I think this picture of Prince is about the cutest thing ever. This chapter is set when Pranks was setting up the prank btw. Also there is kind of a panic/anxiety attack pretty soon, just a warning.

Prince was relaxing in his room, preparing for a nap when Anxiety knocked on his door. Prince sighed as he stood up and crossed over to the door; he was tired, he didn't feel like social interaction right now! However he forced a small smile into his face and swung open the door.

When Prince saw it was Anxiety who had knocked his smile became a little less tense, but when he noticed the state Anxiety was in it melted off his face like butter.

* * *

Anxiety was somehow even paler than normal, and the darkness below his eyes was pitch black. He was jittery and hugging himself, and was huddled down in his hoodie. He wouldn't quite meet Prince's eyes and his breathing was rapid and shallow.

"Anxiety! What on earth is wrong?" Prince exclaimed in alarm, reaching out to grab Anxiety's arm in worry. Anxiety flinched away and Prince let his hand drop.

"I- I'm sorry, doesn't matter, I'll just go." Anxiety muttered and began to turn away, and Prince saw his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were dilated. In that moment Prince realised what was happening. He'd seen Thomas go through it enough times. Anxiety was having a panic attack.

* * *

Prince reached out and gently snagged the sleeve of Anxiety's hoodie.

"Hey, no, don't go. Come here, Anxiety." Prince said in a soothing voice. Anxiety hesitated for a moment before slowly spinning around. He was trembling and Prince frowned in worry.

"It is alright, Anxiety." He assured.

"No it's n-not!" Anxiety snapped, but his voice was shaky. "It's not ok!" Prince blinked.

"What isn't ok?" He questioned. Anxiety frowned.

"I- I don't- everything!" He said. Prince bit his lip in worry.

"Alright. How can I help?" He asked.

"You can't." Anxiety whispered. He sounded breathless. Prince didn't really know what to do, other than that he had to keep calm.

"Ok, well, I'm going to bring you into my room, is that alright?" Prince asked gently. Anxiety gulped and nodded, and Prince steered him into the room. He sat Anxiety down on the couch and tentatively wrapped an arm around Anxiety's shoulders.

* * *

"Anxiety I need you to breath with me. You just have to breath in when I do, and breath out when I do, ok?" Prince told him.

"Yes, Prince." Anxiety snapped again, but it was weak. Prince just took a slow, deep breath in, and waited for Anxiety to attempt to do the same. Then Prince held or for a few more seconds and slowly exhaled.

He repeated the process a few more times until Anxiety suddenly, violently, stood up from the couch.

"I can't do it! It's not working!" He yelled. Prince was shocked to see tears were almost brimming in Anxiety's dark eyes as he tugged on his hair, his breathing still rapid. Prince was at a loss as to what to do, but he felt he had to act quickly. So he too stood up and began talking.

* * *

"You have never seen my room change to anything other than the bedroom, have you Anxiety?" He asked quickly.

"Just. Distract me. Or something, Princey, please." Anxiety said desperately.

"Alright, well, I'm going to show you the different rooms, okay? It's going to change, are you ready ?" Prince rambled. Anxiety just nodded once, sharply. So Prince closed his eyes and breathed in deep, trying to concentrate.

He heard a rustling sound, like leaves in the wind, and opened his eyes. Anxiety was standing still, eyes shut, paler than ever. Prince reached out and tugged on his hoodie.

* * *

"Look, Anxiety." He said quietly. Anxiety didn't open his eyes.
"Look." Prince repeated. Anxiety huffed out a sigh between his quick breaths, and his eyes flickered open. Prince gestured around the room, where slowly the walls were becoming transparent, fading from existence, and trees were appearing in their place.

They were large and tall, some covered in vibrant green moss or vines. The wood was smooth and solid, a warm brown colour, and the branches reached towards the sky like they were trying to touch the clouds, which were now drifting past high above in a pale blue sky. The ground was soft and springy, littered with moss and leaves and the occasional dotting of wild flowers. A cool breeze drifted by, ruffling their hair, and a bright purple dragonfly flitted away. It was like that forest Thomas liked to go to, except more... magical.

Anxiety was still trembling and his eyes were still wide, bit this time there was awe mixed with panic. Prince allowed a tiny relieved smile to slip onto his face.

"It is beautiful, isn't it?" Anxiety didn't reply, but Prince shrugged and gazed around, taking it in. He was still holding Anxiety's arm.

