Sander Sides One-Shots

*Last Words (Good Ending)

Patton's POV

I was searching for Roman, but I haven't seen him since Anxiety's funeral this afternoon. He took his death really hard. I never really noticed how much Roman actually loved him. Even when he asked for permission to take Anxiety's hand in marriage. I took some time to think about this while walking to the creative side's room. But there he was...lying there...pills scattered across the floor.

"Roman!" I shouted. Gathering the pills in my hand and chucking them across the room. I checked for a pulse and luckily it was there. I shouted for Logan hoping he would hear me, I couldn't hear myself, my thoughts were too loud. I saw a note tucked under his bright red sash. In the midst of reading I bursted out crying and Logan appeared seeing my outburst and running towards the princely facet and I.

"Patton, what's going on?" He asked me. I showed him the note and after a couple of minutes he started balling.

"Call 911. Make sure he's going to be okay, Patton" Logan said. I did what he told me to do and within minutes which seemed liked hours the ambulance arrived. They took him straight to the hospital. Logan stayed home wanted to understand what just happened and told me to go with Prince, since I comprehend emotions a little better than he does. I stayed there for several hours, not sleeping nor eating. I wanted my son-in-law to be okay. I can't lose anymore of my family. The nurse walked into the waiting room and said I could check up on him. And so I did. The doctor was waiting for me and told me if he took at least 2 or 3 more pills it could've been fatal. I asked the doctor if he could leave and he said he didn't mind. After he left I called Logan and told him that Roman was alive and well. Logan started balling in the call and told me that he would be there as soon as possible. He ended the call with an I love you and Goodbye. I looked to the right of me and there Roman was, crying his eyes out and apologizing. I walked over to him and started comforting him.

"Patton. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry"

"It's okay. I mean it's not okay that you tried to end your life but you're here with us now and that's all that matters."

A few more minutes past, Logan should've been here already.

Ring. Ring.

I picked up the phone.

Babe, you wouldn't believe what's happening...

"What?"

Anxiety is back!

I saw prince figure shoot up his head.

"Anxiety is back? Anxiety is back!" He cried.

I continued the call with Logan.

"Are you sure?"

Yes! I am certain!

"Oh my god..."

I heard a car door slam and the start of an engine, then the call ended.

"Are they coming?" Roman asked.

"Yes! They're coming!" I told him, his eyes were shining. I've never seen him this happy, ever. We hugged and cried. I told him to rest before they get here. And soon enough they got here. Anxiety bursted through the door and lifted Prince out of the sheets. Prince seeing him sent him to a overload of happiness which I am sure almost paralyzed him.

I hugged Logan, asking how did this happen.

"A true love's sadness? Anxiety couldn't bear to see Prince in such despair that Thomas's brain recreated Anxiety?" He asked me.

"I don't know and I don't care as long as I see my boys happy" I replied.

I saw the two personalities looking at each with love and tears. Nothing could tear them apart.

Anxiety's POV

After a couple of days me and my love were able to go home. I stayed with him the whole time he was in the emergency room. In the rest of the days we stayed together we spent more time with each other, but we still had "work" to do.

Prince's POV

We all started appreciating Anxiety more. Never underestimating him again. Anxiety was a little less roughy on Thomas. A little. Logan realized more on how other peoples' emotions and feelings could impact someone. And for Patton he was still Patton only a little more happier. Oh, then there's me. I started realizing reality a bit more. Still keeping my fantasies with me but also, keeping in touch with reality and not letting that go. And neither will I let go of my one, true love. Anxiety.