Moral, aka Dad, was the next
to notice, although honestly, he didn't really care. He noticed Prince sitting on a couch by himself, eyes staring into a space that only he could see, a wisp of a smile lingering on his lips. Dad decided to make his way over, plonking himself down next to Prince and adjusting his glasses.

"You know, you should be a little bit more active today. Anxiety's been doing his job for a while now and someone needs to counteract!" He said to Prince, who's attention flickered over to him.

"Of course! Will you be joining me?" He asked, standing up from the couch. Dad snorted.

"Me? No. I'll be here, watching Stranger Things. I can't be bothered working right now." He relaxed into the couch, summoning the remote and opening up Netflix, letting the familiar opening suck him in.

Prince raised an eyebrow at Dad, unimpressed. But it was exactly what Dad did; he gave advice to other people and never took it himself. Prince sighed, casting a longing look at the screen, where Eleven was eating waffles in the blanket fort. But Prince had his duties, and he had to fulfill them. So he faded out of Thomas's imagination and appeared wherever Thomas was, which happened to be the lounge. Anxiety looked up from where he was perched on a chair, talking to Thomas.

"Princey!" He exclaimed, surprised. "What are you doing here? You're not gonna try to send me away, are you? Because you can't do that." He said defensively, standing up. Prince held his hands up in the universal sign of relax, I'm not here to hurt you.

"No, Anxiety, I'm not here to send you away." He sighed.

"Then why are you here, Prince?" Thomas asked curiously. Prince smiled at him, eyes twinkling.

"Why, it is my duty! Also, my senses were tingling. You were talking about Disney!" He exclaimed, just now realising. Thomas nodded.

"Yeah, actually, we were. I was trying to see if Anxiety saw any positive messages in the movies." Anxiety shrugged, flopping back into the chair again.

"Not likely." He muttered. Thomas glanced at him.

"Right..." He drew out. Suddenly he lit up.

"Wait! I have an idea!" He exclaimed. "How about someone says a movie, like in the Dark side os Disney, and we'll see if you guys automatically agree on the messages!" Anxiety and Prince shared a look, and Anxiety shrugged.

"Whatever." He said. "I'll do it." He didn't sound too enthusiastic, although, did he ever?

"I suppose I shall participate." Prince agreed. Thomas grinned brightly.

"Great! Hmm, let's see. Finding Nemo?" He put forth. Prince stepped up immediately.

"Of course! Love and friendship shall overcome all obstacles! If you stay determined and, 'just keep swimming'," Prince grinned at his own joke, "Then you will always achieve your goal!" He ended with a flourish of his hands. Anxiety crossed his arms and snorted.

"Or that there's always going to be someone bigger and stronger than you, and they're either going to kill you or catch you and there's pretty much nothing you can do about it." He said. Thomas and Prince gaped.

"Whoa, whoa whoa! That's... dark." Thomas exclaimed. Prince sighed.

"I can not see how your mind automatically goes to that, Anxiety, what with the bright, magical reputation Disney has, but alright. Next movie, please, Thomas." He grumbled.

It took a long time, but gradually Anxiety and Prince's answers came to be quite similar. Thomas was just sitting back now, watching the two opposite sides of his personality name movies and opinions. The last two spoken were undoubtedly Thomas' favourites, because Prince and Anxiety were suddenly on the exact same page.

"Ok, fine. Uh, Mulan?" Prince offered.

"Sure. It's never a wrong time to dress in drag." Anxiety said. Prince smiled.

"The Lion King?" He asked, a glint in his eyes.

"It's never a wrong time to dress-" Anxiety started to say, and Prince instantly joined in.

"-in drag and do the hula!" They both shouted. They pointed at each other, grinning.

"Oohhhh!" They both cheered. Thomas laughed, and they snapped out of it, looking at him.

"I think you two might be more alike than everyone thinks." He said, looking from one to the other. Anxiety and Prince looked each other up and down.

"Maybe not." They both said at the same time, and Thomas laughed again. Anxiety cracked a small, wry smile, and Prince grinned, blushing a bit. Suddenly Dad popped up from behind Thomas.

"Hey kiddos, what's happening?" He asked cheerily, tugging on his bright blue shirt. Dad suddenly froze, looking between Anxiety and Prince. Anxiety's smile slid off his face like water down glass, and Prince's blush faded.

"Hmm, I see you're doing your job now, Prince. Great!" Prince frowned. Dad turned his attention to Thomas.
"Well, Thomas, there's a dog outside, you should pat that, you haven't seen something so cute in a while. Also you need to have some dinner, make sure you eat your vegetables so you stay healthy! You too, you two." Dad said, turning around to where the two kids that followed him around sometimes appeared.