"How-" Anxiety took a deep breath. "How many different rooms are there?" He asked. His voice was still shaky but Prince smiled.

"As many as you want." He said. "Let's go to another one." Anxiety nodded, and Prince concentrated again, letting his eyes slide shut.

* * *

When he opened them again, it was to the trees shimmering away, with soft grass and rolling hills growing around them. A few smaller trees littered the earth here and there, and a path wound its way away, disappearing around a hill. The sun was shining bright and birds were chirupping cheerfully. Bright colourful flowers sprung from the ground and bloomed randomly, like paint splattered on a canvas. Prince picked a pastel blue one and presented it to Anxiety, who took it with a shaky hand.

"This is just a park I like to go to. I find it peaceful." Prince told Anxiety, who gaze was flickering around the new landscape. They lingered there for a few minutes, soaking in the sunshine, before Prince began forming the next room. And so the process continues through numerous new rooms, and each time the land changed Anxiety calmed down a little, the wonder, surprise and awe overtaking the panic little by little. Prince was also slowly getting more and more exhausted, but if it calmed Anxiety down, then his nap could wait.

* * *

Finally Prince began to think of the next room. Before he started creating it, however, he turned to Anxiety. They had been to few different rooms since the park. As of right now, they were standing on a tall hill, gazing up at the wide expanse of the stars that illuminated the sky. They were everywhere; more than you could usually see in the real night sky, millions of specs of silver in an endless expanse of deep blue. The moon was bright and full, casting silvery light over the earth below.

Anxiety was still slightly pale, but his breathing was back to normal and he wasn't trembling anymore.

"The next room we go to will probably be the last, but it is the most special to me." Anxiety looked at him with barely concealed interest.

"Yeah? Why's that?" He questioned.

"Well, I am the only one who as ever seen it. It is, so to speak, Thomas and I's happy place." Prince explained. Anxiety frowned.

"And you're gonna show me?" He asked dubiously. Prince nodded and smiled tiredly.

"Yes, of course. Just give me a second." His eyes fluttered shut and he let his mind drift to his happy place, picturing it clearly. Slowly Prince began to form it.

He opened his eyes to a stifled gasp from Anxiety. Prince looked over to him, and saw that he was looking around wide-eyes at the scene Prince had created.

* * *

They were standing on a smooth ledge jutting out from the towering wall of a rocky canyon. The stone walls encircled them, and trees grew tall on ledges and cliffs, that were also covered with long green grass. However, that wasn't what caught their eye. The attention grabbing features in this room were the numerous waterfalls pouring brilliant blue water down the sides of the rock.

The water in some roared downwards in a furious barrage until it smashed into the azure lake below, churning up pure white foam and spraying mist that danced away on the breeze. However some other waterfalls were calmer, the water slipping off the edge neatly and slicing through the air in a sheet, until it too ran into the lake below. Fluffy white clouds bloomed across the sky, and the sun shone brightly above them, reflecting off the mist that drifted in every direction, and forming two rainbows above the spectacular sight. A swarm of golden yellow butterflies swooped by, flittering erratically through the air. Prince smiled.

"Yes, this is perhaps my favourite room." He noted over the noise of the waterfalls. Anxiety nodded beside him.

"It's... actually really, really nice." He turned to look at Prince. "Thanks." He said. Prince simply nodded at him. They stood on that ledge for a few minutes, drinking in the sights around them, until Prince stifled a yawn.

* * *

"I hate to break us away, but it is taking a lot of effort to keep this room in this state. We need to go back." Prince explained apologetically. Anxiety wrinkled his nose.

"Aw, is Princey tired?" He teased, but it didn't have much venom, so Prince allowed himself to relax. They watched as the waterfalls faded away and furniture took their place, and as the rock surrounding them became his bedroom walls.

* * *

Prince glanced over at Anxiety, and was pleased to see he seemed to be almost completely back to normal. Certain that he was alright for now, Prince trudged forward and flopped onto the bed, groaning into the pillow. He was exhausted, switching between all those rooms had drained him, and he had been tired even before that. A moment later the bed dipped, and Prince turned his head to see Anxiety sitting next to him, tapping at his phone. Prince rolled his eyes and buried his head back into the pillow.

"Jeez, why are you so tired?" Anxiety asked, eyebrows raised. Prince shrugged.

