AN: hi guys! i know this isn't the AU i normally write in but i'm doing this for a competition for Pengi11 for their birthday comp! happy late birthday. hope you enjoy it. this is just set normally in the mindscape. Thomas is turning 11

TW: an F bomb(sorry)

-Talented_trash

"Patton , something is different," Logan muttered as he stood up from his chair and started pacing between his desk and his bed.

"I know Logan, I can feel it happening. The whole mindpalace is filled with emotional energy." Although Logan would never admit it, he was always impressed by Patton. His power to sense emotions and in emergencies, alter them. "I wish I could find out where they're coming from, but they just seem to be all around." Logan stopped pacing and adjusted his blue bowtie.

"Is there any way you could calm the energy and then pinpoint it," he asked curiously before joining Patton, who was sitting on the floor.

"I guess I could try..But last time I tried to alter this much emotion it didn't go too goodly." Logna winced and ran his hand through his hair.

"Well not goodly. And you do not need to take all of it. Only enough to track the place where the emotions are streaming from." Patton nodded and pushed his glasses further up onto his nose. Closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath, a warm blue glow enveloped Logan's room, making the logical trait slightly drowsy. Patton continued to drain different emotions he sensed around the mind. Nervousness, excitement, confusion, panic. Most of it faded into a calm rest, but Patton left the most prominent emotions. He opened his eyes again and the glow immediately faded.

"Patton," Logan murmured as the drowsiness immediately left his body. Patton was slumped forward, breathing heavily and running his hand through his soft hair. "Patton? Is everything alright?" Patton giggled and nodded.

"It just takes a lot of energy ya know?" Logan once again winced at the other sides horrible grammar, but decided to ignore it.

"Yes. I do know. Did you manage to find where it's coming from?" Patton shook his head and took in another deep breath.

"I have to do that," breath, "after I drain the emotions." Logan nodded and stood up again.

"Do you need a second?"

"No.." Patton stood up and swayed slightly, but his breathing was normal again. "There are two sources..They're both at the door of the mind palace." Logan hummed like he understood, but Patton could sense his fear.

"You're not thinking, that..that it could be new trait? Do you?"

"I think. I think it might be."

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"Roman where are-are we?"

"I don't know Virgil..Where are you?"

"I don't know..It's so dark."

"I'm going to find you V-"

"Welcome to the mind of Thomas Sanders..Virgil, you will be serving as Thomas's anxiety." A sudden bright light shone around the new trait and he cried out in pain as negative, scary thoughts invade his mind.

"Virgil!" Virgil fell to his knees and looked down at his shaky hands. They were covered by a black and grey plaid sweater and his finger tips were pale. Paler than he ever was when he and Roman lived together in the imagination.

"Roman, you will be serving as Thomas's creativity." Lights came down on Roman and he felt a warmness welling up in his chest and mind. His self confidence was higher than it ever had been in the imagination. "You two are now ready to merge with the other sides."

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Logan slowly walked down the large, long hallways towards the door where the emotions were coming from. "They could be good right Logan? They can't both be bad."

"I don't know Patton, but they're both obviously strong. They changed the mindset of Thomas without even being part of him yet. I'm not saying they're bad, I'm just suggesting that we exercise caution." Patton nodded and focused on calming the emotions that were seeping through the doorway so Thomas would remain calm. "Are you ready?" Patton looked over at his fellow trait and shook his head.

"I need a second to get something ready." Logan frowned in confusion but nodded to let Patton know he could continue. Patton also nodded and squeezed his eyes shut as if he was concentrating. Suddenly his hands started glowing the warm blue that he had used to calm the emotions before. He opened his eyes again and smiled. "This way, I can immediately calm them just by touching them."

"Patton you honestly do impress me," Logan mumbled as he stared affectionately at a now blushing Patton.

"Thanks Logan." Suddenly there was a loud knocking on the door followed by light murmurs. "Logan," Patton whispered as he placed a literal calming hand on Logan's tense shoulder.

"I don't want Thomas to get hurt Morality." Patton wrapped him in a tight hug and forced a giggle, trying to calm his own nerves.

"Nothin' will hurt him as long as we're here right?"

"Ri-"

"Come on! I will break this door down, I am a prince and I deserve to be let into your mind palace thingy." Patton walked towards the door, a curious smile pulling on his lips.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Please. I won't actually break your door down." Patton smiled and pulled open the door. There on the front steps were two  boys a couple years younger than himself. One standing proudly and the other one slumped against the wall, his shoulders shaking. "Heya kiddo," Patton greeted the proud looking one as Logan joined him.

"Salutations. I am Logan, Thomas's logic," Logan held out his hand and the regal child chuckled.

"Very formal teach. I'm Prince Roman, Thomas's new sense of creativity." Patton stopped his hands from glowing and smiled fondly.

"I'm so pleased to meet ya your highness. I'm Patton, Thomas's morality. But you can call me Dad if you want to." Roman nodded and gave Patton a strong, tight hug.

"I never had a Dad while I was living in the imagination with Virgil," he exclaimed joyfully as Patton chuckled and returned the hug.

"Who's Virgil, if you don't mind me asking?"

"He's my twin. He's.." Roman suddenly looked serious and let go of Patton, turning to face the child on the wall. "Been acting strangely since we left the imagination." Patton also looked over at the child and concern crept into his eyes. The kid was still shaking.

"Have you tried discussing what could be wrong with him," Logan asked as he also observed the new side.

"No..He won't talk to me."

"Let me try kiddo." Patton walked over to the wall and slowly allowed his hands to start glowing again. But when he went to touch his shoulder, a black glow blocked his hands from touching Virgil. As if sensing Patton, Virgil turned to face him, hiding behind his long bangs and oversized hood.

"You can't stop a trait from doing it's job," he muttered with a small smirk. "But thanks for tryin to help. I'm anxiety." Patton smiled widly and giggled.

"I'm Patton, I'm Thomas's morality , that's Logan his logic." Virgil nodded and smiled at the nerd talking to his brother. "You cam call me dad though."

"I-I'll think about it." Virgil pulled his sleeves over his hands and looked down. Worried that he made the young trait uncomfortable, Patton quickly changed the subject to Thomas.

"Do ya wanna meet him," Patton questioned a couple minutes later. Virgil nodded and pushed off the wall.

"It'll be good to know who I'm protecting." Patton giggled and also pushed off the wall leading Virgil to the other two.

"Virgil! Are you okay," Roman called out as he ran at his brother and gave him a soft, caring hug. Virgil tensed but hugged his brother back.

"Y-Yeah."

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"Here he is." Patton pointed at a large screen where a boy was sitting, watching a movie with two of his friends.

"Dang we are dashing," Roman stated as he looked over at another screen that showed Thomas's perspective. Everyone laughed and  Virgil walked over to Patton.

"That's our kid," he questioned without removing his eyes from the screen. Patton giggled and nodded, watching Thomas laugh along with his friends.

"Yup. He's amazing isn't he?"

"Not to be dramatic or anything but I would fucking die for Thomas." Logan's laughter rang through the room whereas Patton gasped.

"No language like that in this mind palace." They huddled together again and Roman hugged Virgil.

"Ya good?"

"I love it here."

"Me too Vee. Me too."

AN: sorry it was so long. hope ya liked it. bye

-Talented_trash