I'm sorry it's so short! I just feel bad for not posting and I'm overworking myself irl but I felt the need to post! Longer chaprters coming!

I felt Princey stir and I put my phone down and look at the waking Prince. Once I was sure he was awake I begin to speak "Can you let me go Sir-Cuddles-A lot?" I joke. He chuckles and lets me go with a fierce blush. "Yes! You are free from your imprisonment!" he jokes still with a fierce blush dancing across his cheeks.

I smile and slowly headed towards his door to go to my room to not overstay my welcome. I chuckle "What were my crimes again Sir-Cuddles?" I continue to joke. He laughs Blushing? No he doesn't like you like that! At the nickname. I smile and look at him my hand on the door knob behind me. Waiting for the thinking Prince to respond.

"Mhmmmm...Well I'd say Illegal Use of Nicknames when that's MY JOB!" Princey said dramatically causing me to laugh. "I have to go!" I run out of his room acting like I was on the run from the cops. I could hear his footsteps chasing me and his laugh being held back. I reach the Commons and I stop causing Princey to fall on top of me as I turned around to face him.

We laid there awkwardly for a minute before we both started laughing uncontrollably. Maybe Princey isn't so bad. I thought to myself smiling at the thought. My face heating up realizing what position we were still in.

"Are you ok-Oh..OH!" Princey said jumping off, realizing it also. "I apologize!" he said embarrassed, his face bright pink. I got up to and looked down my face heating up even more. "It's fine Princey. It was an accident." I laugh lightly. We nodded our heads before he sunk down leaving me alone in the Commons.

I noticed the control panel and I approached it slowly. Never being close to it in fear of hurting Thomas or being yelled at. I had this theory that I had Rhabdophobia, which is basically a fear of punishment. I saw how mean Roman was to Dad but how did he act off camera? Probably worse.

I shook off the thought. It was pretty late in the evening. Me and Princey were up pretty late watching movies so we slept through the day. I noticed Thomas trying to sleep. I can see what he sees...? I thought looking at the ceiling. I pushed the mic and asked a few questions.

What is everyone saying about the new video?

What if they don't like it?

They probably think you're weird...

They probably hate us...

I was expecting comfort from Thomas about my worries. But I just scared him and he seemed to be having my worries too, now. "FEAR!" I hear a familiar voice yell. I turn and see Roman looking at me. "I....I didn't know.....I'm sorry..." I whisper. He looks at me confused before sighing and looking at me.

"It's okay, I suppose. I can teach you about the panel after I calm Thomas..." Princey said and he headed towards the panel after moving me away. He started whispering calming things into the mic and Thomas started soothing into those words/thoughts. I look at Prince in wonder. Before he turned and looked at me.

I blushed almost immediately. "Okay. So how we, personalities work is whatever we say into that mic," he pauses pointing to the mic. "Is what Thomas thinks. We're like his thoughts. Now we can also do this without being at the mic. But that take a bit more energy or very high strung emotions for Dark Sides." he explained. I nodded but was only half there.

His hair was different. It wasn't slicked back. It was, quite messy. His eyes had a fleck of something different in them. It didn't seem too positive. I couldn't place it though. His words snapped me out of my thoughts.

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