It's Not Perfect, It's Love - Prinxiety

Where in the World is Anxiety Sanders

~Prince's POV~

Morality, Logan, and myself have decided to take shifts taking care of Anxiety. Today is my day so I am currently making him breakfast. I make pancakes, bacon, and eggs, and pour him a glass of milk. For whatever reason he prefers milk over orange juice.

Once I finish, I place everything on a plate and head to his room. I approach the black door and give a firm knock. I receive no response.

"Anxiety?" I call. Still no response.

I open the door to find the room empty.

Where is he? I know he was in here earlier and he hasn't left his room much recently... Maybe he needed to use the restroom?

There are four different restrooms in the mind so I walk up to each one and knock politely to see if Anxiety is inside. He wasn't in any of them.

I am quickly begining to worry. I don't know where else he would have gone!

"Logan! Morality! Anxiety's missing!!!" I shout. I hear two pairs of footsteps hurry down the hall towards me.

"What?!" Morality asks when he reaches me.

"I went to Anxiety's room to give him breakfast but he wasn't there. I thought that he might be in the bathroom so I checked and he wasn't in any of them!!" I answer panicked.

"Okay, let's split up and search for him. Start at his favorite places and work your way to his least favorite. If he's here, we'll find him." Logic directs.

Morality and I nod in understanding and head off to start searching.

~Thomas's POV~

With Anxiety being... 'out of commission' a lot, I have been getting more sleep and being more productive. But my guilty conscience has been giving me nightmares and, with Anxiety being 'out of commission' I don't have the fight or flight impulse that makes me wake up from them. I end up having to deal with it until I wake up naturally in the morning.

So now here I am having another nightmare. The thing is, I know it's a nightmare, I know I need to wake up, and I know it's not real, but there is nothing I can do about it. Plus, even though the nightmares aren't real, the feelings in them are. The guilt is real. The fear Anxiety shows is real. The worry the others have about their friend is real.

There is one way that I wake up without it being naturally. Apparently I've accidentally summoned one of them in my sleep once or twice. If I do that they wake me up. I'm thankful for that, of course, but there is a part of me that feels that I deserve these nightmares for making Anxiety feel this way.

I hope we can let this blow over soon...

~Anxiety's POV~

I wake up to a strange pulling sensation.

Why do I feel a strange sense of de jah vu?

I see the world change around me until I'm standing in Thomas's bedroom. I notice that he's laying down in a restless sleep. I've had enough nightmares to know that he's having one right now.

So then how did I get here?

Suddenly, I remember hearing Prince say something about Thomas 'sleep summoning'. I guess that's what happened.

I see that Thomas looks very distressed but I don't wake him out of fear of confrontation. I swear, if I hear one word of yelling I'm gonna have an attack on the spot.

I contemplate whether to go back to the mind or not and decide that I need to stretch my legs anyways.

I take a bit of a walk through the house. It's nice being able to just walk around in this quiet. This is kinda relaxing...

Any relaxing feelings I have leave as soon as I enter the kitchen and notice a small white bottle sitting on a shelf.

Anxiety meds...

I take a look to make sure that Thomas hasn't woke up and came out here. When I see that he hasn't, I quickly grab the bottle and shove it into my jacket pocket. I then sink back into Thomas's mindscape. Bringing the little white bottle of pills with me.