A L L  T H E  G L I T T E R

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Then Prince dashed in, scooped up a handful of glitter and threw it at Anxiety.

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Complete and utter silence fell across the room immediately. Everyone paused, looking at Roman in shock and at Anxiety in horror and anticipation. Anxiety just stood there silently for a minute, head tilted to the ground so they couldn't see his facial expression, arms extended out to the sides slightly, glitter dripping off him and whirling through the air. His dark attire was now covered in a sheen of rainbow particles that shimmered with every minuscule move. And then, slowly, slowly, he raised his head.

Logan almost burst out laughing, the only thing stopping him was the fear that Anxiety would actually kill him. His expression was dark, almost unreadable. However what Logic found humorous was Anxiety's makeup.

His pitch black eye shadow that was smudged beneath his eyes in inky layers... now had glitter sprinkled all through it. With every slow, angry blink, it shimmered wildly. With every hardly noticeable movement of his head it cast reflections of light in all sorts of hues; pink, red, gold, green, blue, purple, and more. He expression was furious and dangerous, but that only made the glitter fastened in his shadowy makeup funnier. It was so bright and contradictory to his dark expression.

Then Prince began to giggle uncontrollably, bending over and struggling to breath through fits of laughter as he stared at his boyfriend. He was soon joined by Pranks and Missy, then Dad, then Logan. It was as if the laughter was infectious. Anxiety beginning to stalk forward with an aura of danger around him was incentive enough to halt their chuckles, but it only made Prince giggle harder, glancing up occasionally and breaking down into wheezing bouts of laughter again. "Y- you- you- oh my- Anx- Anxiety- y-" He was trying to speak, but the uncontrollable bouts of laughter were preventing that. Anxiety inhaled heavily, and a small stream of glitter trickled out of his hood. Roman appeared to be having trouble breathing. Logic was mildly concerned.

Thud.

Prince coughed as he was hit directly in the face with a mass of glitter. He spluttered and spat a few grains out of his mouth, staring in shock at his crisp white suit that was now engulfed in a twinkling cover of sparkles. His eyes flickered back up, and met Anxiety's smug ones. Roman stood up straighter.

"Oh, I see how it is." He said loudly and clearly, his voice carrying a tone of danger and amusement. "This. Means. War!" He yelled, rushing forwards and conjuring vibrant, rose red glitter. He began flinging it wildly at all the other occupants of the room. It clouded Logan's glasses, hit Missy right in the face, sprinkled in a shower over Pranks, flew into Dad's chest and sprayed all over Anxiety. Immediately Pranks was cheering and conjuring up bright pink glitter.

"Get rekt!" He screamed and hurled it at Missy, then conjured a shower of sparkles above Logan's head. He was instantly covered in thousands of the glimmering pink specks. Instinctively Logic conjured a ball of deep blue glitter and threw it at Pranks' retreating back, but only succeeded in hitting Missy (who was chasing after Pranks), and who chucked a wave of yellow glitter over his shoulder and hit Dad. Morality then threw a mountain of light blue glitter at Prince and covered him head to toe. From then on it was complete and utter chaos.

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An all out glitter was raged on in the Mind. Logic and Morality teamed up immediately, and ran through the mind blasting anyone the stumbled across with shimmering blue glitter. The walls were streaked with rainbows, the carpet dazzling to the eyes, and shrieks of laughter, outrage and victory were heard from every corner of the Mind. Dad and Logan liked to believe they were completely obliterating the others, but at this point whenever anyone ran into each other it was impossible to tell who was winning, as there was so much glitter everywhere that it all blended in. At one point, Logan didn't remember when, he and Morality had started holding hands. Every so often, as they darted through the Mind, he would look down at their intertwined fingers and feel a strange happy bubbling feeling in his chest.

Yes, it appeared there were some feelings Logic really liked. Morality just brought them out.

After a while, the battle came to a standstill, and everyone silently agreed to end it. They all collapsed in an exhausted pile in a glitter splattered hallway, everyone breathing heavily, tired, absolutely engulfed in coats of glitter, and everyone feeling absolutely ecstatic! It had been a long, long time since they had all participated in a such a farcical activity. Logan had enjoyed it immensely, even if it wasn't the type of activity people typically expected him to appreciate. 

"Whew!" Pranks let out a huge breath and closed his eyes, letting his head loll back and rest on Compliment's chest. "That was fun!" He grinned. Missy nodded, and sparkles showered out from his hair.

"I hate you guys... not enjoying yourselves! And I think we all liked this, we should do it again one day." He sighed happily. Anxiety snorted from where he was leaning on Prince.

"Speak for yourself." He scoffed. A second passed. "But if we do end up doing this again, what about snow or something. Glitter is so... colourful and bright." He grimaced. Prince poked him in the arm.

"Glitter is fabulous! You loved it, Anxi." He teased. Anxiety rolled his eyes and shoved Roman off him, sending the royal boy sprawling across the glimmering carpet. He immediately stood up and tried his best to dust him self off as if nothing had happened, which merely set a few pieces of black glitter spiralling through the air. Anxiety and Logan snickered; surprisingly enough this was a frequent occurrence. Prince wasn't quite as graceful as he would have everyone believe. There was a comfortable silence when Roman settled down again, only broken by the occasional sigh when glitter floated past them. It took a while, but gradually all 6 of them began to feel a pull, something drawing them into the physical world. 

Thomas.

