic countdown!" Roman interrupted, entering the dining room/kitchen to come watch Logan do his little experiment. Virgil was trailing behind Roman. They sat at the table, Virgil in between Patton and Roman.

Logan rolled his eyes, "Why?" he asked.

"It's simply necessary. You're gonna make something like fizz up or whatever, right?" Logan nodded in an annoyed way, ready to start.

"Okay well it's like a bomb countdown, you have to do a dramatic countdown before something cool happens!" Roman explained.

"Oh...okay!" Logan agreed, taking a second to readjust the cup in his hand and to tip it above the other cup. "Five," Roman joined in, "Four, three," this is where Patton and Virgil jumped in. "Two...."

"One!" the liquid dissolved the powder in a few seconds, and the substance foamed up and bubbled over the rim of the cup, oozing down onto the tray. Logan giggled, backing up a bit and clapping his hands.

"Daddy, can I do it again?" Logan questioned, looking at his caregiver with a hopeful look. Patton gave a soft nod before speaking,

"I don't see why not."

Logan did the experiment a few times over, giggling and clapping his hands, practically bouncing in his seat each time. Patton thought it was adorable how excited he was about this. "Why does it do dat, Lo?" Virgil asked after watching in awe the first few times.

"It's a chemical reaction! When these two," he pointed to the box of baking soda, and the bottle of vinegar, "mix together, they fizz up because it becomes a unstable substance." he explained,excited to try and teach Virgil something.

Virgil seemed confused, obviously a bit younger then Logan was at the moment. "They don't go together well, so they kind of try to separate, and it makes it fizz up and stuff!" he tried to simplify it, and Virgil understood a bit more. "Do you wanna try to do it?" Logan offered, a slight shyness to his voice. Virgil looked up at him with curious and excited eyes.

"Can I do it, Roro?" Virgil pleaded, looking up at his own caregiver, kind of pouting in an attempt at convincing him.

"Go ahead, baby. Just be careful," Roman nodded, and Virgil quickly went around the table to sit next to Logan.

Over the past six or so weeks, whenever the two boys regressed together, they began to adapt a sibling-like bond. Logan was always older then Virgil was, and would guide Virgil through simple things that he could understand. And if Virgil was to little to learn anything, he'd play a simple game. He really liked being the big brother.

Not being the mentally youngest one there helped him feel less vulnerable for some reason, childish but not the littlest. It was comforting to him, and helped him feel better about regressing when someone else was too.

"Okay, watch me." he instructed. He took the spoon from the box of baking soda and scooped a bit of it into the cup. "When you take this glass," he pointed to the one with the clear liquid in it, "and pour it into here," he motioned back to the powder-filled glass, "they'll mix and fizz up. Put on these gloves." Logan pulled two gloves from the box that was off to the side of everything else, taking off his goggles while Virgil busied himself with the gloves.

"Vee, let me help!" he offered once he realize he was having trouble. He set his goggles on the table, helping Virgil pull the plastic gloves onto his hands. Once that was done, he stretched his goggles over Virgil's head, letting Virgil adjust them on his face.

"Whoa!" he giggled as Logan put them on his face, Logan smiling at him.

"You need to protect your eyes, because that stuff will hurt them." he explained, in a soft, but still kiddish voice. Virgil nodded, reaching out for the cup of vinegar. "Okay, are you ready?"

Virgil nodded again, tipping the cup slightly above the other one. "Three, two..." Roman and Patton counted with Logan.

"One!"

The room filled with Virgil's giggles and Logan's excited clapping and squealing. "Wasn't that awesome?" Logan asked in excitement. Virgil nodded excitedly.

Logan looked at him, and they locked eyes. "Again!" they said in unison, bursting out into giggles right after.

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Patton and Roman didn't quite understand why they were so entertained by such a simple experiment, but the boys were having fun and being cute together, so they obviously didn't protest. Once that was over, the boys moved to the living room to play.

"That's...um, Daddy? How do you say it?" Logan was trying to flip through a book with Virgil, mostly being the one to read it. Patton looked over his shoulder, squinting slightly at the word on the colorful page. "Especially."

"Es-pe-shi-lae?" he sounded out, attempting to copy Patton's pronunciation.

