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This may or may not be Logicality. It probably will be but let's just find out. I had some help from Julark_ for this one-shot. __________________________ It was not a good morning. Everyone was still exhausted. In fact, Patton and Anxiety were the only ones awake. Well, Patton was completely awake. Anxiety was eating cereal while Morality tried to get Logan and Roman to have some food by calling to them. Anx, who was more than half asleep and wanted nothing more than just more rest, threw the spoon once he was done with the cereal. He thought it would land on the table but it definitely did not. It ricocheted off of the wall and bounced back, knocking the bowl of cereal off the table on the way. It stopped at the other end of the room, when Logic walked in and he did not plan to be hit in the head with a spoon. Morality walked in to see a spoon on Friday the ground in front of Logan, a broken plate, and Anxiety just standing there, dripping with Cheerios and milk. "What happened here?" Patton asked. "I didn't want to walk so I threw the spoon." Anxiety replied. "Well I didn't know silverware could do that." Morality said. Logic sighed as he placed his hand on his forehead, near the bruise that the spoon caused. "Why did you think that would be a good idea?" he asked Anxiety. "I..." Anxiety looked down. His gaze fell on the broken pieces that were once a bowl. As Anxiety reached down to try and clean it up when Morality stopped him. "It's alright, Anx. You didn't cause a lot of damage. We can...repair this...." "Ehhhh..." Even though he expressed that he didn't think they could, Logan had noticed that Patton's tone indicated that he also didn't think that the bowl could be fixed. "I get it. I already ruined enough things today." Anxiety sighed and walked out, ignoring Logic and Morality calling after him. (A/N: well that escalated quickly)
Anxiety ran to a room and locked the door. He felt horrible. He just made a bad decision and that resulted in much more than something small. If he didn't throw that spoon, he wouldn't be wearing his breakfast, there would be no mess to clean, Logan would not have a bruise on his forehead, and Patton would trust him more than he did now. Anxiety choked back a sob. Soon, he heard banging on the door. He knew that he had to respond but he just didn't want to. He couldn't. All of these negative emotions were bottled up inside and he didn't want to deal with that right now. Anxiety was pushed out of his thoughts when the door actually was busted open. What had shocked him even more was that Roman was climbing through the hole he made in the door. "Princey? What are you doing?" Anxiety asked, avoiding his glance. "Logan and Patton told me what happened. They didn't think you'd talk to them." "Why should I? I basically ruined another thing today and they were lying to me to make me feel better. I've just been ruining everything!" Anxiety had to stifle a sob once again. (A/N: AAAAAAAAAH AND THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT A SPOON. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?) "You can let it out, Anxiety," Roman said and soon, it felt like a weight was lifted. "It's just all week I've been making a mess of everything!" Anxiety exclaimed, full on crying now. "The spoon incident was just icing on the cake. I'm just tired of being blamed and sick of being pushed away when I'm only trying to fix things! I don't even know why you want to listen to me now..." Then, Princey did the thing that surprised Anxiety the most. He hugged him. Anxiety slowly hugged back. No words were said but there was an understanding between the two them. After what seemed like an eternity, the two pulled away, still speechless. Roman broke the silence. "I know that we don't always see eye to eye but I know that you're trying to do your job and you do it good. We've all made mistakes before." "I know but that doesn't make it any different." Anxiety sighed. "And...I'm sorry for always placing the blame on you." Roman continued. "It's not just you, Princey. It's everyone." As he said this, Anxiety looked up at Roman and their eyes met. "But I appreciate that you cared enough to talk to me about it." he finished. "I appreciate that you opened up about it." Roman said "but if you need to talk about this again, I'll listen. Please don't bottle up your feelings like that again." "I'll try not to." Anxiety quietly said. Then he looked up at the door. "How did you manage to break this so badly?" "Pure determination." "Uh huh..." "You were locked in here!" Anxiety smiled slightly. "So is it damaged beyond repair?" Princey shrugged. "Probably." "Oh well. There goes the door." "I guess so." The two of them started laughing slightly and for a moment, reality seemed to disappear. "Hey Princey?" Anxiety said "Yes?" "Thank you." There was a brief silence before Roman responded. "You're welcome." Once more the two of them hugged. The day seemed to have taken a turn for the better. __________________________ And here we go. Well, this is way different from the original prompt and Prinxiety happened. Well, this is feelsy and I had fun writing this. Please continue requesting chiz (Logicality will happen I promise) and a new part will be up soon.