"I was with Thomas a lot earlier today, so that was tiring. And holding up a different form of my room is hard when I am actually trying to do it. The room usually just changes with my mood, but when I am doing it on command I have to fully manufacture it myself, and the fact that we switched many times was incredibly exhausting." He muttered into the bed. There was silence next to him, and when Prince looked over after a minute he saw Anxiety frowning down at the bed. Prince frowned too.

"Which wasn't your fault." He assured. "I chose to do it. All it means is that I am in need of a nap, which I was intending on taking anyway." Anxiety looked over to him and nodded.

"M'kay. Well, I'll just be on tumblr." He said, before turning his attention back to his phone. Prince grabbed a blanket and clutched it close, curling around it and letting his eyes slide shut. He was so ready for the warm embrace of sleep. And just as he was about to drift off, a few sharp knocks at the door interrupted it. Prince groaned.

* * *

"Can you get it?" He asked Anxiety sleepily.

"Mmm, no." Anxiety hummed carelessly.

"What? Why not? I'm trying to sleep!" Prince protested.

"Well, it's your room. They'll be looking for you, not me. You have to answer it." He said dryly. Prince mulled that over for a second.

"But I don't want to get up." He muttered petulantly. Anxiety shrugged, not even glancing up from his phone.

"Well, we can't always get what we want." Prince huffed but slowly rolled over until he was at the edge of the bed, then he slid off and walked to the door. When he opened it, Pranks was standing there, the familiar mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

* * *

Prince was surprised too see him, but immediately on guard. Last time Pranks knocked on his door he had given him and electric shock and shouted Pikachu. Prince's hand had been tingling for the rest of the day.

"Hello, Pranks! Can I help you?" He asked politely, however. You couldn't just be rude for no reason, that was just dishonourable

Pranks nodded.
"Yeah. Have you seen Anxiety anywhere?" He asked. Prince blinked in surprise and behind him Anxiety's head shot up at the sound of his name.

"Yes, he's in here!" Prince told Pranks, who stared at him blankly. So Prince opened the door wider, allowing Pranks to see that Anxiety was lying on his bed, with his phone in his hand.

* * *

Prince was running through all the reasons Pranks could possibly be asking for Anxiety. Surely Pranks hadn't... played a trick? Oh goodness. He probably had. This would be interesting to observe.

Prince snapped back to attention in time to hear Pranks say,
"You'll have to see for yourself. Come with me!" And bounce out of the room. Prince exchanged a wary look with Anxiety, but followed them out of the door.

They trekked down the hallway until the very end, where after a few moments of wary conversing Anxiety slowly opened the door. Immediately a familiar voice singing to a familiar tune rang out or the room into the hallway.

* * *

Prince's jaw dropped and his eyes widened as he looked into the cluttered, shining, precariously balanced mess in Anxiety's room. Then he grinned. What would Anxiety do? As of right now he was just standing in the middle of the room, looking around. Prince hummed along to Part Of Your World almost automatically. After a few moments of looking around Prince heard Anxiety huff.

"That's it." He announced. "Pranks, you're cleaning this up. Like right now. Prince, I'm sleeping in your room tonight." He stated, striding out of the room and kicking objects away. Prince sighed like he was annoyed, but inside he was secretly delighted.

Maybe Anxiety would let him cuddle him again. Gosh, Prince was such a sucker for cuddles, he loved them! And they sounded really nice right now.

* * *

"Will he actually sleep in your room?" Pranks asked suddenly. Prince nodded.

"Yes. Or at least until his room has been tidied." Is what Prince said.
Yes, because he doesn't have a choice, he is staying and snuggling with me, is what he was actually thinking. Pranks sighed.

"I'll get it done as soon as possible." He said in a resigned tone. Prince nodded absently and clapped him on the shoulder. He just wanted to sleep.

"Alright. I'm going back to my room now." He said bluntly, and began making his way back to his room.

* * *

When Prince opened the door he went straight to the bed, once again flopping down into it. Then he rolled over and looked at Anxiety.

"Will you cuddle with me?" Prince asked bluntly; he didn't have the energy to be embarrassed right now. Anxiety looked up from his phone and raised an eyebrow.

"Why, aren't you just going to sleep?" He asked. Prince rolled his eyes.

"Well, yes, but I want to cuddle." He said in a duh time. Anxiety rolled his eyes.

"Then what's the point?" He said. Prince huffed and thought quickly.