"Es-pesh-ially," Patton broke it down farther, and Logan tried again.

"Especially!" he tried, smiling when he got it right. He looked back down to the page. "Especially Sarah, the boy said..." He continued

He kept reading through stories at Virgil's request, because that's what big brothers should do, right? He didn't know for sure, but he was having fun. Seeing Virgil get excited about things in the stories, or coo over animated animals within the books pages, made Logan happy. He made Virgil happy by reading the stories to him, and knowing that made him happy and excited.

And he was even more happy when Patton and Roman began to praise him after Virgil settled down for a nap. "It was really nice to let Virgil play with you, and do the science experiment earlier. I'm so proud of you, Little Scholar." Patton spoke to him softly, giving him a kiss on his forehead and making him blush from the praise.

"Thank you, Daddy..."

Okay, so maybe Logan called Patton 'Daddy', like every chance he got. He was just really excited to have a caregiver now, and honestly really proud of himself for having the courage to ask Patton about it. He started the conversation when he was already somewhat slipping, and Patton was more then glad to officialize it.

Patton knew this, and thought it was adorable, so he always replied with an adorable nickname.

"You're welcome, Little One."

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"So....um, do you know what an agere sibling is?" Virgil questioned. Both of the men were big now, a full day after the morning of the science experiment. Logan nodded quickly, internally hoping that Virgil was getting at what he thought.

"Yes, I'm aware of the term. Littles will often befriend another regressor who is willing to play a sibling role while they are both in their headspaces," he replied, taking a sip out of his mug of coffee. Patton and Roman weren't there to hear the conversation.

"Yeah, exactly! Roman kinda told me that I should ask you about this because I was wondering, and you kinda already do what an older brother would while we are little because you usually are older then me and you're actually really sweet and nice and you teach me about stuff and I really like that-" Logan cut off his run-on sentence rambling with a response.

"Yes, I'll be your older brother while we are regressed." he replied, making Virgil smile.

"Uh, thanks?" Virgil didn't really know what to say, he wasn't used to talking about his littlespace much while he wasn't in it.

Logan chuckled, "You're welcome. I'll inform Patton later today,"

"I'll do the same with Roman." Virgil nodded. It was a bit tense, but they also gave each other soft smiles that made it all better. Logan started talking about adult things, changing the subject so that they were more comfortable.

And while Logan was acting like it was no big deal, he was definitely excited about officially being able to call himself the big brother.

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A/N: Okay so two chapters in one day? that's cool. I have so many ideas for this story, I just wanted to write out the intro chapter+also show how Virgil and Logan interact while regressed (it varies depending on they're ages but I wanted to show a taste, y'know?)/and how they became brothers. Also, big virgil and logan are kinda awkward right now but mostly because they are a little uncomfortable/tense while they're talking because it's different for them.

Here’s the story description+wattpad cover before you read the first chapter!!:

“Patton was spending every second he could learning about Logan.  Little Logan and Big Logan alike, both of them were definitely worth his time.  He's always wanted to be a dad, and playing the role for the little logical side came so easily for him. And the fact that he was slowly falling for Big Logan just made him all the more interested Maybe Logan hadn't been a regressor quite as long as Virgil had, but the coping skill definitely helped him just as much. From being a hyper toddler who just wants to read a children's book about space, to being a fourteen year old that is only interested in Sherlock and Netflix, every second is an adventure with a little who probably has a larger vocabulary than you do. So tag along for adventures, with two littles and two carers. A sibling like bond between the regressors, a secret shared between the sides. Prepare for a wild ride, because this is the beginning of a brand new life. Little Logan, no matter what age he was regressed to, would and always will be Soft, Cute, and Far Smarter Than You.”

Virgil felt so lonely and confused when he woke up in babyspace that day. Like, crashing within the lowest range of his headspace ages, lingering at around two years old, barely able to talk. He knew that Patton and Logan were in the imagination, and that Roman had cleared time for writing with Thomas. Meaning that he was alone in the core side Mind Palace.

He was so used to being taken care of, it felt weird trying to take care of himself. He opened the refrigerator, sighing in relief when he saw a sippy cup full of cinnamon milk, with a note on it.

