<Anxiety's POV>

I make my way down the hall, being extra careful to be silent. My feet carry me to the door I'm looking for. I take another glance down the hall. When I'm sure the coast is clear, I knock on the door, loud enough to alert the occupant of the room, but quiet enough that it wont alert the others. I hear foot steps and see the door open.

"Virgil?" asks a tired Prince, "It's three in the morning, what are you doing at my room?" I look around nervously before responding.

"Hey Princey, I... kinda need some help..." I mutter feeling embarrassed. Prince looks at me a bit more serious.

"What's the matter? Do you need me to slay something?" He asks with concern in his eyes.

"No, no, nothing like that... It's more like-"

I'm cut off by a sharp tug on my right wrist. I groan as I'm dragged into the room and glare at the small creature who caused it.

"Brandon! I told you to sit!" I exclaim to the small dog who is now sniffing excitedly at Roman.

"Anxiety... Why do you have a dog?" Roman asks. I chuckle nervously and turn my head away as I start to explain.

"Well... Patton said he'd watch him for a friend but he didn't think Logan would let him, and can you blame him? He asked me to watch him and for whatever reason I agreed but now I need you to watch him. Logic is getting suspicious of all the dog hair on my clothes and I'm getting anxiety!... Well, more than normal, that is." I explain.

Roman looks at me, then at Brandon, then back at me. "You want me to watch the dog?" He asks.

"Yeah" I say.

"And Logic doesn't know about it?"

"Yup"

He looks at Brandon again.

"For how long?"

"Morality said that it would be one more week tops." I give him a hopeful look.

With one more look at Brandon, Roman sighs and gives in. I tell him everything he needs to know about said dog.

Just as I'm about to hand him the leash, Brandon runs around us causing us both to get wrapped up. I loose my balance and fall down, landing on top of Roman.

I freeze up and look down at Roman, who looks just as startled as I am. I quickly scramble to my feet and step away from Roman

"I-I-I'm so s-sorry!! I didn't mean t-to! It.. I.. I'm sorry!!" I stutter out flustered. I exit the room and rush down the hall, no longer caring about being quiet. I run into my room and lock the door, crashing into my bed and burying my face into my pillow.

<Prince's POV>

I stare at the door, still slightly open from where Anxiety just rushed out, then to Brandon, who is currently sitting on my bed and looking proud of himself.

"What just happened?"

~A/N~

Hey guys, Angel here. Sorry about not uploading all summer. I sorta lost all my technology privileges... But I have them back now and can promise a normal uploading schedule. Thank you for your patience. The next chapter will be out on Wednesday and the next part of my one-shot book will be uploaded on Thursday. Thank you for reading, and peace out my Guardian Angels!

~Bai