Prinxiety Oneshots 2

-On The Steps of the Palace-

Roman, the Prince of the Imagination , is looking for someone to love and marry. Since being royalty, a ball was in order.

Virgil desperately wanted to go but his anxiety kicked in and left him worrying about showing his face and being chosen. Also he's worrying because he thinks that Roman won't like him since he's Anxiety. On top of that, his friends Logan and Janus disapproved of Virgil going

Lucky for him, his other friend Patton saved the day by making him nice clothes along with a beautiful pair of shoes

The ball lasts for 3 nights and during the 2 nights and tonight, Virgil and Roman danced. Patton gave Virgil a curfew of midnight so he left in a hurry each time

Roman was infatuated with the mystery man and spread tar on the stairs earlier just so that he can properly get to know Virgil

Now, Virgil is running to get back home but gets stuck on the stairs, also he sings which isn't natural for him but this Oneshot/Songfic has a song from a musical so he's rolling with it

He's a very smart Prince
He's a Prince who prepares
Knowing this time, I'd run from him
He spread pitch on the stairs
And I'm caught unawares
Well it means that, he cares
This is more than just malice
Better stop and take stock
While you're standing here stuck
On the steps of the palace

All right, what do you want?
Have to make a decision
Why not stay and be caught
Should I give that a thought
What would be his response?

But then what if he knew
Who I am
When I know that
I'm not what he thinks
That he wants?

Or then what if I am
What a Prince would envision?
Although how can you know
Who you are
Till you know what you want
Which I don't
So then which do you pick:

When you're safe, out of sight
And yourself
But where everything's wrong?
Or where everything's right?
But you know that you'll never belong?
And whichever you pick
Do it quick
Cause you're starting to stick
To the steps of the palace

It's my first big decision
The choice isn't easy to make
To arrive at a ball is exciting and all
Once you're there, though it's scary

And it's fun to deceive
When you know you can leave
But you have to be wary
There's a lot that's at stake
But I've stalled long enough
Cause I'm still standing stuck
In the stuff
On the steps

Better run along home
And avoid the collision
Though at home, they don't care
I'll be better off there
When there's nothing to choose
So there's nothing to lose
So I'll pry up my shoes

Wait, though, thinking it through
Things don't have to collide
I know what my decision is
Which is not to decide
I'll just leave him a clue
For example: a shoe

And then see what he'll do
Now it's he and not you
Who'll be stuck with a shoe
In the stew, in the goo
And I've learned something too
Something I never knew
On the steps of the palace

Now Virgil is running again, leaving one shoe behind for Roman to find him. About him, Roman spotted the shoe and took it out of the tar, determined to find Virgil