I'm sorry about most of this chapter, and how it might seems to be written kind of weirdly. I've been sick and in a weird mood for the last few days; it's been a struggle to word things right and I've been getting sidetracked so easily lol, mainly by snakes. I made a whole tumblr post just about snakes. Oh well, I hope you enjoy the chapter anyway :)

PS: Thomas and Leo <3 (also do they have a ship name?)

PPS: If you realise I've used a word in the wrong context I would really appreciate if you tell me because I'm learning a bunch of new stuff trying to create Logic's dialogue and I really want to get it right :)

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Logic should have known from the moment he heard Pranks giggling with Missy that this day would be different, that something would change. All he was expecting was a prank, though.

He'd just awoken, and was walking to the kitchen of the Mind to gain sustenance when he happened to pass Pranks and Missy, who looked at him once and began giggling hysterically behind their hands. Logan merely gave them a strange look and rolled his eyes; it was too early to ponder and fret about their plans. Besides, the only thing currently on his mind was coffee and breakfast. He wandered into the kitchen, only to find that it was already occupied. Prince and Anxiety were sitting across from each other at the table, quietly bickering about Beauty and the Beast. Logic ignored the couple and rubbed his eyes, moving automatically towards the coffee machine, only to realise the Morality was lingering awkwardly there, staring at him.

"Oh, apologies." Logan mumbled as he avoided bumping into the trait, (and simultaneously ignored the peculiar flip flop his stomach did when he realised how close Dad was.)

"Oh no, it's fine! Would you like some coffee?" Dad asked. Logic nodded and grabbed a mug, holding it out and letting Morality pour the piping hot drink.

"Thanks." He yawned, taking a long sip. Anxiety looked up and smirked at him.

"Long night?" He asked. Logan groaned.

"Early morning." He replied, screwing up his nose in distaste. Dad giggled, smile bright. For a few minutes the room was peaceful; Dad began to make pancakes for them all, Prince and Anxiety switched topics after agreeing that the new movie earned points for LeFou being gay, and Logic just leaned against the counter and sipped his coffee. Dad soon made him sit at the table, and began to serve up the pancakes.

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"Missy! Pranks! Come get breakfast!" Morality hollered, and a moment later the two boys skidded around the corner and dashed into the room, smiles bright and cheeks flushed. Prince looked at them curiously.

"Why are you out of breath?" He questioned.

"Tag! We were playing tag and then we went into the imagination and there was this whole jungle we got to explore, and I found a nice tiger and made her my pet and Pranks found a cute little snake and we explored the jungle with them and had an adventure!" Missy rambled happily, eyes shining with excitement. Pranks nodded along, grinning as well, and extended his arm. A small, pale purple snake slipped out, hissing softly at them. Prank's shirt sleeve rose up and they could see the snake had its tail wrapped around his wrist. Logic straightened his glasses and looked closer, analysing the creature. Prince was looking slightly disturbed at sight of the small reptile and Anxiety was inching away, but Dad was just cooing at it.

"Is... is that a corn snake?" Logan questioned. Pranks nodded cheerfully.

"Yup! Isn't he cute?"

"Depends on one's perspective and preferences, I suppose. It's a very vivid purple." Logic noted. Pranks nodded seriously.

"Yeah, but it's from the imagination so it can be any colour it wants." As if to prove that point, the little snake turned orange, hissed again, and wrapped itself around Pranks' arm once more.

"It's so cute!" Dad shrieked and Missy giggled, eating his pancakes so fast he was almost inhaling them. Pranks joined in, rivalling him for speed. Logic was only half done by the time the two best friends were putting their dishes away.

"Hey kiddos, I have some advice for you." Dad smirked. Compliment and Pranks perked up.

"Yeah? What is it?" Missy asked.

"Do you want to know where to find more snakes?" Dad questioned.

"YES!" Missy and Pranks shouted in unison.

"Alright, there will be lots by a river. Do you know what the river is called?" Dad asked, a twinkle in his eyes. Pranks shook his head. "The hiss-issippi!" He cracked. Anxiety, Prince, and Logic groaned in disgust, but Pranks and Missy laughed.

"Ok, thanks Dad! Let's go explore the jungle again, we can find more snakes!" Pranks yelled, and they sped away. Dad chuckled at their antics.

"Kids." He smiled nostalgically, and continued eating breakfast. The room fell into silence once again until Logic stood up and stretched, and decided to visit Thomas.

