-DISCONTINUED- Logically Moral (Logicality / LogicXMorality)

Locked Up Cookies

☆Morality's POV☆

"LOGAN, LOGAN, LOGAN!!" I exclaim as I burst into his room. "LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO!" I touch my tongue to my nose and give a muffled "SEE!"

"Yes, Morality. That's great." Logic replied, not even bothering to look at me. I guess his work was more important than me... which isn't a surprise. He always had his nose stuck in a book.

"You didn't even look!"

"Sorry, what did you want?" Logic turned around in his spinny chair, still staring at the book in his lap. He looked up and his eyes met with mine.

"Look! I can touch my tongue to my nose!" I did the act again to prove it. Logic had no reaction whatsoever.

"That's fantastic, Morality. Now is there a real reason you came in here?"

"No..." I start to walk back out of his room.

"Wait, Morality?"

"Yeah?!" I rush back in. What did he want? Was he gonna confess his love for me? Did he want to marry me? What if he wanted to-

"Shut the door on your way out."

Well, I was wrong. I mope back out of his room. So much for my high hopes, or my chance of being with Logic. Sometimes, I don't like to admit it, but I think I have a crush on him...

"Ah, Morality! A shining face to see!" Prince exclaimed as he followed me down the hallway. I instantly perked up again.

"Roman! So glad to see you? How's Anxiety doing?"

"I'm right here you idiot," Anxiety mumbled. He was standing behind Prince, wearing all black.

"Oh, hey Anxiety! I didn't see you at all in this dark hallway."

"I'm gone unseen by most eyes. That's the way I like it. That was I don't have to deal with people. Especially perky people."

"Aw, but I'm sure the whole world would rather see your smiling face, kiddo!"

"Pleas don't call me 'kiddo'."

Prince smiled as he took a step closer to me. "Anyways, besides all that, since we'll be stuck in Thomas' head for a couple of days, I was wondering if you could help me with something."

"Sure, anything for you, kiddo!"

"Do you call everyone that?" Anxiety added. Prince dismissed the comment.

"I was going to repaint my room- something with rainbows in it."

"It's because he's gay. More specifically, gay for me." Another comment from Anxiety. Prince couldn't help but smile at that one.

"Sure," I giggled to myself. "I'll help you out. I have my trusty painter's shirt just waiting to be worn again!"

"Great, we start at 9:00 tomorrow sharp!"

I nodded before heading of to the kitchen. Just thinking of hard work made me hungry. Hungry for cookies, that is!

I opened the cabinet where the box of cookies should be to see it replaced with a note.

Morality,
I have taken the cookies and locked them up in my own personal possession. You need to learn self-control, and I already know you're coming in here to eat them for a reason that is not sensible enough. Therefore, if you want your cookies back, please come see me in my room from the hours of 5:00 p.m. and 6:00 p.m. as that is when I have my daily break.
Looking out for your health,
Logan

Dang it! Now I'm sad and cookie-less. I rush back to Logic's room and swing open the door. "LOGIC WHERE ARE MY COOKIES?!"

Logic jumped at my sudden outburst. He slowly turned to me from his desk, "didn't you read the letter? It said between 5:00 and 6:00, and it's already 7:43! If you want your cookies, you'll have to wait until that time tomorrow."

"No fair! I want my cookies now!" I sat down on the floor in front of him. You're no fair!"

"Actually, I am very fair. You need a balanced diet and eating cookies whenever you get the 'munchies' for one reason or another is not good for your health or physical wellbeing."

"But it's no fun to be healthy! I want my cookies now!"

Logic put his hand on my head and ruffled my hair. "Oh come on, just do it once, Morality. I don't want you maintaining an unhealthy lifestyle that will inevitably leave you with some sort of sickness, disease, or disorder. I actually care about you and your wellbeing."

Logic pause a moment before adding, "more than you know, actually."