Princey POV.
After about 10 mins of Dad trying to get me to leave and help Logan McAutoCorrect used his powers (we all have powers, mines creation Logan's is levitation/telepathy and Patton can always tell when someone is upset or lying.) to Physically move me from my room. I groaned as I saw the gift they had made the new guy. Logan had clearly taken no account of their feelings or what kind of person they could be and based it completely off of their room and Dad did the opposite. It had black holo glitter and spikes on it. I never thought I'd say this but it's okay. I made a few changes, adding dark purple spiked headphones, black tinsel and black dyed roses to line the outer side of the wooded basket thing that had been painted extremely dark indigo-ish purple mixed with true cyan. I have a nack with colours in this sense being Thomas's creativity of course. I had set it deep into the new guys closet and left. I was tired and thought I I should sleep earlier than normal and since I was up all night yesterday I needed my Beauty sleep. I headed off to bed and got up on the next sunny wonderful Monday. Thomas had plans with his friends later this evening, I suggested Friday but oh no Logan McAutoCorrect thought it would logically make more sense to happen on a Monday since places would be less busy today. None the less, I went over for breakfast to find a black clad figure, I swear he looks just like Virgil but, that couldn't be, no no no. Virgil was the one who broke Logan's heart not too long ago, I looked down the hall to see Logan was thinking the same as me or, as he was telepathically communicating to me. Dad soon called to us and I got my fencing sword out of thin air and held it out defensively,
"Who is this and why are they in our kitchen?!" I demanded backing them up to the wall with my sword.
"Now kiddo is that anyway to treat our new side?" Dad asked. Logan saw how the guy looked confused and made him think he was explaining it all and then asked aloud what his name was.
"V-" he started, I saw Logan cringe a little knowing the truth. "Anxiety, my name is anxiety." He corrected. Logan soon left looking upset. I soon lightly grazed my sword against his neck while backing him into a corner. Dad soon called Logan who read back into our minds to see what happened. He looked over at Dad who smiled at him. He soon got to leave again and I heard him cough, I didn't know sides could get sick...
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