Summary: Every year, the sides go to Roman’s realm and spend a few days enjoying the snow. Well…most of the sides. Set pre-Accepting Anxiety
Pairing: None
Warnings: Angst, mentions of extreme cold, mentions of illness. Part 1/?
Notes: This story was inspired by @this-is-ske‘s artwork posted last holiday season! I started it back then and just hadn’t finished it, but decided to do so now. I know it’s rather unseasonable, but I was in the mood for some Virgil angst.
****Please go check out the drawing first!****
Virgil had never really understood the appeal of playing in the snow.
He himself had only ever been in the snow once. He had to understand it, if he was going to protect Thomas from its dangers. He’d come away from that experience with a short list of conclusions involving frostbite, illnesses, and slippery road conditions, but not much more.
The others were different. They were able to see something in the snow he didn’t–something fun, something interesting, something full of potential. Even Logan, whom Virgil would have thought wouldn’t be interested in such frivolities, apparently enjoyed their annual tradition of what Patton called the Sides’ Snow Day.
It happened every year in late December. In honor of the approaching holidays, Roman would conjure a huge blizzard in his realm on the night of the 18th. The sides would pack bags, head into Roman’s realm on the 18th, and be gone until the morning of 20th.
Well. Most of the sides.