So yeah. You're a part of this one-shot. I'll explain more as we get into the story. Here's a code:
(Y/N)=your name
(F/DM)=Favorite Disney Movie. (yep. It's going there)
(V/I)=video idea (because I didn't think of one)
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anonymous narrator, your POV
You had come to work on a video with your friend, Thomas. You had done many collabs before but now you're channel had gotten more popular and you felt like you needed to do this. The two of you were planning all week but something...unexpected happened.
When you arrived your studio (A/N: because why not have a film studio?) you saw Thomas.
"Hey!" You called over.
"Hey, (Y/N)" he responded, waving to you. You ran over and the two of you started to get set up. It was all going fine until, out of the blue, a very familiar voice said. "Okay. Are you sure you planned this out correctly.?"
You looked at Thomas and then at the stranger. Then back to Thomas.
"Uhh, (Y/N), this is Logan. He's represents my logical side." he explains.
"Uhh huh..." you say, kind of dumbfounded. Then you turn to Logan. "Nice to...meet you..."
"Nice to meet you too. Now have you followed through with the plan?"
"It still wouldn't improve the video." A new person said.
"Anxiety, just have a slightly positive outlook!" Logan sighed.
"It's not my job to encourage." Anxiety said. "That's Princey's job."
Before you could even open your mouth a third person appeared.
"You called?"
You could assume that this was the person that Anxiety had been talking about.
"Okay. What is going on?" You scream, but before anyone could speak, a fourth person popped out.
"Now let's not get in a fight now, guys." he said.
You looked towards Thomas with a look of pure confusion. He took a breath before explaining everything.
"(Y/N)...meet my personality."
You were still shocked but nowhere near as confused. The entire explanation just seemed crazy.
"Okay. I think I've finally grasped what's going on but why was now a good time for this to happen?" you asked.
"Well, we were just a little concerned." Logan replied.
"(Y/N) and I have been planning this for a while." Thomas said. "What's there to be concerned about?"
"Well, the video could go horribly wrong" Anxiety explained. "Or it could backfire. Just think of the many possible situations."
"Yeah, stuff could-"
"Nonsense!" Princey...or Roman interrupted. (A/N: just pick one. Or both. Or whatever okay?))
"This is going to be splendid! Don't worry about the negatives!"
You smile. "You know what, focusing on the negatives will just make the collab a mess. Let's just stay positive."
"While still finding room for improvement." Logan said.
"That's the spirit!" Morality smiled.
"I like you!" Roman said to you.
"Uhh thanks..." You awkwardly look around. You see Thomas and your eyes meet. You're both thinking the same thing. (A/N: this is platonic. Maybe)
"I'm kinda feeling a bit uncomfortable now so..."
"Wait, what are you going to do?" Logan asks.
"(V/I)" you and Thomas say at the same time and the two of you take turns explain it.
"So I guess we didn't have a lot to do here." Logan said and sunk down. The other three traits also started to sink down too.
You mumbled a reference to (F/DM) and you weren't even surprised to see Princey pop up again.
"What did you just say?"
"Uhh nothing." You replied, trying to get the fanciful trait to sink back down again.
Once that was finally taken care of, you and Thomas prepared to start the video.
"I'm so sorry about that, (Y/N)," Thomas said.
"It's fine. I just was taken by surprise that's all."
There was silence.
"Do they appear often?" You quickly ask.
"Yeah" he shrugs.
"Thanks again for doing this."
"No problem."
The two of you get the video done. The experience stuck in your memory but hey. At least you wouldn't be surprised if it happened again.
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Hey guys. So this is my first ever 'X-Reader'! I might do an actual book relating to this plot. Like I might make this one-shot part of an actual plot. How does that sound? If y'all have requests, I'd be happy to see them and a new part will be out soon.