'Incase Little Vee takes over while I'm gone. There is goldfish crackers on the counter, and applesauce in here-Roman and Patton'

He smiled, locating the little bowl, covered in stars, pulling the plastic lid off to get into the applesauce. He found a spoon and sat at the kitchen table, swinging his feet and humming as he ate. He didn't wanna do much until someone got back, he didn't want to make a mess or break any rules, even if his carer wasn't here. He thought back a few months, before he had told Roman and the others, when he hid away in his room and regressed all by himself. He thought back even farther to when Deceit took care of him. He whimpered at the mix of nostalgia and loneliness he felt. He climbed off of the chair and left the bowl there, his eyes filling up with tears.

He found his stuffed bear, sniffling and burying his face in it's fur. Loneliness was much to overwhelming for little Virgil, it why he was always cuddled up to somebody. He know that if he really needed it, he could call Patton and Logan. But he didn't want to interrupt their adventure. He didn't feel like getting his pacifier, he just curled up on his bed, holding his stuffed animal close. One of his rules was that he had to ask for something when he needed it, but no one was there to give him the affection he needed.

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"And where do you think you're going, mister?" Remus blocked the door of the Dark Side Tower, not letting Deceit out of the commons.

"I know the rest of the core sides are busy, I just want to check on Virgil," he muttered. Deceit had no intention of interacting with Virgil for long, he just wanted to drop in, torment him a bit.

Remus deemed this response acceptable, sliding out of the way and letting Deceit out. "I'll probably interrupt Roman's writing spree with some dark idea," he shrugged, and Deceit nodded.

Deceit walked for a few minutes, and soon the atmosphere lighting shifted from dark, to sunny. He had entered the main part of the mind, farther in the distance, he could hear Logan and Patton giggling about something. He sighed, now able to use his magic, though he wasn't great at good magic. He managed to sink out, and appear in the kitchen of the Mind Palace. This made him wonder if Virgil had gotten the hang of light magic yet, as it was really hard to do in the dark corner of the mind.

"Virgilll!" he sang out, walking in the commons and noticing he wasn't there. He snapped his fingers and made his tune stop playing, "Vee?" he muttered.

He heard sniffling and whimpering coming from the bedrooms, and he hesitantly made his way towards the room he heard the noise from. "D-dee! Go away!" he heard a high voice sob out, obviously having trouble forming a sentence.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry for scaring you," he opened the door to see the anxious and mentally-two year old side crying, holding a bear close.

"I'm not gonna mess with you, I promise. I was coming to check on you anyway, to make sure you're okay," He hesitantly came closer to the bed. He knew, based off of Virgil's reaction, that he was uncomfortable. He didn't sit down or anything. "Are you just crying because I'm here? I-I'll leave, Baby Vee, if that's it."

All he wanted was for Virgil to be okay. "K-kinda, but also..lonely,' he mumbled, bringing his thumb to his mouth and looking down.

"D-do you want me to stay until someone comes back? Do the others know?" Deceit was thrown off, and he was only gonna do whatever Virgil was comfortable with.

"Others know, Roro is my dada," Virgil seemed to pipe up, giggling at that. "N' da others take care of me too, all da time," he blushed when he realized how much he was talking. Deceit was just glad to see the tears drying up.

"Well, I'm glad you have support, and people to take care of you," Deceit was trying his best to be soft, falling right back into his old caregivery ways. "Now, do you want me to stay, or go find one of the others for you?"

"N-no! Don't find others, Ro is workin' n' Lo and Pat having fun! I be fine..," he hesitated, looking at Deceit. "Y-you can stay." he decided.

Deceit nodded, "Okay. Have you eaten?" he was hesitant, but he sat on the end of the bed.

"Roro left applesauce for me..I didn't eat it all tho. When I eat I'm supposed to eat as much as I can, b-but I got sad and just wanted stuffie!" he defended, as if Deceit was gonna punish him.

"Are you still hungry, bud?" he asked, Virgil nodded a bit. "Lets go make something then."

Virgil got up, and Deceit pulled his hand away from his mouth. "If the others know, I'm assuming you have little gear? Do you have pacifiers?"

Virgil blushed, nodding and pulling the plastic box out from under the bed. It was full of decorated pacifiers. Okay, he may have been a bit spoiled, but he appreciated every single thing he was awarded with. Though, he did have an issue accepting awards without feeling like he didn't deserve it.

