Anxiety is shivering and whimpering on my bed. And I feel like joining him.

My house is shaking. Photos are falling off the walls. The windows seem to be bending away from the center of the house.

No way... IS THAT FEAR?!!

I kneel beside Anxiety,

"I told you specifically not to tell me!" The sound is getting closer. Anxiety doesn't answer.

"Alright, alright. Listen to me, are you able to tell me your human name?" I speak hurriedly. My heart thuds into my stomach as I see his answer.

Anxiety shakes his head.

I can't seem to calm down, not now.

This isn't the time to panic!!

I grab the vial and bow my head. In a hushed whisper, I pray:

"Lord above, I know you can see me. I know that right now, at this moment, I'm not trusting in you completely..."

The sound gets closer.

"...I know that, no matter what, you will protect me from harm. That you are the all powerful being, not some emotion society has made up. All things are made in your eyes..."

I swear it's right outside my door.

"...but I ask of you a favor. I, your child, am afraid. I am scared. I am fearful of what is about to happen, even if it is all in your plan. Please, please, don't let them win..."

All at once, I no longer hear Anxiety whimpering in fear. I don't feel the ground shaking beneath me. It's just a peaceful darkness behind my eyelids, a peace that I've never felt before.

"... the world you have so wonderfully made is crumbling. It's falling into the hands of bad people, of bad beings. And yes, we repent with your name, or at least most will believe that they have repented. But I pray that you let me help this creature. I don't know exactly what it is, I call it Anxiety. Please, don't let another wonderfully made creature fall into the ever wanting darkness and despair..."

...Amen."

There is a silence. A silence that seems to last decades. Before I open my eyes.

Anxiety is gone. The house isn't shaking.

But I don't feel fear. I'm sitting on the floor in front of my bed, perfectly calm. Then I notice something slightly different about my room.

There is a stag standing to my left. One with huge horns that I won't be able to fit through my door if I tried.

Slowly, I turn to it.

As soon as my gaze falls directly on it, it suddenly turns into a small, cute tuxedo cat with little grey wings.

My mouth drops.

"OH. MY. GOD. You're so adorable!!" It looks up at me and speaks,

"Why did you save me?" My mind is blown,

"Wait, Anxiety?" The kitten stands and nods, prancing over to me.

"No. That name doesn't feel right anymore... call me Tranquility." I scoop up the little animal and hold it to my chest as I nuzzle its tiny face,

"Okay T!" It starts to purr and seems to smile. I lay down on my bed and set it in my lap, the only light on in my room is a small lamp.

Fear probably left a mess in the hallway. Oh well, when Mum and Dad get home later tonight (like 11:30) they can talk. Right now, it's 9:15 and I'm done.

Anx- I mean, Tranquil -curls up at my feet as it places it's little tail over its nose and closes its eyes.

I follow its example, and I'm asleep before I can fix my blanket.

~~~{Time Skip Bc I Wanted One}~~~

I groggily groan and shift in my bed, the warmth seems to be behind me. I snuggle up to...

...the boDY IN MY BED.

I'm wide awake,

"What the...?" I try to roll over and find that I can't. Whoever this is, they have their arms around my waist, their legs are intertwined with mine, and they are breathing down my neck. Tranquil is still asleep at my feet.

Oh... I think I know who this is.

"I'm not ready to get up yet, stop moving." He whispers into my ear. I react instantly by elbowing his gut,

"You have four seconds to get out of my bed."

"Ack-!! What the hell woman?!!" He protests and I feel him shifting to hold his stomach.

"2 seconds left...." Lust is out of my bed and sitting on the floor,

"Why must you insist on abusing me? What have I done to deserve such a fate?" He dramatically exclaims from his doubled over position. I sit up as Tranquil mews and lifts its head,

"If you don't keep it down you will wake my parents." I realize something that makes my stomach turn.

My parents are home and there is a guy in my bedroom... if I don't get grounded for this it's because I'll be dead.

Lust takes a few dramatic deep breathes before replying,

"They can't hear me. Or see me for that matter." He grins evilly, "But they will be able to feel my presence if you catch my drift." I groan,

"Get out of here!" He stands, now perfectly unaffected,

"I am afraid that won't be possible. As I was the one assigned to look over Anxiety, who had now become his opposite, I am banished from the F.E.T." I clench my jaw and rub my forehead,

"For how long?"

"Well," he begins as he throws his hands in the air, "I am stuck with you until Fear decides I am allowed back in." I am glad Tranquil is in my lap, otherwise there would be bloodshed by now. The kitten allows me to pet it.

"And how long will that take?" Lust is suddenly in my face, our noses slightly touching,

"I am at the bottom of his paperwork, so at least three weeks..." He moves his head as if to kiss me and I backhand him,

"Keep this up and you won't live that long."

This is going to be the longest three weeks of my life.