"Ok. Well I've heard snuggling calms down Anxiety so come cuddle with me." Prince said. Anxiety narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend.

"I don't need to be calmed." He snapped at Prince.

"Oh for the love of- I don't care! Just-" Prince stopped mid-sentence and grabbed Anxiety's arm, pulling him down and wrapping his arms around his waist, tugging him closer. When they were finally fit together Prince sighed in relief.

"That's better." He muttered into Anxiety's shoulder, who huffed.

"I can't even move my arm to see my screen, now what am I supposed to do?" He asked.

"Have a nap with me." Prince mumbled. Man, Anxiety's hoodie was really soft, Prince kind of wanted one. It felt lovely and warm. Anxiety huffed.

"Or you could let go." He offered hopefully. Prince tightened his arms.

"Hmm, no." He said shortly. "Now please be quiet and allow me to sleep. I'm exhausted." Anxiety sighed again, but settled down, and even wrapped his arm around Prince. It was nice, and very comfortable. Within seconds, sleep overtook Prince and he was out like a light.

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Anxiety would never admit it, but he actually really, really enjoyed cuddles. He probably shouldn't, they made him feel comfortable and safe and happy, and that prevented him from doing his job. But Thomas liked them too, so perhaps that was why. Whatever the reason was he felt like he shouldn't enjoy them, so he never initiated them. Luckily Prince adored cuddling and didn't really take no for an answer. So Anxiety allowed himself to just lie there, all wrapped up in Prince's arms, and just look at his boyfriend. Which was probably creepy. Whatever.

One thing Anxiety was not afraid to admit was that Prince was an adorable napper. It was just a fact. His usually impeccable hair swooped into his eyes a bit, and his face just looked so peaceful. His breathing was soft and even and his arms were still wrapped tightly around Anxiety's middle. Princey wasn't wrong. Cuddles do usually calm Anxiety down, not that he would ever admit it.

* * *

They stayed like that for a long time, so long in fact that Anxiety nearly did drop off and have a nap. He was just letting his eyes slide shut when there was a loud knock at the door. Startled, Anxiety whipped for head up, then checked to see if Prince had woken up. When he realised Prince was stop fast asleep, Anxiety tried to ease his way out of Prince's arms and slide out of bed. It wasn't easy, but he managed, although he had feared Prince had woken up a few times, because he kept moving.

Soon enough he had made it to the door, which he opened to find Pranks standing on front of.

"Yeah? What's up?" Anxiety asked quietly. Pranks blew out a massive sigh.

"I finally finished your room." He informed Anxiety, who nodded.

"Cool. Is there anything else?" He asked, ready to go back to bed and sleep, because now he felt like a nap too. Pranks faltered.

"Not really." Pranks admitted. Anxiety nodded again.

"Ok. Bye." He said bluntly, moving to shut the door, but Pranks stopped him.

"Wait! Aren't you going to go back to your room?" He asked.

"Not right now. Princey's asleep and I need to take photos, to use as blackmail material. Also he looks adorable, so he'll hate the pictures." Anxiety grinned evilly. Gotta keep up appearances, right? Also, it wasn't a bad idea. Actually, taking photos was a great idea! Anxiety saw Pranks frown, and let him look into the room, where Prince was still lying on the bed, sound asleep.

* * *

Anxiety turned on his heel and made his way back over to the bed, sitting on it and leaning over Prince, whipping his phone and snapping a photo. He glanced back over at Pranks, who was still standing there, watching them.

"Shut the door when you leave." Anxiety stage whispered, taking another photo. Thankfully Pranks only lingered a moment longer before closing the door with a soft click. Anxiety dropped his phone onto the bedside drawer and shuffled closer to Prince. If anyone ever asked, Prince grabbed him and forced him to cuddle him. Didn't matter that Prince was asleep. Anxiety didn't start it. Never.

However, the nap was nice. Probably one of the best Anxiety had ever had.

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I am so sorry that this took so long to write! I am a horrible procrastinator/person. I hope this chapter was worth it? But guys, there's only going to be one or two chapters left, sadly! I've been enjoying writing this, and I hope you guys have been enjoying reading it! Love you all :)

PS: The inspiration for Thomas' happy place came from some fanart I saw of it on tumblr that Thomas reblogged, which I can't seem to find. It was beautiful though and I don't think I truly did it justice in my description of it.