My Emo Nightmare

The kid's not alright

Trigger warning: blood and blood and more blood. Also Patton who is just to adorable for this world. Caution; you may throw up rainbows and sparkles when you meet him.

Thomas's morality's pov (Patton but they haven't exchanged names yet😉)
I was in the main room of Thomas's mind. It was a normal room, similar to all of ours. The only difference was it was bigger and there was an added HUGE COUCH! It was in front of a TV.  All rooms have couches but not one this big! I chose to place it there so that we could have a movie night every now and then. By 'we' I mean me, Logic, and Princey.

I was sitting on the couch watching a vine full of ADORABLE FLUFFLY LIL PUPPIES!!!!! Logic was in his room reading a book and princey was in Thomas's imagination thinking about ideas for a new video. I thought about talking with Logic. He makes me feel all warm and fuzzy! But he was really sucked into his book and he seemed happy so...

happy without you there.

No. Just happy reading a book.
He doesn't like you.'

Shut up.
Who could ever like you?

Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up! ... that's better. These stupid thoughts. It'll get better, just keep smiling. You're ok Patton. Fake it till you make it.

Anyway, I was watching Aladdin when there was a flash. I turned and saw a figure.

Anxiety's pov
I felt myself form somewhere else. It took me a minute to think things through.

Ok,ok,ok. You're ok. John will be ok. You just... ok I honestly don't know where we are...

I turned and saw a person wearing blue. There was a shadow so I didn't see the person entirely.

Crap! Depression! He always wears blue!

I was still so beat up from the last time he went crazy, that and the fact that I can barely stand.

I slowly backed away. Well... not slowly. It was more like a 'I'm-about-to-trip-because-I'm-stumbling-backwards-and-can't-see-where-I'm -going' kinda deal. But I don't care. I'll do anything to get away from Depression. I don't know how much more I can take.

Back to Morality's pov
Oh crap! He was covered in head to toe in blood and bandages! He looked terrified when he saw me and started backing away. My heart.

"Hey, it's alright." I said in a soothing tone.

He backed away faster now. He whispered something in his scared little voice, "Please...don't...I...I....can't...take...anymore."

I guess he had gotten hurt pretty bad. To make him feel better I offered my name. "I'm Morality! I think you're a new trait—How'd that happen?" I asked pointing to a specific spot on his side that had the cloth cut through.

The kid raised his eyes off the floor and I saw a bit of.... relief? I took a small step forward. He took two steps back.

"Where..."

I chose to answer for him. "This is Thomas. He's my kid. I'm pretty proud of him. He's twenty two. His main traits are Logic, Creativity, and me, Morality." I smiled and gave him a small wave.

He took a few more steps back until he hit a wall. I took one step forward and he put his arms up as if to block something.

No no no no no no no it's all okay. "Hey, kiddo I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Can you come with me so we can clean you up?"

"U-um..." he hesitated.

"We have some stuff in the bathroom. I promise. I just want to help you."

"Why?"He asked, a hint of brokenness hidden behind his guarded voice.

"What?" I asked, obviously perplexed.

I didn't know how to respond but after a bit he tried to step forward. I came a little closer. At first he flinched but didn't back away. I helped him over to the couch.

"Geez what are normal couches not big enough or something?" He asked in a weak voice. I smiled and got up to get the medical supplies from the bathroom.

I came back and the kid was barely conscious. "Hey, it's alright. I'll ... I'll share my ice cream with you when I'm done here, okay? I have a secret stash." I tried talking with him to keep him awake. He laughed quietly, then held his side and winced slightly. I smiled, at least I made him laugh a bit.

"So you don't mind me asking about your name?" I asked. He nodded then winced when I poured some alcohol on a cut. I winced too. "Sorry kiddo."

"I-It's fine. I'm...Anxiety." He smirked.

I knew I needed to patch up that cut that was on his arm so when I finished with his head I asked "Can you roll your sleeves u—" he cut me off. "I'll do the rest, thanks." I nodded.

"Bathroom's over there" he walked over.

Anxiety's pov
When I got to the bathroom I sighed and leaned against the closed door.

Why is it so hard for me to stay away from people?

It took a lot out of me to walk and look better than I was. I pulled up my shirt off to show multiple bruises. My stomach was practically made of cuts and bruises, about as bad as my arms.

Good thing he didn't see this. I thought.

I bandaged myself up trying my best not to scream or cry. Didn't do to well on the not crying thing. After that, I cleaned up some blood and wiped away tears.

I looked at my new look in the mirror. Is that my eyeshadow? Good thing it's still there.

But I Gotta say it. Thomas looks pretty good. I slipped my slightly bloody shirt back on and walked out not showing any pain but screaming internally (or me when I find a new ship to obsess over and they die)

When I got out and plopped down on the huge couch and Morality turned to me. "How'd this happen?"

I considered for a bit, "I suppose Thomas did something recently to develop the amazingness that is me." I smirked and Morality laughed.

"I meant how'd you get so many cuts and bruises." I rolled my eyes, "A unicorn plowed through my bedroom window." I got up and walked to what looked like the hallway.

"So if I'm a new trait that means I have a room, right?" I whispered.

Morality giggled, then nodded and looked down the hallway, "I'm not sure I see any other rooms but we can check later. Right now I need to make dinner. You are hungry, right?"

I shrugged since I was used to not eating.

"Oh! I promised you ice cream! You can have it whenever you'd like, don't be afraid to ask me!"

Morality smiled. He hasn't stopped smiling since I got here. The only time I've seen is his smile falter was when he first saw me. And that was probably in shock.

"I should be making dinner."

I was left alone and probably should've stayed where I was but I wanted to sleep in my room. I snuck away towards the hallway. My body was killing me but I'm so used to it by now.

"Whoa." I opened the first door and found another world. Literally. There was a village and it was snowing...purple snow?

"I could go back and pretend I was there the entire time. Or..." I smirked and walked around Thomas's mind.