11 Years Alone - Sander Sides -

Chapter Three

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The last place Patton insisted on going to was where the creativity lived, also known as a side called 'princey'. Anxiety couldn't help but to wonder what gave him such an odd nickname, though he just shook it off, wanting to make a good impression. So far, Patton was very helpful and kind, he could see them becoming really good...friends. Logan was a bit more complicated, but Anxiety knew that was just how he was, being Logic and all. He could see them getting along too.

 This time Anxiety was taken into a further part of the complex, Princey's room seemed to be a lot farther down than the others. He wondered why.  

 For some reason, something stuck with him. Patton said him and Princey would get along well. If Patton had an intuition about him coming here, maybe he was right about that too. 

 He smiled to himself, butterflies gathering within him. He couldn't wait to meet the other side. 

 Before he knew it, they were at the door. It was red, unlike Logan's which was a plain white. He suddenly felt a bit nervous.

 Patton could sense it, he turned. "Don't be nervous! If he's mean, I'll beat him up!"

 Anxiety chuckled at the older personality, he found it so strange that he was so innocent and pure, but had the wisdom of a parent of some sort. "Okay, Dad." He said in a mocking tone. 

 Oddly the name made Patton flutter, although being in an un-positive tone. He liked being known as someone you could trust or depend on. He put his hand on the anxious one's shoulder. "You can...call me that if you want."

 The younger looked up, the shock plastered on him soon turned into a smile on his face. He nodded in response, causing Patton's face to glow. It was a comforting sight to see. 

 Though, their moment had been interrupted with a door swinging open before them. Anxiety looked up, and he instantly felt his heart beat faster. Not in a nervous way, well, maybe a little, but he felt comfortable with the trait before him. 

 He instantly knew why they called him Princey from his attire, he wore a white outfit along with a red sash. Anxiety couldn't keep in a chuckle. 

 The trait before him crossed his arms in annoyance, and Anxiety already felt bad about what he had done. "I'm sorry! I...uh...y-you look good in that!"

 Patton smiled and took this as his queue to leave. "Have fun you two!" The younger sort of wished he had stayed just in case. 

 Roman smirked, seeing how the new trait was flustered. "I knew Patton said there would be a new personality, but I didn't imagine him to look so dark yet, be so...blushy."

 Anxiety's eyes went wide before him, cheeks flushing a deep red. He covered them with his hands instinctively. "Shut up!" 

 Was this who Patton thought was...good for him? No, there had to be another Princey around this place. 

 Roman grabbed the younger's hand, practically pulling him inside of his room. He was going to oblige, complain about how immature he was being, but he stopped as soon as he saw the inside of his room. 

 The walls were a deep red, and the floors were white wood. There were...these pretty posters around the walls, colorful...and so happy. His mouth dropped open at the sight. He'd never seen anything like this before. 

 Princey smiled, joy filling him up. Logan, and even Patton didn't act this way upon seeing the room. "I see you like the disney, hot topic?"

 Anxiety grinned and shook his head, then confusion hitting him like a bunch of bricks. "What's a...hot...topic? And Disney?"

 Roman busted out laughing at that, he couldn't help it. Anxiety flushed again, making his way to the door. How could creativity be so....annoying?! Though, the fanciful side took him by his sweater, spinning him around so that he was holding him. Both of them noticed how close they were to one and other. 

 Anxiety refused to make eye contact with him, surely embarrassed by the crimson coating his usually pale cheeks. Well at least before Roman used his hand to make him. The younger scoffed before speaking, "You...probably do this with the others too." 

 The thought made Roman almost laugh, but contained it as he remembered how the younger acted before. There was something different to Anxiety, and just like Patton, Roman couldn't tell what it was. He was...naturally adorable. He didn't like the thought, really. Even though he was the one pulling all the moves with Anxiety, he was the one who felt like the tangled mess. 

 Roman smiled, brushing against Anxiety's cheek then letting him go. "No, darling. You're the first."

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The angst is coming. Don't worry.