timeskip. {takes place after the video}

          Anxiety's POV

     I sunk back down into the mindscape, feeling satisfied with my new outfit. Logan, Patton and Roman were both discussing something, most likely about our new fabulous style. "I love it! It's even more angsty than his last one!" Patton squealed. "It is." Logan muttered. Roman turned around, finally noticing me.

     "Oh, my dear emo nightmare! Don't you just love these new outfits?" Roman said dramatically. "Yeah...I do...." I mumbled. "Well, what do you think of them?" He asked. "Logan, you somehow managed to become even more nerdy. Patton, too adorable. And Roman..." I paused for a moment. "I-It....it gives you that more Disney Prince look...." I mumbled, feeling my cheeks flush with red.

     He gave me a smirk and encased me in a hug. "Aww, thank you, Virgil! It means a lot to me!" He said dramatically. Patton and Logan excused themselves and went to do who knows what. "You know, I love your outfit." He said, tilting my chin up lightly with his hand. "It suits you." He continued. "It makes you more...attractive~" He said with a flirty tone.

     Flustered, I turned away, burying myself in my new hoodie. He gave me a small chuckle before giving me a small peck on the cheek and excusing himself. I gave myself a minute to try and calm myself back down after experiencing...what ever you call that. I sat myself down on the couch, whipping out my phone. I went onto YouTube and checked Game Theory.

     Petscop? What's that? Curious, I tapped the video. I was immediately hit with a content warning. Psh, I  live on tumblr, I don't think I'll find this very disturbing.

one GT video later.

     I stuff my phone in my pocket, slightly disgusted at the video. How did they get out early for the murder of a ten year old? Like seriously? I stand myself up and go to get a snack. I grab a bowl of chips and sit myself down at the counter. "Heeeeeeeey kiddo!" Patton greeted, sitting down at the counter with me. I could tell something was off about the trait.

     "What'cha doin'?" "Eating chips." I said. "Can I have one?" He asked. I grabbed my bowl and held it away from him. I hissed at him. "Pwease?" He busted out his puppy dog eyes. GOD WHY? I CAN'T SAY NO TO THIS! {LOOOOOOOORD SHOW ME HOW TO SAY NO TO THIS, HOOOOOOOW CAN I SAY NO TO THIS? THERE IS-sorry, back to the actual story.}

      Reluctantly, I handed him a chip. His once sad expression was immediately replaced with a happy grin. "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" He said, stuffing the chip in his face. "Yeah yeah, don't get used to it, da-" I cut myself off. Was I going to say "dad?" Patton squealed...so loud, so so loud. "WERE YOU GOING TO CALL ME 'DAD?'" He asked excitedly. "uhhhhh....." Was all I was able to muster.

     "Awww, you're adorable!" He said before finally calming down. I noticed the small frown on his face. Once he noticed me looking, it immediately turned back into a big goofy smile. "You okay?" I asked in a slight worried tone. "Oh, yeah! I'm fine!" He exclaimed.

     "Patton, I can tell when you're lying. You're pretending to be happy. I can tell because I used to do that a lot." I said. There was a small moment of silence before the smile completely shattered. He was on the verge of tears.

     "M-Me and L-Lo........w-we got in a f-fight...." He muttered as tears fell from his eyes. Oh god....what did that nerd do to the cinnamon roll? I cupped his face with my hands and wiped away his tears. I encased him in a hug, running one of my hands up and down his back.

     "Just cry it out, it's okay..." I muttered. He let out a muffled sob. I quietly shushed him in a comforting manner. "Shh.........it's okay........you'll be okay...." I muttered softly. Just do what he did for you....

          Roman's POV

     There was a soft knock at the door. Three soft knocks. Logan. "Come in!" I called. Logan stepped in, closing the door tightly. "Hello, Logan. What do you need?" I asked. "Hey, um, I-I have a question...." He said quietly. I gave him a small confused hum in response.

     "How do you...." He paused. "How did you get over the fight with Virgil?" He asked. What? What happened? "Why do you ask?" I asked, patting down on my bed, motioning for him to sit down. He sat himself down. "Patton and I......w-we got into a fight...." He muttered. I threw my arms around him in a hug. "It's okay, you just have to talk." I said. I was being honest. I know the pain he's going through.

     "B-But....I don't think he's ready to talk yet, Roman. And even if he is, what will he say? What will happen?" He asked, trying to hold back tears. "I don't know. But keep this in mind: Patton is Thomas' heart, his emotions. The best thing to do is apologize and just talk..." I said. "A-Are you sure?" He asked. "I'm sure of it." I said.

     He stood himself up. "T-Thank you for your assistance, Roman..." He muttered. "It was no trouble, Logan." I said with a shy smile. He gave me a small smile in return before giving me a small wave as a goodbye. I just hope they work things out...

heeeeeey

sorry it's short.

but i have an excuse.

so i was gonna write last night.

but then all of a sudden

i was super light headed and dizzy {they're basically the same thing??}

and i couldn't because i was like dying

but imma hit you with two chapters today

or three if your lucky ;3

hehe

aLSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT ROMAN'S NICKNAME FOR VIRGIL IN THE LAST SANDERS SIDES VID

"Good old Panic! At the Everywhere has to say."

UM YES PLEASE

anyways

it feels like christmas in my house

i'm not joking

it's that cold and festive

like it's september??

why is it christmas like in our home???

okay???

well bye.