It was Misleading Compliment who noticed it first, albeit accidentally, and he didn't really think much of it. He noticed Roman and Virgil were standing in a corner, arguing, which was quite a regular occurrence. Missy watched them for a minute until Anxiety rolled his eyes, turned his head away, and stalked off down the hallway, burrowing down into his black hoodie. Roman rolled his eyes too and turned on his heel, walking towards Missy and straightening his crisp red sash. As Prince walked past Missy, he flashed him a quick smile, as he always did, before continuing on. Missy followed him.

"You better watch out," Missy said in a low voice, still walking behind Prince. Roman frowned and turned around, looking at Missy in a slightly wary way. Missy lifted his head and grinned at Roman, eyes twinkling happily. "For me when you wanna talk, because I'll always listen to you!" Missy giggled a little. "Friendship!" He exclaimed, throwing up the friendship bracelets that appeared in his hand. Prince relaxed and smiled again.

"Thank you, Missy. Although, what's brought you to tell me this?" He asked curiously Missy tilted his head.

"Well, I saw you arguing with Virgil over there. He can be..." Missy shut his mouth, frowning. "...Not the nicest person, sometimes," He said carefully. "He is always pessimistic, and seems to want to argue often. And I notice he seems to, well, target you most often, Prince. If you wanted to tell me about it, I'm here!" He smiled. Roman chuckled a little.

"Yes, well, he can be extremely annoying, and we do argue often. But that doesn't matter. We'll sort it out later, perhaps we shall watch a Disney movie." Prince seemed to think about that for a second, and he smiled, eyes shining. "Yes, that is a good idea! Thank you, Missy!" He smiled back.

"You're welcome, Roman!" Missy followed Prince down the hallway, heading towards his own room, a relaxing place full of tall trees, soft green hills, and bright, warm sunshine. He stopped at his door and said goodbye to Roman, and was about to step inside when he noticed Roman walk past his own room. Wondering where he was going, Missy watched him walk down the hallway to Anxiety's room, where Prince's white jacket starkly contrasted against the black door.

Missy frowned his confusion, and watched as Prince knocked on the door. It opened a second later, and Virgil looked out, the darkness smudged around his eyes standing out against his pale skin. Anxiety frowned when he saw Prince, opening his mouth and saying something. Prince visibly wilted a little. Then he straightened up again and said something to Virgil, then held up his hand, in which a DVD case appeared. Missy watched Virgil scan the title, then study Prince's face, narrowing his eyes. Prince said something again and Anxiety sighed, stood back and swung the door open a little wider, although, whoa. Had Missy ever seen Virgil smile? It wasn't a big smile, more like just a twitch of the lips, but still, Missy wasn't used to seeing anything other than a frown on Anxiety's face, if he saw him at all. Anxiety spent most of his time in his room, arguing with Prince, or with Thomas.

Missy snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Prince step through the doorway into the shadowy room beyond, and Missy could tell that Prince was smiling. What was going on? The last thing he saw was Prince's bright red sash before Virgil swung the door closed, and it was suddenly like nothing had ever happened. The hallway was still once again. Missy blinked to himself, mulling over what happened, before stepping into his own bright, sunny room, flopping down on the grass, and thinking some more.

'We'll sort it out later, perhaps we shall watch a Disney movie.' Missy remembered Prince saying. Oh. We shall. Prince must just be being the noble person he is and attempting to end the feud. It was a shock that Anxiety accepted the peace-offering, however. And why did Prince go into Virgil room, why did he want them to watch it together? Missy had never seen anyone other than Anxiety go into his own room. Finally Missy shrugged it off, pushing it to the back of his mind. It would do him no good worrying about it; it wasn't really his business, anyway. So he summoned his headphones, plugged them in, and relaxed against the soft grass, closing his eyes and just listening to the music.

This chapter is short and not much happened, I know, but I'm just trying to figure out how I want to write this :) I love Prinxiety so much so I hope you like it!