"Woah, there are a lot of pacis!" Deceit acted fake-shocked, causing Virgil to giggle and nod.

"Dada knows I like pacis, lots n lots, so when m' good he gets me dem! I also like decorating them with Roro when I big, he likes making cute pacis for me!"

Deceit was glad to know Roman was a good caregiver. "That's adorable, which one are you gonna use?"

Virgil pulled out a black one that had, that said 'cuddly baby' on the handle, with a animated baby-bottle as the center-piece. It was decorated in pastel and silver gems. "Woah, fancy. Very cute and set for a baby," Deceit booped his nose, causing him to giggle again before he popped it in his mouth.

Deceit turned on Sleeping Beauty in the commons, making sure he was comfortable, before going to the kitchen, washing out his bowl and leaving it in the sink. He found vanilla yogurt, knowing well that Virgil liked it.

Within a few minutes, he set a small bowl in Virgil's lap on the couch. "Uh..we don't eat anything dat you can spill on da couch, it's a rule because we're clumsy.."

"we're?" Deceit questioned. Virgil blushed and slapped a hand over his mouth.

"don't worry, tis a secret!" he remove his hand, pulling his pacifier out of his mouth, and doing all a two year old could do to avoid getting messy. Deceit saw in one of the cabinets, sippy cups and bottles in all different colors, most of them lining up with a specific side. He was pretty sure it was the others little gear.

"Hey, buddy, you don't have to tell me if you don't wanna. But, a-are the other sides littles too?" he asked.

"Don't think m' supposed to tell you-"

Both sides were scared when the prince like trait appeared in the kitchen. "Deceit?" Roman didn't seem mad, just really shocked and confused.

"No, no! Don't yell or make him goes away, I let him stay!" Virgil said. It was probably good it was Roman who came back first, not Logan or Patton. Besides Virgil, Roman was the most sympathetic to the dark sides.

Roman nodded lightly, scanning over Deceit with his eyes. "Care to explain why you're here though?"

"I knew everyone would be gone, I was gonna come check on him and mess with him. But he was crying, and little, and lonely and I didn't want to leave him. But I said I was only gonna stay until someone else got back, sorry," Deceit quickly got up, ready to leave.

"Wait, you know about age regression? You knew about Virgil?"

Deceit nodded silently, as if saying 'obviously'. Deceit's  voice was different, softer rather than extra, and he seemed more genuine. "How? He hasn't talked to you in months and as far as I know he's only been regressing for a few months."

Deceit faltered. "Oh..he probably didn't wanna worry you, but he's been regressing since about a year before he left the dark sides," Deceit admitted. For the first time in a while, Roman accepted what he said immediately as truth. He seemed shell-shocked, but not mad or upset.

"That makes sense, I guess. But, I'm back and while I might not mind you stepping in for Virgil, Patton definitely will. So, it's best you leave before they get back," Roman spoke hesitantly, but Deceit nodded and sunk out without another word.

Virgil whimpered when Roman looked at him, trying to hide in his hoodie, like he was scared of Roman. Roman came and sat next to Virgil. "Baby, I'm not mad at you. I was just confused and shocked...I know that it's in his nature to be villian like, but he does care about you and I know that. I'm glad you had someone to help calm you down," Roman softened his face, pushing his hood down.

"And, if Deceit agrees not to mess with you, maybe you can go talk to him when you're big. I want to see Remus anyways..." Virgil hugged Roman.

"B-but what about Lo n' Pat! Dey won't like dat,"

"If we wanna visit people we're close to, we have every right. Yes, they've done bad stuff to us in the past, but Remus is my brother, and I know you were close to Deceit."

Virgil nodded. Roman knew more than anything that his brother was trying to help Thomas in the only way he knew how, and he was created villainy. He was pretty sure that Deceit was the same way. They developed believing they had to be manipulative and such. If they toned it down, or were raised the same way the core sides were, they'd be totally different.

Virgil could change, why couldn't the other two?

Now, it was just a matter of convincing Logan and Patton that they weren't all bad.  

"What is it, Roman? Did I do something, what's going on?" Thomas seemed concerned and confused, waiting for Roman to respond.

