Thomas Sanders Sides One-shots

Why Am I Always The Bad Guy?

I started writing this before the accepting anxiety part 2 video and there are mentions of blood and injury so, just a warning incase it triggers anyone. I almost didn't want to post it because I don't think it's particularly good but I'm doing it as a part of my whole 'try to do something that's out of your comfort zone at least once a day' thing so here it is.

Anxiety paced in his room, thoughts running wildly through his head about how much of a let down he was and how much better off Thomas and the other sides would be without him. He paused as an idea struck him. All the sides had TVs in their rooms and Anxiety had found out on accident that if he concentrated really hard he could make it show what Thomas was up to. He knew he should respect Thomas’s privacy but he just had to silence his thoughts. He turned on the TV and watched carefully.

On screen: Roman sighed “Thomas I’m trying my best to give you the greatest ideas for your video’s but what use are they if Anxiety makes you reject them? He knows nothing of creating good content or ideas. This entire process would be easier without him.” Thomas rubbed his eyes, exhaustion starting to kick in.“ Look Roman I know it’s frustrating but he’s just doing his job.” he muttered.
Roman frowned, deep in thought. “there must be a way of preventing him from getting to you so much though. You’re whole life is hindered by his dismal attitude and I think the rest of us are getting fed up of our points of view or advice being thrown away just because he doesn’t like the sound of it.” Thomas stayed silent, a look of uncertainty on his face. “Surely that’s not true? I do take your advice when I can, from all of you.” Roman let out a small chuckle “rarely Thomas, ask the other two and they’ll say the same thing. He just doesn’t contribute anything worthwhile, all he does is make your life difficult and I’m getting sick of it.”

Anxiety stood dead still, his eyes wide in shock and horror as he tried to register the words he’d just heard. He was right all along, none of them wanted him around and he was just a glitch that shouldn’t have ever existed. He’d always known he wasn’t exactly a walk in the park for Thomas to deal with, but to hear the very thoughts he’d been thinking actually being spoken aloud by Roman made his heart sink. And he did have a heart as unbelievable as it may sound. He eventually managed to unfreeze but he could feel his breath starting to catch in his throat and his lungs started to hurt. He struggled to breathe but soon managed to recover by doing a breathing exercise.

He looked back up at the screen and saw the other two sides had joined Thomas and Roman. Of course they’d been called but Thomas never voluntarily called Anxiety. Whenever he showed up they would all sigh or make rude comments about him showing up to ruin everything. None of them wanted him to turn up.

“I know he’s a part of you just like us but that doesn’t mean we have to like him” said Roman looking at his nails nonchalantly on the screen.

Anxiety glanced at the TV and felt anger and despair overwhelm him. Before he could stop himself he swung a fist at the TV which smashed, sending shards of glass to the ground and slicing up Anxietys fist. The TV immediately shut off and he collapsed on the floor holding his bleeding hand and holding back tears.

Thomas pinched the bridge of his nose, the bickering of three of his four sides starting to give him a headache, or at least that’s what he thought.

“Roman you may have a point about Anxiety but keep in mind he is still a part of Thomas and deserves to be treated like the rest of us.” Logan said, pushing his glasses back up his nose while throwing a wary look at the corner where Anxiety usually appeared.

“I know he’s a part of you just like us but that doesn’t mean we have to like him.” Roman said, looking at his nails nonchalantly.

Patton frowned, a look that was odd on his usually happy face. “Roman, I’m ashamed of you! Anxiety may be gloomy and yes he’s very negative most of the time but he contributes a lot, probably more than the rest of us.” he exclaimed.