Virgil's P.O.V

I was very confused when I  had been summoned and invited to stay for a Q and A for Thomas' video. 

He wasn't trying to scare me it's not like he knows that I'm anxious like he is. So I carried it through and no one suspected a thing. Princey kept getting mad and he eventually came over to me.

Great, you caused Princey to get mad,

Thomas to have to edit more than he normally would,

Logan to get off the topic of the problem,

And Patton to get upset at the fighting.

Way to go me...

I hiss at Princey and we fight until he goes back to his spot to answer a question, which we upset his answer, and he sinks off. Logan was next but I feel like that was just to go help Princey calm down. 

I didn't want to go back to the Mind Palace to get yelled at some more so I asked Thomas to bring it on.

"If you had to kiss one of the others, who would you choose?"

The world stopped for a second. My heart dropped. The question ringing in my ears. I could feel the blush on my cheeks hiding behind my foundation, the tears prickling in the corner of my eyes. 

I fought them off as I sunk out announcing my leaving. I appear back in the Mind Palace to see Princey and Logan in the kitchen discussing something. 

I hear "Disorder" and I bolted for my room. I locked myself in there. Dad knocked but I refused to let him in.

Soon I hear footsteps outside again and with my weak voice called out "Go away Dad!" Morality was the only one to ever see me in my bad stages. But the voice I heard wasn't Morality...

It was Prince's....*gulp*

Prince's P.O.V

I did feel bad for blowing up on Hot Topic. But I couldn't help it. 

The only way to avoid loving someone so perfect was hatred. I see Morality looking so broken coming back to the Commons.

"What's up with you Patton?" I ask worriedly. He shrugged. "Anxiety is locking himself in his room...again" he sighed worriedly while sitting down. 

I look at the Dad Guy. He was more of Anxiety's Dad than anyone else's. Anxiety trusted him. If he was moping in his room, Patton would be the one to get him to cheer up.

"Can you try Roman..?" he asked tiredly. I jump at this. "Me!? Check on him? I don't even know where his room is located." I say shocked.

Patton had already closed his eyes. "Me and Lo's hall. Keep going straight even if it looks like a wall and you'll see a corner, turn right and you'll see the purple door," he said half dozed off. I chuckle and follow his instructions. 

It's no use in arguing with Dad. I see the door and I hear Crying!? Anxiety? No way... I thought in disbelief until I heard his shaky voice crack "Go away Dad!"

I swallow before saying. "Anxiety..? Are you alright?" I hear him shuffle around a bit.

The door slammed open. "You have the nerve!?" he hisses. "What in Great Oden's eye patch are you talking about. If it's about earlier, I was just joking Anxiety!" I protested. 

He looked bewildered. "Really!? That wasn't you telling Logan in the kitchen that I'm a disorder!?" he hissed. I look down.

"Anxiety I didn't mean it..." I whisper. "Don't say that again!" he screamed as he started crying again. I look up at him, tears in my eyes knowing that I caused this much pain.

"I won't Anxiety...I promise.." I whispered sincerely. "Why would you promise that!? It's clear that that's how you feel!" he said he was beginning to shake very harshly.

I put my hands gently on his after moving his face to look up at me. "That is not how I feel about you Anxiety. I love you very dearly. That is how I feel." I say confessing to him scared that he'd reject me but refused to make the moment about my fear.

Anxiety engulfed me in a hug. It was so sudden that I almost fell over but laughed and hugged him back. I heard him murmmer in my chest; "I love you too" I felt tears soak my prince outfit but I didn't care.

He could be happy. I could be happy. We could be happy.

Together

Authors Note: Whoo that was cute. I didn't really know what to write. When the idea struck me I couldn't write anything to detailed to remember it so I went off what I thought sounded good. Sorry if it's bad.

Word Count (Counting Author's Note): 766