"I'll be back soon." He said, and flickered out of the Mind.

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When he manifested in Thomas' room, the boy was still sleeping. Logan sighed and shook him awake, Thomas blinking blearily at him.

"Wha- Logic? Wha're you doin' 'ere?" He slurred sleepily.

"You slept through your alarm."

"It's Saturday though." Thomas whined and buried his head back into the pillows. Logic sighed and whipped the blankets off the bed, making Thomas shriek in indignation.

"That's so rude, how could you? What do you want, Logan?" Thomas groaned in frustration. Logic plopped himself down on the bed and stretched out.

"I have question." He said simply. Thomas heaved a long-suffering sigh, and rolled over to look at him.

"Yeah? What's the problem?" He muttered.

"My problem is that nobody will tell me what my problem is!" Logic exclaimed fiercely, making Thomas recoil and take a second to try to process that.

"Wait, what? It's to early to try to figure that out, could you perhaps phrase that differently?" Thomas asked. Logic sighed and nodded, adjusting his bright blue tie.

"I would, but whenever I try to explain Anxiety shows up and interrupts, therefore terminating any chance I have at gaining information about my query." He groaned. Thomas looked blankly at him.

"Ok. Well if you aren't going to explain then I'm going back to sleep." He announced, and flopped back into the pillows. Logan sighed to himself and prepared to leave the room; he wasn't learning anything here. However a second later Thomas' phone rang, snapping both Thomas and Logic's attention to the device.

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Thomas groaned and reached a hand out to grab it, lazily picking it up and seeing who the caller was. However as soon as he read it his expression brightened and he sat bolt upright, hastily pressing accept and holding the phone to his ear.

"Leo! Hi, hey, what's up?" He asked quickly, then frowned at himself. Logan got the very faint feeling of butterflies all of a sudden. He realised they were coming from Thomas though; if Thomas was feeling something very strongly then the other traits often felt an echo of it. This made Logan stop and think quickly though; was Thomas suffering from the same symptoms as he was? The butterfly feeling felt exactly the same. Maybe he was ill too! Logic had to ask him, he had to know! So he sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting impatiently as he waited for Thomas and Leo to stop talking.

Sadly the phone call seemed to drag on for hours. Thomas rambled about something he'd seen yesterday, then listened attentively as Leo talked, laughing and smiling a lot. Thomas could feel that just a simple phone call had immediately improved Thomas' mood. How odd.

Eventually Logic had had enough of waiting, and decided to persuade Thomas to end the call.

"Come on, Thomas. You can always just ring Leo back, he always picks up, and you have needs you have to attend to. Such as breakfast, that's important. Hang up, you've been talking long enough. The conversation you are holding is pointless. Simply tell Leo you'll call him back later. Thomas!" Logan groaned in exasperation. Thomas shot him an annoyed glare, but reluctantly told Leo that he had to go. After the call ended, Thomas lay back and clasped the phone to his chest, smiling a little. Logic threw him an odd look; Thomas was acting weirdly.

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"Why are you doing that?" He asked. Thomas turned his head to look at him.

"Doing what?"

"Smiling at nothing."

"I wasn't smiling at nothing, I was thinking about the conversation I just had with Leo."

"But... nothing important happened in that conversation. I'm confused."

"It's not what we talked about, it's the fact the he rung me just because he wanted to talk to me." Thomas tried to explain.

"How is that a good thing? It just means the entire call was pointless." Logic reasoned, making Thomas roll his eyes.

"No it doesn't, it means he wants to talk to me! Which means he likes me, at least as a friend. And-" Thomas blushed lightly. "And maybe as something more." He mumbled, and smiled again. Logic raised an eyebrow and looked at him warily.

"As something more? I assume you mean romantically, yet you seem pleased at the thought. So is it safe to assume that the feelings are reciprocated?" He asked slowly. Thomas looked at him in bemusement.

"I mean, yeah. Duh. I thought all you guys knew that? I have, like, a huge crush on Leo." Thomas rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Oh. Ok then. Well, my weakness is emotions and feelings so perhaps I have been ignorant in this case." Logan admitted. Thomas nodded.

"Yeah, I thought it was pretty obvious to be honest. I hope he likes me back." Thomas said wistfully. Logic decided to change the subject.