"We can teach you more about it later, but me and the other core sides do this thing, called age regression. We sometimes go into a headspace where we are mentally younger,"

Thomas seemed to understand his words, and Roman continued, "A littlespace, is what's this is called. We mentally regress, all four of us to different ages. We do stuff a kid of that age would, we act like we're that age, and even use things someone of that age would. For example, Patton, Virgil, and Logan use adult pacifiers when they regress."

"I mean, okay? Why didn't you guys tell me before?"

Roman shrugged, smiling. "We were scared, I guess. We didn't want you to be weirded out by how we act, because it goes deep. Virgil calls me 'dada' when he's little, I'm his caregiver. But currently, I'm taking care of all three of them because everyone but me regressed."

"Oh..awww! Wait do I get to meet the regressed versions of Logan, Virgil, and Patton?" Thomas seemed excited, and Roman nodded.

"Yeah, when Logan's big I'll have him explain in more detail the terms and all, but for now, just go with it. Fair warning, they are sensitive, and shy. They really do act like babies. they're all mentally two or three right now."

Thomas nodded. Roman closed his eyes for a moment, popping out of the living room and into the mindscape commons. "Hey babies, I told Thomas!"

Roman hugged the anxious and scared Virgil, patting Patton's head, and ruffling Logan's hair. "He was fine with it, and he wants to meet you guys. So..let's go!"

Roman held Virgil's and Patton's hand, and popped up in Thomas's living room with them, and Logan appeared in a moment. Patton immediately had trouble standing, and sat criss-cross applesauce on the ground with a giggle. Logan avoided looking at Thomas, quickly pulling the red pacifier out of his mouth and putting it in the front pocket of his colorful overalls.

Virgil didn't take his pacifier out of his mouth, but he sat on the bottom steps and hid his face in his bear. "Boys, say hi," Roman instructed, and Patton only waved with an adorable giggle.

"H-hello.." Virgil stuttered, mumbling around his pacifier, hiding from the world behind his stuffed animal.

Logan only whined, finding himself to have a hard time speaking, looking to Roman. "Hi," he managed to squeak out.

"When they're this small, not only are they shy, but they have a hard time talking. Patton goes mostly nonverbal, but when he does talk its hard to understand. Only his caregiver, Logan, can clearly understand him, either way its adorable. Virgil usually can talk, he just has a hard time saying larger words, but he prefers not to. And, well, this is only Logan's second ever time regressing, so I'm not sure about him yet," Roman explained to Thomas, and Logan got shy when he was addressed.

"They're so cute!" Thomas squealed, looking at them.

"Aren't they? Well, I don't know how much we will be able to help with whatever you need...they're literally babies."

"My life problems can wait, I wanna get to know them, they're adorable!"

Roman laughed, "How about we hang out here? They're not gonna open up if we're just sitting here.."

"My house is yours, go on," Thomas motioned around him, and Roman stepped froward to make sure they were able to leave their spots.

"Okay, so we just finished breakfast, usually we find something fun for them to do. We've already watched cartoons today, and they're to little for crafts, they'd just make a mess..." Roman pondered, moving to pick up Patton. Thomas seemed shocked that he could just casually pick up someone the same size as him and rest him on his hip, but he didn't say anything.

Roman put Patton on the couch, then moving to help Virgil, and Logan insisting on walking on his own. Since he wasn't as clumsy as the other two, Roman let him walk on his own, holding Virgil's hand. Once they were all three on the couch, Patton whined, "What is it, baby?" Roman asked, and Patton didn't talk.

"I can't help you if you don't tell me whats wrong."

Thomas watched the interaction, "Maybe he needs a blanket?"

Roman looked to Patton, who nodded. "Alright, I'm gonna go back to the mindscape to get blankets, toys, their sippy cups and bottles, and other things. Watch them for a moment, help them pick out a disney movie, alright?"

Thomas had no idea what he was doing, but he nodded, and Roman disappeared. Virgil scooted closer to Patton, wrapping his arm around him and letting the slightly mentally younger boy cuddle closer. Thomas audibly 'awed' at the sight, sitting between the two of them, and Logan.

"What do you guys wanna watch?"