Nobody really knew why they existed, everyone just supposed they manifested because to be a Dad you need children. Their faces fell. "But what about you?" They whined. Moral wrinkled his nose.

"Me? I hate vegetables, I'm not eating that!" He scoffed, and created a plate of pizza, fading away and grinning as he took a bite. The kids sighed and disappeared too, and Thomas shook his head.

Suddenly Dad popped back into existence. "Wait!" He exclaimed. 

"Oh god." Anxiety groaned. 

"Please don't." Prince pleaded. Dad grinned.

"What's a dog's favourite type of pizza?" He asked. Thomas sighed wearily.

"What?" He eventually answered.

"PUP-eroni!" Dad was the only one who laughed. Then he disappeared.

"He seriously needs to stop with the Dad jokes." Anxiety stated, Thomas and Prince nodding in agreement. After that the silence that settled over the room was a heavy blanket.

"Alright bye." Anxiety suddenly said, when the silence in the room grew too awkward. "Thomas, make sure you check all the lights are off and the chores are done before you sleep tonight. Also check the closet before you sleep, there were some weird noises in there last night. Could be a demon, or the Demi-gorgon. " He added. Thomas frowned.

"The Demi-gorgon doesn't exist." He muttered to himself.

"Anxiety! Give him a single break." Prince scolded. Anxiety huffed, rolled his eyes and faded away completely. Prince sent a dazzling smile to Thomas.

"Relax, there's nothing to worry about." He assured, before fazing out of existence as well. Thomas sighed a bit, running everything all three of them had told him through his mind, and decided to just go outside and pat that dog.

* * *

Back in Thomas' imagination, Anxiety slumped down onto the couch, raising an eyebrow as Prince followed his lead.

"Do you think we're actually pretty alike?" Anxiety wondered. Prince turned to look Anxiety up and down and bit his lip thoughtfully.

"Nah." They both said at the same time, then groaned. 

Suddenly Dad walked in, standing in front of them, hands on his hips. His eyes flickered from one to the other, and Prince and Anxiety stared back at him.

"What?" Anxiety finally snapped.

"So you two aren't fighting today. Good! Staying peaceful is good for you, fighting stresses everyone out. It's best not to do it." Moral suddenly jerked his head up, listening for something. He suddenly started shouting.

"Hey! Logic! Get away from my room! I will come over there!" He threatened,voice echoing through the imagination.

"I'm just looking for Pranks! My room has faces drawn on all the reflective surfaces, and notes telling me to ask who is the fairest of them all!" Logic yelled back, sounding frustrated, his voice floating towards them.

"He's not in my room, stay away from there! If you don't I'll have to do some drastic stuff!" Dad whined. There was no reply. Dad glared in the direction of his room for a minute, before looking back at Anxiety and Prince.

"So, you guys don't hate each other now?" He asked. Anxiety wrinkled his nose.

"No." He said, in a duh kind of voice.

"Of course not!" Prince exclaimed. "Although sometimes he is frustrating." He added quietly to himself. Anxiety raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I'm the frustrating one. Sure, Princey." He said sarcastically. Prince shrugged.

"Can you even deny it, truly? You can be exceedingly annoying." Prince deadpanned.

"Gee, thanks. Love you too." Anxiety said dryly. Prince blinked and flung an arm around Anxiety's shoulder.

"I knew you loved me!" He exclaimed, free hand waving around dramatically. Anxiety rolled his eyes and pushed him off.

"Oh my God, be quiet." He groaned, standing up to walk to his room. Prince followed.

"Just for the record, I too am mildly fond of you." He stated. Dad listened as their voices free quieter the further away they walked.

"You mean you love me." Anxiety replied.

"Hmm, well, my love is reserved for other Princes and Princesses." Prince replied flippantly.

"So not me?" Anxiety's faint voice sounded almost teasing. Dad strained to hear Prince sigh something so heavy it was as if he was holding the weight of the world.

"I suppose you are an exception." Prince relented. The last thing Dad could hear was Anxiety huffing a laugh, and an I knew it, before the voices grew to quiet to make out.

Dad wrinkled his nose, mulling that all over. Huh. So they didn't hate each other, they sounded like they were even friends. Alright. Well, he had pizza and Netflix to be back to, and he had to make sure Logic hadn't gone in his room and taken his stuff. So Dad began the walk to his room, all thoughts or Prince and Anxiety fleeing from his mind.

I don't even know what this chapter is, to be honest. I needed another character to come into play and this chapter turned out longer than I expected 😂 oh well. I'd love if you'd comment your opinion so far, hearing from you guys makes my day 😊