This happened.

I needed to write something, sorry if this came out a bit messy, my hands keep shaking today.

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I thought of this thingy:
When Anxiety first was created, he didn't talk. Why? Because he's anxious, that's why.
He slowly starts communicating more through sign language and wispering to Patton
until bibbidi babbidi boo, he talks one day
((Probs to insult Prince tho))
((Also, when a trait is created, their door appears first like, hey, new trait coming up))
And something with cat ears.

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The boy's door had been a really dark, almost black blue.

When he first opened his eyes, he didn't know what was going on. He had been lying on his bed and it felt like he just woke up from a long nap.

He was wearing an awesome hoodie, which kept him nice ans warm.

He only knew his name and what he was there for.

He tried it out, curious how it would sound, dissapointed when it came out with a stutter

Gosh darn it. He tried a few more times, but the darn stutter wouldn't go away.

He gave up after a few more times, he would learn some day.

He had not expected for someone to knock on his door.

After almost five minutes of convincing himself he could open the door and that it made no sense he was being so nervous about it, the boy opened the door, suprised that the one who knocked was still standing there.

Well, there were three people standing there, but still.

"Hey kiddo!" the guy with a sweater like something around his shoulders greeted, "so, you're new! Welcome!''

He just kind of stared at him, he didn't know what to do, what was he supposed to say? Dear god, what if he messed it up right away?

The guy seemed to feel awkward himself and rubbed his neck, "so, I'm Morality, but you can call me dad if you wanna" Morality gestured to the one with a necktie, "that's Logic, he's really smart" he pointed to the last person in the room, who was wearing a prince suit, "And that's Prince!"

"Greetings!" Prince exclaimed, stepping forward, "if you wanna be saved, you can call me!"

Wait, was he holding a sword?

"Want to, want to be saved" Logic corrected him, "wanna, is not a proper word"

"I don't care" Prince shrugged, "If I wanna use it I'm gonna"

"I hate it when you do that" Logic pinched the bridge of his nose, "please stop"

Hated. So Logic hated it when someone didn't use proper grammer.
What if he hated the new boy right away? He didn't know proper grammer.
Heck, he even stuttered when he only tried to say his name.

"Hush Logic" Morality said and turned his attention back to the newcomer, "so what's your name kiddo?"

Oh heck no. Abort mission! Abort!

The boy bit his lip and looked down at the floor, not wanting to look at their faces as he shook his head no.

"No?" Morality mumbled, confused. He noticed the new trait's discomfort, his mind started to go over everything that could be wrong.

The others never had this problem, Logic was really smart and eager to share facts and Prince practically kicked down his door with a sword in his hands.

Okay, so, the door had been a dark colour, which must mean something of a nore darker emotions.

Parent instincts kicking in, Morality stepped closer to the boy, wispering,
"Don't you wanna tell or do you not wanna talk? Just hold up your fingers"

Two fingers were held up.

"Ahh" Morality thought long and hard, before snapping his fingers and making paper and pen appear, "do you know how to spell your name?"

The boy thought about it, yeah, he could do that.

He nodded and accepted the paper, concetrating as he spelled out his name, giving it back to Morality

Morality  said thanks and looked at the slightly messy handwriting

A-N-X-I-E-T-Y

The parent nodded in understanding, that explained a lot, and turned to Prince and Logic, who had been staring at them the whole time,
"Guys, I'd like you to meet Anxiety!"

"Nice to meet you Anxiety, but I gotta go" Prince said, making sure to say Gotta extra loud to annoy Logic, "I'm off to slay a dragon!" With that he ran away, yelling something about a kidnapping.

Anxiety looked at Morality, confused. You would be too, if soem guy with a sword ran away yelling about dragons.

"He... Does that" Morality shrugged, "why don't I show you the kitchen and living room?"

Anxiety nodded and follwed the heart, Logic following them.

"So there's the kitchen" Morality pointed to a white door, "and this is the living room"

The room was nice and cozy. There was a couch, two chairs, a tv, a table and some fancy light on the ceiling.

Logic sat down on the couch and pulled a book out of nowhere.

Once again, Morality shrugged when Anxiety looked at him, "he does that. Sit down, I'll go make some cookies"

-+-+-+let's skip ahead two days+-+-+-+

Two days later Anxiety still hadn't talked.
Yes, he knew it was silly, but he really started to like them and he didn't want them to think that he was dumb.

Except Prince, he was pretty sure Prince was dumb himself.

Currently, he was curled up on the couch, reading a book Logic had given to him.

A hand on his shoulder startled him and made him look up, Logic was standing there with a thick book.

"Greetings, Anxiety" Logic greeted the younger and sat down as well, "I wanted to show you something"
He held out the book.

Anxiety took it and opened it, flicking through the pages a bit.
The book was filled with pictures of hand in certain poses and words underneath them.
He looked up at Logic, raising his eyebrow.

"It's a book about sign langauge" Logic explained, "this way it will be easier to communicate for you untill you are ready to talk"

Anxiety nodded and flicked through the pages untill he found what he wanted to sign. He placed his hand above his chin and made it look like he was blowing someone a kiss, signing 'thank you'

"No problem" Logic said and stood back up, "if you will excuse me, I have things to do(cough Morality cough)"

Anxiety wasn't listening anymore, too busy trying to learn sign language.