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They were more or less powerless to resist the call as none of them really had a valid reason other than that they were tired and covered in glitter, so Thomas' call dragged them all into reality. 

Still sitting in a jumbled heap, covered with glitter, they appeared on Thomas' floor.
Groaning, they picked themselves up and ignored the glitter raining down from their clothes. As they took their usual places, the became aware of Thomas staring at them in shock.

"You summoned us, Thomas? Is there something you need?" Roman asked. Thomas frowned slightly but his gaze continues to flicker from trait to trait. Then they landed on his now glitter covered floor and his face fell.

"Oh no! That's going to take forever to get out!" He groaned in dismay. The characteristics winced as they saw the sparkley trails they had left behind when they moved. However noticing that semeed to snap Thomas out of his stunned, confused stupor.
"Oh yeah! And why the heck is there so much glitter, anyway? It's literally coating all of you, I can't even see your skin Missy." He stated in shock.

"We had a full on glitter war!" Pranks yelled. "It was awesome!"

"And very rainbowy!" Missy added. Thomas frowned and looled at the other traits for confirmation; they just nodded and avoided eye contact sheepishly. Logan began to clean his glasses, Dad brushed his cardigan off, Prince straightened his sash and Anxiety pulled his hoodie up. Thomas was right, they had conjured so much glitter that Missy and Prince were literally almost reflecting a metallic rainbow. It appeared Anxiety had got his revenge twofold. Thomas just took a few seconds to think about the Glitter War, then sighed and nodded his head.

"Well, what else did I really expect?" He mumbled to himself.

"Well, did you have a problem you needed help with, champ?" Dad asked kindly. Thomas shrugged.

"Not really, I just wanted to know why I've been in such a weird mood. It's been wild up in here." He tapped his head and laughed quietly. "Lots of  random bouts of surprise and happiness and stuff." He explained. They all apologised sheepishly.

"Nah, it's fine, you deserve to have some fun once in a while. I just have one question though, why? What brought this up?" Thomas asked, smiling. Anxiety spoke up.

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"So basically Logan and Morality have had massive crushes on each other for ages." Thomas nodded: he knew all that. Anxiety continued. "And they both didn't know what to do about it, so basically I trapped them in a room together until they sorted out their itty-bitty feelings. And they did, then they kissed, and now they're dating. So Pranks and Missy started throwing glitter and confetti to celebrate. Then Drama Queen over here threw some at me and declared war, and it all followed on from there." He drawled in his usual bored tone. Thomas' jaw dropped a bit, Logic and Morality blushed, and Pranks and Compliment stood there looking proud of themselves.

"So- so... so now four parts of my personality are saying?" He asked incredulously. Everyone nodded.

"Correct." Logan confirmed.

"Yup." Said Dad. Thomas pressed a hand to his forehead.

"Oh, I am so freaking gay." He mumbled.

"That's what we said!" Missy exclaimed cheerfully. Thomas raised an eyebrow and signed wearily, but smiled.

"Ok, whatever. I think I'm pretty much used to the weirdness by now. You all look exhausted, I'll let you go in a sec. But can I- can I ask you to do something?" He questioned. The group nodded. "Just... um. Could you maybe clean up the glitter on my floor? You guys can just, like, click it away, and when I clean glitter it just seems to multiply and spread out even more. I don't really want to have glitter in my carpet for weeks." He asked shyly. Pranks stepped forward.

"Don't worry, I have experience in cleaning!" He beamed. He snapped his fingers and the shiny glitter vanished from the floor. With another click all the glitter disappeared from their bodies and clothes. He clicked again, but nothing visibly happened. Nevertheless Pranks grinned proudly.

"See!" Thomas smiled at him.

"Thanks buddy. Alright you guys, see ya." He waved, and they all began to disappear back into the Mind.

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Miraculously it was clean and free of all glitter, which Pranks took credit for.

"Just don't mess with the back of the mind, or you will find all of that glitter. And it's not very stable." He warned. Gradually they all drifted off in pairs, Prince with Anxiety, Pranks with Missy. Logic glanced at Morality, who smiled at him and took his hand again.

"Wanna go watch a movie?" He asked happily. Logan shrugged.

"I have no objection to that." He said, and they made their way to Morality's room. Once there, Logic immediately say himself on Dad's bed as Morality set up the movie. It was a well practiced routine they had performed smoothly hundreds of times.

In a few seconds Morality was sitting with Logan, leanimg back and wrapping and arm comfortably around Logic's shoulders, who leaned into him without second thought. It was peaceful and sweet, an action they were both so comfortable with that they barely thought about it.

Logan quickly felt his eyelids dropping, and was aware that he was leaning heavily into Morality's embrace, but he couldn't find any part of him that objected or disliked the feeling. He was feeling calm and warm, happy and content, Logic was feeling loved. As was Morality. So Logan decided to stop thinking for a while and just enjoy the feeling of being so peaceful.

The feelings of Morality's arm around his shoulder lulled him into a sense of security, his even breathing and heartbeat comforted Logic, and the occasional small gesture sent warmth blooming through his chest. Small gestures like gently brushing Logan's hair back, or Morality's thumb absently rubbing circles over his palm.

Logic's eyes involuntarily slipped shut and his thoughts were becoming muddled with the beginnings of sleep.
The last clear thought to run through his head before sleep caught him was

Yes, I could get used to this.

"I only like these feelings." Logan yawned and mumbled sleepily. Morality smiled quietly to himself, and in the next instant Logic drifted off into a calm sleep.

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