"Moana!" Logan called out quickly, which was his first time speaking since he nervously said 'hi' a little bit ago. He blushed and shied back, mumbling, "didn't mean to be loud.."

"It's okay," Thomas chuckled, "Are you two good with Moana?"

Patton clapped his hands, and Virgil nodded, so Thomas located the movie on Disney+. The first few minutes played before Roman came back with a box, and his arms full. Thomas got up to help him, taking the box and setting it on the ground. "I refilled their bottles and sippy cups, the blue sippy cup is for Logan, bottle for Patton, and the black sippy cup is for Virgil. He was using a bottle but I think he's a little bigger now," Roman handed him the liquid-filled bottles.

Thomas gave them to their respective owners, and Roman took the blankets and moved to give each of them a few. "You two can share my blankets, since you guys love it so much," Roman tucked the fluffy red blanket over Patton and Virgil, layering it with a white fluffy blanket.

"Fluffy!" Virgil squealed.

"Hey Vee, is it alright if I let Logan use your blankets?" Roman asked, and Virgil nodded. Logan attempted to take the blankets and cover himself, but Roman gave him a look, and Logan whimpered, but let him help. "You guys all have your pacifiers, sippy cups, and stuffies...I think that's all we need," Roman decided.

"wait, where's you pacifier, Lo?"

Logan pulled it out of his pocket with a huff, and Roman sighed. "Why aren't you using it, little one?"

Logan whimpered again, pouting as he hid his face in his octopus. "Are you being shy?" Roman teased with a smirk, reaching out his arms to place them on Logan's sides. He knew full well that all of the sides were ticklish, because Thomas was. He tickled the little's sides, and he giggled out. Roman took his pacifier by the handle, "Do you want it, or do you want me to put it in your room?"

Logan pouted, whining softly. "Open your mouth, ah!" Roman opened his own mouth, signaling what Logan was supposed to do. Logan giggled, mimicking his actions, and Roman took the chance the pop the pacifier into his mouth.  The boy scrunched up his nose and smiled, distracting himself with his stuffed animal.

"Okay but why were you scared to tell me, like, I could've been witnessed this adorableness! But nooo, you guys held out on me.." Thomas rolled his eyes, pretending to me annoyed.

"Just sit down and watch the movie with the babies," Roman instructed, and Thomas quickly obliged, taking his prior spot next to Virgil and Patton. Roman sat close to Logan, wrapping his arm around him.

This movie night would be just the beginning of Thomas getting to know the little sides, soon they will be less shy, and more silly.

Roman knew he had his hands full when both Virgil and Patton woke up little, and Logan was slipping, swearing up and down that he'd stay big. It wasn't long before he was little too.

At least all of them were regressed around the same age, about two. They all sat on the couch, still in their pajamas, with their pacifiers and stuffed animals. Patton's stuffed kitten, Virgil's black bear, and Logan's stuffed octopus. "Okay, you first," Roman helped Virgil up.

"You two, stay here and watch Disney, just shout my name if you need anything, alright?"

Logan and Patton nodded, already distracted by the episode of Mickey Mouse he put on.

Roman picked up Virgil, setting him on his hip, and carrying him to Virgil's bedroom. He set him on his bed. "Is today a onesie-only type of day, or do you want overalls?"

Virgil entertained himself by playing with Roman's hair. "Not the hair, darling," Roman moved his hand, kissing it lightly. "Hmm," Roman pondered, opening his closet, pulling out a tie-dye black, purple, and white shirt, and a pair of black shortalls.

He helped Virgil get dressed, sending him to sit on the couch. He pulled Logan away next, who didn't have much little clothes. Roman conjured a dark blue onesie, pairing it with red shortalls, which had a yellow pocket on the front. He liked the primary color theme, so he made a plain red pacifier appear for the boy. He figured that Patton wouldn't mind the gifts, because Logan needed little stuff anyways.

"Okay, time to get you dressed," Roman moved to help him, and Logan pushed his hands away.

"Do it myself," he said, huffing and pushing him away.

"What's one of your rules?"

Logan tilted his head, waiting for Roman's response. "Let people help you without protesting. Now, lift your arms, little one."

Logan pouted at his instructions, but did so. When he wasn't protesting, Roman managed to get him dressed in just a few minutes. "T-thank yous, Ro!" Logan squealed excitedly upon looking at himself in the mirror, adjusting the new red pacifier in his mouth.

