Could Be Gayer! {Sanders Sides Oneshots}

Panic Attack (Platonic Moxiety) (#AngstContest)

Prompt kind of based off of anxious__mess Sanders Sides oneshot book! It has pretty much the same idea?
(Written by me, based off of ^ (kind of!!!) but not word for word or anything)

Trigger warning!! Panic attacks, hurtful words and thoughts towards Virgil!
(Angst!)

This is my entry for the contest that I made, the Angst Contest! GOOD LUCK, CONTESTANTS! This is my entry, beat this! (Lol no sorry)
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Virgil's POV

I pop up beside Thomas, who is almost ready to be going out into town. "You know, there is a lot of traffic and commotion happening down town. I don't think you should go out," I say.

Thomas sighs. "Anx- erm, Virgil, can you please just leave me alone?" He practically begs. I hide my misery with a smirk. "It's my job, sunshine." I mock.

Thomas frowns, not looking amused. "Still. It's not very safe, is it?" I inform, stepping around my host. He just ignores me, and keeps combing his almost untamable hair.

Suddenly, Roman pops up. He looks annoyed. "Virgil, leave Thomas alone just once! You can be such a burden sometimes!" He scolds, pointing at me for a moment.

I scowl. "It's my job, Princey. Deal with it." Roman continues to protest, annoyed still.

Dad (Virgil call Patton "dad" because he is like a dad to him) pops up and into the room, looking at us three. "Now, kids, no need to fig-" he gets cut off by, yep! You guessed it! Roman. "Yes, there is a need to fight! Virgil is being a burden again! Why can't he just leave Thomas alone for a few days at least!?" Roman exclaims.

Dad I look slightly surprised by the royal traits sudden outburst, but I cover my surprise up with a sneer. "I'm just doing my job, Princey!" I poke his chest. "Well could you do more than be a burden, and be completely bothersome for once!?" Roman yells.

Thomas looks like he's about to lose his shit. "Your making Thomas mad with your yelli-" Roman doesn't hear me, and keep rambling. "Seriously! You are.. just.. ugh! Sometimes you can be so bothersome, and annoying! Obnoxious, and just a complete waste of time!"

It comes to my senses that Dad has left by now. Tears threaten my eyes, but I hold them back. Roman keeps going on about how worthless I am.. how bothersome.

Finally, I have enough of it and teleport to the mind palace. Running to my room, I slam the door and curl up in a ball, against the wall in a corner.

I shake, tears spilling. My eyes burn, chest heavy. My wind pipe feels like it's falling in on itself, making every fast and heavy breath, or ugly sob hurt like hell.

The voices in my head get the best of me.

"Your a worthless piece of shit!"

"Your so worthless, and idiotic!"

"Go kill yourself, nobody will care!"

"Your just a bothersome, obnoxious, useless trait!"

"Roman doesn't care at all! He hates you!"

"Patton doesn't care either! It's just an ACT!"

"Logan could care less! He doesn't care about you either!"

"Go die! Nobody cares!"

I bed for the voices to stop, rocking back and fourth and shaking my head. There is suddenly a knock at my door, which my sobs and loud cries get through.

The door opens with a creak, whoever walking in seeing me in my breakdown state. They rush over, and start to pet my hair.

Immediately, I know who it is...

Patton.

"Kiddo, it's okay... shhh, sh.. it's alright." He whispers to me. I keep shaking and crying and rocking back and fourth. "Make i-it stop!" I plead. "Make the v-voices stop!" The voices continue to mock me, making my mental state practically rip in half. "I-I was only trying to help! Please! Make them s-s-stop!"

"Breathe with me. Breath in for seven seconds, out for eight." Patton says, still petting my short hair softly. I do as told, and do it multiple times with him.

"Now, name three things you can see." Patton instructs. I shakily look up a bit, and give my answer. "Y-y-you," I choke through sobs, "the wa-a-all," I struggle to keep my voice in tact. "And t-t-th-e be-e-ed-d..."

Patton nods, rubbing my back in circles. He helps me through my panic, making me feel slightly better. I'm still crying, and my hands are shaking though.

He engulfs me in a gentle hug, and I sob into his shoulder. It has been a while since I've cried this hard, and it makes me feel tired. But, it helps me calm down.

After I've calmed down for the most part- still shaking up, though-, Patton asks me what's wrong, and what caused this violent panic attack.

I explain everything that happened to me, and resist the urge to break down again. When I see the look on Patton's face, I can't hold it in. I break down in his arms again. He rubs my back, his look full of sympathy, sorrow, and slight anger towards Roman. Well, that's what I'm guessing.

I eventually fall asleep, not realizing how angry this whole ordeal made Patton.

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Patton's POV

I set Virgil in the bed, sighing. In clench my fists, walking out of the room. I unclench them once I get into the mine palace's kitchen, where Logan and Roman stand talking.

I walk up to Roman, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. "How could you do that!?" I exclaim, anger and sadness raining over any other emotion in my eyes.

Roman looks confused, and shocked. "W-what?" He asks. Logan looks shocked, and confused as well.

"You know! You upset Virgil!" I exclaim again, even angrier. "I was only trying to hel-" I cut him off, "that's what he said as well! You called him bothersome, and annoying!"

Roman and Logan look even more shocked. "I didn't think it would affect him! It doesn't affect me or Logan when we get called that!" Roman defends himself.

"He's Anxiety! He has panic attacks, and anxious attacks three times worse than Thomas does when he has them! It affects him way worse than you would think!" I yell, venting my anger.

"I didn't know that! How did it even affect him!?" Roman exclaims, trying to defend himself still. Logan just watches this whole thing happen, shock evident in his eyes.

"He has voices, Roman! He has depression most of the time, and thoughts that haunt him because of all the shit you throw at him!" I yell, and Roman jumps back slightly because of my use of a swear word. But at this point, I honestly don't care.

Roman is speechless now, his mouth help agape along with Logan's. I just huff, and stomp back to my room.

I close the door, and sigh. Flopping onto my bed, I pull the covers over me to take a nap, which usually helps me calm down from sadness or anger.

It's been a long day.

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How did y'all like that chapter!? Angsty, lol. Sorry. Also, don't forget to put the #AngstContest on any oneshots you write for my competition, or ones that you think would fit (that you wrote, obviously), and tag me in them so I can rate! Thank you!

Also, I'm sorry if this chapter triggered anyone. Remember! You are all important, and worth it! Stay healthy, and try to keep your spirits high.

Even if you can't, just try your best. That's all that matters. <3

If you have depression or anxiety, talk to someone! Whether that person is me, a friend, family member, or some random dude/chick on the internet!

Stay safe, my guys, gals, and non-binary Griffins!

~Griffin