#human logic

The upside of this is you have the freedom to attempt to write it as you like.

I am VERY thankful I’m not a fan of Marvel.

Some context beforehand: In this AU Patton is a trans borrower and is 13, while Logan is a human college student and is 22.

Patton sat on the counter eating a cookie that Logan had left out for him. He smiled remembering that'd his friend would be home soon from college and they'd get to have some more fun together! He made quick work of the cookie, seeing as Logan had made it smaller than most cookies for Patton's sake. The borrower stood, preparing to go back into the walls to find something else to do while he waited for Logan, but soon paused. He felt this squeezing sensation on his back. At first, he thought he'd just worn the binder Logan made for him for too long again. So, he lifted his shirt and started the process of removing it. He sat down to wait for his back to stop hurting. Except it wouldn't. It just got worse the longer he sat there. He squirmed trying to stop it stretching his back and curling in on himself to stop the immense pain.

Eventually, the pain mixed with both the feeling of constipation and the urge to puke. Patton forced himself to stand, hating the sensation and began going towards his exit into the walls. He went to his wast area and tried to release what it felt like was being held in. Except nothing came out. He quickly became cold which made this terrible sensation worse, so he grabbed his trousers to put them back on. Not a second later did he throw them back down. His pants were covered in blood. He couldn't stop himself as he began to cry, due to only one explanation coming to mind.

He was dying.

There was no denying it. There was no other explanation. He was dying. He had to make sure Logan knew. He continued to cry as he put on another set of pants and dragged himself back out into the open. As soon as he was sure he was far enough he collapsed, curling in on himself, continuing to cry as he still wasn't sure what was happening.

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Logan walked up to his apartment, tired from his lack of sleep the night before. Last night he'd done nothing but study for a big exam he had today; he'd aced it but that did not make up for his lack of sleep last night. He lazily unlocked the door and entered, completely immersed with the idea of sleeping. Sure Logan had to make sure there was food for Patton but he could still borrow and if there wasn't anything Logan could just order delivery.

"Logan..." Patton mumbled after hearing the door, "Logan...!" He tried a little louder as the footsteps neared passing him.

Logan paused hearing the small voice. Worrying for his friend he followed it to find Patton curled up on the counter without his binder on.

"Patton, are you alright?" Logan inquired.

"I'm dying..." Patton mumbled with another wave of tears.

"Dying, but I do not understand. There was no food poisoning in the cookie, was there?" Logan had thought he'd cooked it the right amount of time but it was still possible his calculations were off and it'd hurt Patton.

"N-no, I... I don't think that was it." Patton curled tighter feeling another wave of pain overcome him. Logan gently lifted the borrower in his hands bringing him to where the first aid kit was located.

"Could you list the symptoms then?" He asked. Patton nodded.

"M-my back hurts, I feel like I need t-to poop o-o-or puke. U-Uhm, the-there was blood o-on my pants..." He stuttered through the list. Logan paused his steps when he heard about the blood. He knew what was happening now.

"Patton... Are you aware of what a period is?" This question caught the borrower off guard.

"N-no... Wha-what is it?" Patton tilted his head in confusion.

"Well, since you..." Logan didn't really know how to exactly phrase this "Were born female, you are subject to a menstrual cycle that affects you about every month called a period. It is, in simple terms, your body flushing out the wast product that was meant to be used to create the womb for a child and since there is no child there yet, that is what's causing this flush to happen. You are merely just experiencing some of the effects this cycle can have called contractions, or cramps as most females prefer to refer to this pain as." Honestly, Logan had completely forgotten that Patton was trans, in fact, he'd forgotten that the borrower had still been young enough to have still not experienced this; and although Logan would never admit it out loud, he silently thanked Roman for forcing him to hear all the conversations him and his theater friends had, which included this information and how to help.

"O-oh..." Patton muttered, taking in all the information, "S-so, this is going to happen again?" Logan nodded as a reply. Patton gulped, he didn't know if he could do this again, he was even still struggling with it now. Logan had turned around long ago, heading back to the kitchen. He set Patton back down on the counter, sadly watching bis small friend curl up again in pain. Quickly he got to work; first, he got out rice and a washcloth, using a rubber band to keep the rice inside, before putting it into the microwave (he had considered a heating pad, but concluded that this would be faster). Next, he retrieved some ibuprofen, crushing it up to get a piece small enough for the borrower. He handed the medicine to Patton with a bottle cal of water.

"Here, it should help," Logan said before Patton nodded, taking it. Patton swallowed and soon the microwave beeped. Logan retrieved the makeshift rice pack and help it out to the borrower. "Hold it on the place that hurts the most, this should help until the ibuprofen takes effect." Patton nodded and did as instructed, feeling relief with the heat that'd been added to his body. The borrower sighed as he fell asleep before Logan's eyes.

Logan sighed, glad that he could be of service. He began gently lifting Patton off the counter and brought him to his room with him. He set the borrower on his pillow and lay next to him at a distance. He gave a small smile at the form next to him. He hated that Patton had to go through feeling cramped but was glad that he had been able to help. That's all he wanted to do. Was to help, and to keep him safe. With that, he followed Patton to sleep, both feeling excited for the next day, and hopefully neither would feel cramped when it came.

human logic 101 🤔🌲

it’s the irony for me. there is something so peak boomer-core about a minion meme that actually makes a valid point while staring blankly into the abyss. we really be out here destroying the planet to write notes about how we shouldn't destroy the planet. it’s giving 2012 facebook energy but make it a social commentary. 💀

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