Sorry for the lack of updates, y'all, I was sick. And tired. Really tired.

This seemed like fun to do.
I started to write and continued to do so.

For some reason I wanted to make anx sick from ground pizza,

Stop judging.

Also, important question later.
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Anxiety's stomach grumbled as the darker trait got out of bed. He had been there watching youtube™ for what, 4 hours?

This day sucked. He didn't want to go out of his room. He wanted to stay in bad, do nothing, think about nothing.

Maybe sleep.

Sleep or stay up to 5 am.

"Shut up" Anxiety wispered to his stomach as it made the noise of a dying whale again, "I'm getting the pizza, be quiet"

Once he got to the kitchen, he managed to find a pizza and heated it, doing a little tap dance while waiting.

When the ding finally sounded, he almost burned his hands, but pizza was worth it.

Anxiety put the finsihing touch on it and walked towards the living room, where Logic and Prince where doing their own thing,
"Where's dad?"

"I believe Morality is with Thomas, petting a dog" Logic said, looking up from his book.

"But you could be wrong" Anxiety smirked and sat down, his stomach ready for food, "everything could be wrong, something terrible could be happening right now and you wouldn't know it"

"Don't be so mean you emo nightmare" Roman defended Logic for some reason, "we don't have time for another crises, your last one went on for days"

"Not my fault" Anxiety shrugged and turned his back on Prince dude, "now the important thing I came for, pizza"

"Why must you be this way?" Logic mumbled to himself and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Hey!" Prince stood up and walked over to Anxiety, "is that my pizza?"

"No" Anxiety rolled his eyes, "it's mine"

"Nu uh, I bought that, it's mine"

"Well, not anymore" Anxiety said, wanting to eat a slice, but before he could, the plate with the precious pizza was snatched away by Prince, "hey!"

"Don't touch my stuff" Prince frowned and held the plate high above his head, so that Anxiety could not snatch it back, "stop it"

"You stop it!" Anxiety reached for the plate once more, "gimme!"

"Your grammar is incorrect" Logic pointed out.

"Stop it" Prince whined as he tried to hold the plate higher, making it so that the plate slid off his hand, "shoot!"

He tried to catch it. He tried his best, he really did, he couldn't save it.

The pizza fell on the ground. 

"NOOO!!" Anxiety screamed and dropped on his knees, holding his hands in the air, "WHYYYY?!"

"Why must you be this way?" Logic questioned.

"I can't, I can't even" Anxiety stared at the fallen pizza, it looked like he was about to cry, "why?"

"Why must it leave me? " Anxiety continued, "I'm so hungry, so so hungry. It left me, it ran away, it left this cruel world"

"Stop being so, so dramatic" Prince scoffed, folding his arms, "it's your own fault"

"I'm telling" Anxiety sniffled, ignoring Roman's protest, "DAAAAD, ROMAN IS TAKING AWAY MY FOOD AFTER I FINALLY CAME OUT OF MY ROOM"

A second after the loud DAD, Morality popped up in the room, his face confused and distressed.

"What's going on kiddo?" Morality asked and took a probably fale crying Anxiety into his arms, "Are you having a bad day? Did you get hurt?"

"P-prince dropped my pizza" Truth had to be told, neither Logic or Roman knew wether Anxiety was faking it or not.

It had happened before that Anxiety had been having a bad day and freaked out over something ridikules.

"I-I w-was hungry and made pizza" Anxiety sobbed into Morality's chest, "And Roman started to be mean and take t-the pizza and he he d-dropped it"

"Alright kiddo" Morality hushed the younger, "I'm just gonna let you sit here for a moment, okay?"

As Moraloty stood up, Roman felt the dreaded feeling. The feeling you got when you knew you were in trouble and you better run.

"Roman" Morality said, placing his hands on his hips, the parent pose, "taking someone's food is not nice. And you should know better than to mess with Anxiety when he's been in his room all day. You know he needs to eat then and that he doesn't. I am dissapointed in you''

"But I didn't do anything!" Prince whined, "he was stealing my food"

"Not true" Anxiety pouted, taking another bit of the pizza, "I prepared it"

"Please tell me that you didn't pick that off the ground"  Logic said, frowning, "It is full of bacteria, you could get sick"

"I'm hungry, my stomach hurts" Anxiety mumbled, sad puss in boots eyes kicking in when Morality took away the pizza, "Dad"

"Kiddo, it's not healthy" Morality said, snapping his fingers to make all of the other fallen pizza disappear too, "how about I make you an sandwhich and we watch a movie in my room?"

"I honestly can't tell wether he's fake crying or real crying. I mean, last time he locked himself up for hours, he cried over the fact that he can't talk to us in latin, or a snake without arms " Prince wispered to Logic, who agreed,

Anxiety nodded to Morality and allowed himself to be dragged along by the father figure, who indeed made a sandwhich for him and then pulled him into his room.

Anxiety didn't care that it was Morality's room, he jumped onto the bed, holding out his arms for a hug, he needed one.

"Two seconds kiddo" Morality said while putting a movie in the dvd player. It wasn't really a suprise that Morality had a giant tv in his room, "done"

He walked over to Anxiety and they cuddled, because that's what you when someone just dropped your pizza.

Later that night, they both drifted off into a nice sleep.

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When Anxiety woke up, he felt like death, like the world was going to kick him down and keep him there while it ate his pizza.

He felt like that every morning, nothing new, but now he also felt nauseous

He quickly untangled himself from Morality's arms, (who seemed to be waking up as well) and ran to the attached bathroom.

Just in time he reached the toilet and dropped down, throwing back out the ground pizza.

"Oh, kiddo" Morality had apparently entered the bathroom and was now next to Anxiety, comforting him, "We told you that pizza was dirty"

"That sounds so wrong" Anxiety groaned and allowed Morality to brush his teeth, because let's face it Anxiety is the lazy one.

"Come on, son" Morality helped Anxiety back to his bed, "why don't you try to sleep, I'll bring you some food when you're awake"

"My stomach hurts" Anxiety whined and hugged himself, curling up on the bed, "I don't want you to goooo"
Cue to the cat eyes.

Morality sighed and sat down besides Anxiety.

No matter what, Morality would always cave when Anxiety used his sad puss in boots eyes. (That's also the way Anxiety gets the last cookie, not Roman)

Morality gently stroked the younger's hair, smiling as he saw Anxiety's eyelids slowly dropped and his  breath evened out.

The other traits would have to remind Anxiety that it was a bad idea to eat ground food.

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Alright, so, important question.

I am a fluff writer. I'm kinda? Good at that?

So, for Family, I need and want to write angst in for the next chapter.

I c a n t do that. I suck.

So,

How do you write angst?
Does anyone have any tips, suggestions?
Feel free to send me a thousand messages if you have some amazing tips or suggestions.