"So... I noticed that you experienced butterflies a few minutes ago, do you know why?" Logan asked curiously. Thomas shot him a weird look.

"Um... why do you want to know?" He asked slowly, carefully. Logan sat up straighter.

"I'm going to talk fast because it's almost as if Anxiety has a sixth sense when it comes to this. So basically I've recently been experiencing emotions and feelings that I am confused about as I do not know the source or the reason as to why I am feeling them, however Morality has explained to me that one of these feelings is butterflies. Feeling butterflies is a predominant symptom, and one that reoccurs often. I conjectured about whether it could mean that perhaps we are both ill, which leads me to my question, do you know why you experienced butterflies?" Logic explained rapidly. Thomas took a moment to absorb and puzzle that out, his brow furrowing as he tried to make sense of the babbled speech.

"Uh... ok, right. Well I don't know if you're sick, because I'm not, but I get butterflies when I'm with Leo." Thomas explained, which made Logan tilt his head as he thought about that.

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just do. It's what happens when I get a crush." Logic blinked; oh god. Something was beginning to dawn on him.

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"Thomas, this is deadly important. Tell me more about what happens when you get a crush." He demanded, staring Thomas in the eye.

"Um, sure? Personally I get butterflies a lot, and I blush pretty easily. Um, I think about them a lot and I'm really happy when they want to hang out or just interact with me in general, and I get really flustered really easily when I'm around them." Thomas listed, only to see growing horror accumulate on Logan's face.

"Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh this can't be correct. Somebody tell me I'm wrong." He muttered to himself, nervously adjusting his glasses and tie. Thomas was slightly worried.

"Are you okay, Logan?" He asked hesitantly. Logic fixed him with a nervous stare.

"That is yet to be determined. I have one more question." He looked afraid to ask, so Thomas tried to silently urge him on. "Um, do you feel all of that only towards a single person, the one you harbour romantic feelings for?" Logan finally asked, wincing in preparation for the answer. Thomas just bit his lip and nodded, which made Logic whine in despair and flop forward onto the bed, hiding his face in the blanket.

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Thomas sat awkwardly for a second, just listening to the horrified, disbelieving, despairing sounds Logic was making. After a while he hesitantly reached out and touched the characteristic's shoulder.

"Are you ok? You don't sound ok." Tomas observed. Logic groaned into the duvet one last time before rolling over.

"No, I don't think I'm okay. I can't believe this, oh my goodness. It can't be true!" He cried. Thomas had already put the pieces together.

"Oh my goodness, you have a crush! Holy- who is it?!" Thomas yelped, and yanked Logan up into a sitting position.

"I don't- oh my goodness, I do. Why me? Why him? I don't want these feelings!" Logic whined. Thomas sighed impatiently.

"Just tell me who!" He begged. Logan's face was pain-filled as he slowly muttered,

"Morality."

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Thomas stared at him, mocha eyes wide and jaw slack. That changed in a split second, when he shrieked "No way! Oh my goodness! You?? Morality?!?" He yelled in shock, making Logic cringe away. Then another cheerful voice spoke up.

"You summoned me?" Dad asked.

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Thomas flinched and whirled around to see the Dad had just appeared by the doorway, smiling at them both.

"Heya, Logan. So, why'd ya need me, kiddo?" He asked. Thomas opened and his closed his mouth like a fish as he searched for an adequate answer.

"Uh... um... I'm not your kid! Also um I was wondering... about dogs! Yeah!" He tried. Morality seemed relatively pleased with the answer, but they were both distracted by Logic muffling a shriek and disappearing from the physical world. Dad looked disappointed.

"Aw, why'd he leave?" He asked sadly.

"He's just realised something, and I done think he quite knows what to do about it." Thomas said carefully.

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Meanwhile back in the Mind Logan appeared in his room, fretting and worrying over the newly discovered fact that he liked Morality! Dad! It was almost unbelievable, if not for the fact that all the evidence pointed to that conclusion. However Logic still couldn't quite accept it.

Then Pranks started blasting the song.

No chance, no way, I won't say it, no, no
You swoon, you sigh, why deny it, oh, oh
It's too cliché, I won't say I'm in love

Damn Disney movies and their songs. Thankfully it ended after that one verse, though, and he heard Pranks and Missy giggling as they ran off. Logic groaned and flipped into his bed, burying his head in his pillow and beginning to reasses his life choices leading up to this moment.