"No problem, Lo."

Roman helped him out to the commons, sitting him on the couch. Unlike Virgil, Logan seemed to be a little more verbal, and less clumsy, but it was still easy to tell that he was regressed to a young age. Out of all of them, Patton had to be the least verbal, and the most dependant one, even though they were all nearing the same age.

Roman found the boy's yellow onesie, and his white fluffy socks. "Is this good, Pat?"

Patton bounced in place, squealing and making grabby hands. Roman had a harder time helping him get dressed because it was harder for Patton to balance, and understand Roman's directions. But, in no time, he was in the onesie, and the socks, pulling a small blanket around his shoulders.

Now, all three of them sat on the couch, having not moved while Roman was out of the room. "What do you three babies want for breakfast?" he asked, and only Logan responded.

"Yogurt!"

Roman nodded, "That's doable. Is everyone okay with fruit and yogurt for breakfast?"

The other two replied with a nod, and Roman opted to leave them to watch cartoons while he got everything together. Patton whined, making grabby hands towards Roman. And Virgil seemed pouty and sad. "What's wrong with you two?"

"Cuddles?" Virgil asked hesitantly, and Patton made puppy-dog eyes, asking for the same thing.

"Well, I'm so proud of you for asking, that was very brave. I know you get scared to do that sometimes, Vee."

Virgil shyly smiled, accepting the praise. "But how do I cuddle both of these adorable babies while making breakfast?" he pretending to ponder, causing the boys to giggle. Logan stayed quiet, watching the TV silently.

"How about, we all go to the kitchen, and I'll do my absolute best to give you all the cuddles you need?"

The two nodded, and Logan didn't want to be alone, so he did too. Roman picked up Patton, and held Virgil's hand, while Logan trailed behind. Roman sat Patton in his seat, helped Virgil sit on the counter, and Logan climbed up to sit on the table.

"Hey, did I say you could sit on the table?"

"N-no, but Vee's on the counter!" Logan protested, huffing as if it would make his point more solid.

"Because I'm right here to stop him from falling. But, just go ahead and stay there. If you do anything though, you have to go back to sitting in a chair, alright?"

Logan nodded in agreement to these terms, swinging his feet slightly. "Cinnamon milk for the baby," Roman sat one of Patton's bottles in front of him a few minutes later, "Sippy cup full of orange juice for Little Lo," he handed Logan a sippy cup with a dark blue lid, "And a bottle of grape juice for Vee."

The latter two had no problem taking their pacifiers out of their mouths and drinking their juice, but Patton pouted, knowing that Logan always fed him his bottle to avoid him spilling it. Especially when he was this small.

"Awe, baby, lemme help you," Roman rushed to his side, taking his pacifier by the handle and lightly pulling it out of his mouth, helping the boy get a grip on the bottle. "I have to get back to making breakfast, but I won't get upset with you if you spill a bit, so I think you're good to do this yourself, hmm?"

Patton nodded hesitantly, not knowing how else to communicate. Roman prepared small bowls of yogurt for all of them, moving between the boys to help them all eat. He had to wipe all of their faces down, because surprisingly, babies are messy when they eat on their own.

Just as he placed all the bowls in the sink, and is getting ready to turn on a movie for them, there is a Thomas Alert on the tv.

"All of us? Fuck fuck fuck, what do I do?" he mumbled the curse words under his breath in a panic. All the boys had spoken about this, and they agreed they would tell Thomas about their regression when the time came where they had to.

He didn't know how he'd be able to avoid telling him. "Hey, babies? So remember how we talked about telling Thomas about everything?"

Virgil looked so scared, like he was gonna cry. They all confirmed, but they all looked scared. Logan not as much as the other too. "I think we're gonna have to do that now. I know you're scared, but I don't think we can avoid it."

Roman kissed Virgil's forehead, hugged Patton, and ruffled Logan's hair. "I'm gonna go up first, and then I'll call you guys up, okay?"

They confirmed, and Roman popped up in Thomas's living room. "Finally, you guys took forever! Wait..it's only you?"

"Hi, Thomas."

"Hey Roman, where's the others?"

"I have something to tell you before they come..."