Anxiety pulled his hood up, earbuds in and knees pulled up to his chest. He was sat in his bed, against the wall, staring at his sheets with a frown. He was having a bad day, one that started this morning when all he was trying to do was help Thomas avoid embarrassment.

Exasperated, Prince had asked. "Can you please calm down, and do something other than worry right now?" Anxiety knew he was just frustrated, the others all did try their best to be nice, especially knowing how bad his own anxiety was, but it made him think.

All he really ever did do was worry. There wasn't much that he felt otherwise, he never felt true happiness, never felt anything other than fear really. Was that all there was to him? He knew that he was Anxiety, but all of the others were more than just what they represented. They had personality, they felt other things, but all Anxiety did was fear.

He felt, at this time, that anxious was all he could ever be. He was destined to be an annoyance to all, always cynical and depressed, always the negative side that everyone just wanted to shove aside. He felt trapped, like he could never do or be anything more than sad and scared all the time. He sighed, and curled into himself more, trying hard to block out his thoughts with music.

He didn't hear the first knock on his door, his music turned up too loud. He did hear the shouting that followed, making him since and take his earbuds out. "Anxiety!" Prince called for him. "I wanted to check on you. You haven't been out since this morning."

He should have expected the visit. If he didn't at least come out to eat, one of the other sides would come make sure he was doing okay. He was sure they didn't really care about him, they probably just wanted to make sure he didn't get so anxious Thomas felt it. He appreciated it though, if no one came to check on him it was possible that one day he would lock himself up for good. He hoped he never felt that bad.

He reluctantly climbed out of bed, answering the door and coming face to face with Prince. "I'm fine. See?" He sighed out, ready to close the door back and go back to his bed with his music.

"Are you sure? I apologize if this morning I seemed frustrated with you, the situation we were in was-" Prince was cut off by Anxiety, sighing again.

"It's fine. I'm sorry I don't do much, other than feel anxious all the time." He apologized, and Prince frowned at him.

"Don't feel sorry for being anxious, that's out of your control. And surely you aren't anxious all of the time. You've got to have some good days!" Prince smiled gently at him. "I mean, surely any time spent with me is wonderful." He chuckled.

"Yeah, sure Princey." Anxiety shook his head. "Can I go sit back down now? I'm busy." He turned to walk back into his room.

"With what?" Prince questioned. Anxiety frowned, unable to think of anything in time. Prince was able to catch on quickly.

"You're not having a good day today. Well, staying all by yourself with only your thoughts can't be good for you." He put a hand on Anxiety's shoulder. "If you don't want to come out, I could sit with you? We could talk if you need."

Anxiety stood still for a few moments, considering. When he decided, he didn't say anything, simply walked into his room and leaving the door opened. Prince followed him in, sitting next to him on his bed. They sat in silence for a while, both looking at the wall in front of them. Anxiety finally spoke up, eyes still fixed ahead. "Do you think I could ever be more than Anxiety?"

Prince turned to him. "What do you mean?" He pondered.

"I mean.." Anxiety looked at the floor, chewing his lip. "Do you think I can be happy? Not just always untrusting, and scared of literally everything?"

"Anxiety.." Prince paused, watching him. He wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "Of course you can be happy. There's more to who you are than being "the bad guy." We all know you try your best. Your current feelings do not define you."

Anxiety was silent for a while, then looked up at Prince with wet eyes and a small, barely noticeable smile. "Thanks, Princey." He quickly glances away again, and Prince smiles.

"Anytime, Anxiety. I am always here for you." The arm wrapped around Anxiety pulls him closer, his other arm coming up to fully embrace him. Anxiety leans into the hug, an arm coming up to return it hesitantly. "We all are here for you."

They said nothing for a while, just hugging and enjoying the silence, Anxiety thinking once again. He was definitely going to try and be a little less anxious. Maybe not shoot for complete happiness yet, small steps towards his goal were still something to be proud of.

He was going to try, and he had Prince there to help him too.

Anxiety smiled a little wider. He could do it.

I was so gonna write another Logic x morality but then this happened and I've been writing too little Prinxiety anyway so

I really liked the idea of this, dunno if I pulled it off well, oops

Just so ya know I will probably never actually write the others being mean to anxiety because there's too much sadness in prinxiety fanfics y'know
Be nice to the poor guy for once

Also if I'm bad at replying to comments it's cause I'm probably anxious, forgive me

I hope this was alright. Bye!-Bob