-+-+-let's skip ahead some time again-+-+

It quickly became clear that Anxiety wasn't one for sleep. 

On most nights, when the others had gone to bed already, he would sit on the couch, watching tv or listening to music, wide awake and overthinking.

He would go to bed after 4 in the morning most of the nights, or just when he started to feel really exhausted.

He had developed, as Logic called it,
A very unheathly sleeping pattern.

So it also quickly became a thing that Anxiety would be on the couch some days, falling asleep.

Today was one of those days, he was taking uo the whole couch and tried his best to ignore the others.

He didn't sleep at all last night, now his eyes were burning and itching, his eyelids kept falling down and he couldn't help but yawn once in the few minutes.

"Kiddo, are you alright?" Morality asked and pointed to the bear he was wearing on his sweater,  "you look bear-ly awake"

Anxiety nodded and held up his hands, moving them in circles, signing he was fine.

"You could always just stand up" Prince huffed. He was sitting on the floor with his phone, seeing as all of the other seats were taken. He stood up and poked Anxiety,
"Come on! I wanna sit on the couch"

That's when it happened for the first time.

"Hggssss!" Anxiety hissed at Prince, not moving. 

Silence.

"Awwww!" Morality squealed, "he's like a little kitten!" He jumped out of his chair and ran out of the room, "Be right back!"

"Yas!" Prince mumbled and took Morality's seat, "finally"

After four mintues, Morality returned, holding a pair of dark balck cat ears in his hand,
"Tadaa!"

The parent trait walked over and placed the ears on the exhausted emo nightmare's head,
"Awww!"

Anxiety shook his hands, trying to ask 'why?'

"You look adorable" Morality stated and took out his phone, taking a picture.

Anxiety francly shook his head, he was not adorable! Weren't cats supposed to be evil?

He did have to admit, he liked the ears.
Maybe because he was so tired, maybe because of the attention, but he liked them.

Flash!

Another picture? Really?

-+-+-+-Yet another time skip-+-+-+-

"Why can't you just, just!" Prince stopped, looking for the right words, "just not do whatever you're doing right now!"

Anxiety raised his eyebrow. Really?

"It's not fair, we were just going to ask a question" Prince grumbled and sat down, pouting.

Earlier at school, Thomas hadn't understand the explanation. But instead of raising his hand, he kept silent, because of Anxiety.

"Now now, Kiddo" Morality tried to cheer up Prince, "it'll be okay"

"No!" Prince exclaimed and gestured to Anxiety, "he just, he. Argh!"

Anxiety rolled his eyes and sighed, he was getting fed up with this. Royal pain in the butt had been whining about how it was a disater for almost ten minutes now, for real.

When Prince opened his mouth again, Anxuety was truly done. He couldn't take this anymore.

He was done.

He walked over and poked Prince on his chest,
"You're an IDIOT!"
And he stormed out of the room.

Prince sttod there, flabbergasped,
"Did... Did he just?"

"He did!" Morality yelled and jumped around, "he finally did it!" he halted his excited jumping around and ran out of the room,
"I gotta go talk to him"

The rest of the day was filled with hugs and 'I'm so proud of you kiddo!' S

-+-+-+- A whole lot of years later-+-+-

"And if all of that doesn't happen, what if he just makes a fool out of himself!" Anxiety finished his rant, panting.

They had been arguing for twenty minutes no-, no wait, no, new information, they had been arguing for 30 minutes now.

About what you might ask? A party. Thomas had been invited to one, Prince really wanted to go, Anxiety really didn't.

"It won't happen!" Prince cried out, desperate, he really wanted to go gosh darn it,
"Shut up! Gosh, I miss the old days, you know, where you wouldn't protest?"

"Shut up" Anxiety mumbled, hiding his face in his hood, "that's not fair"

"Yes it is!" Prince smirked, happy that he found a weak spot, "You were adorable"

"What are they talking about?" Thomas asked Morality and Logic,

Yes, they had been watching the argument, it was amusing.

"Well kiddo" Morality started, ignoring Anxiety's 'dad pls no',
"When Anxiety first came in the mind space, he didn't talk. He didn't want to, or he couldn't? I'm not sure anymore"

"I believe when he first did, it was in latin" Logan said, trying to remember the details,
"Yes, at first he didn't speak at all, then only in sign language, then he insulted Roman and He eventually just started talking to everyone"

"And he just won't stop now" Prince grumbled, glaring at the dark trait.

"Hey! In my defense, english is difficult and Logic was being whiny abiut grammar!" Anxiety defended himself, "I didn't want to talk to him because of that"

"You know, imagining a small not talking Anxiety is kinda.." Thomas paused, looking for the right word, "cute"

"I am not cute" Anxiety huffed, "I am the darkest of demons, I am now, was back then too"

"Sure, that's why you adored the cat ears Patton gave you back then" Logan said.

"I forgot about those" Prince really did try to hold back his laughter, "you looked so cute in those"

"Cats are very much like demons" Anxiety shrugged, he didn't really care. He still had the cat ears, they were cute and fluffy and made him look awesome. He wore them with proud back then, he still would now.

"I still have the pictures of you with them on!" Patton beamed and turned to Thomas, "help me remember to show you later!"

"The things you learn about a guy" Thomas looked at Anxiety, "any other cute things you want to share?"

"I'm done with all of you" Anxiety shared and sank down.

"About those pictures, Morality?"