Why do we Have Dreams?

"Always follow your dreams!!" Thomas popped up in front of his tanish living room couch brown hair bouncing along with his purple bangs. He had a happy expression his chocolate brown eyes held a soft glow, but they faded into an almost serious, yet tired expression, "Unless it's the one where you're at work in your underwear during a fire drill, in that moment you might not.. wanna.. yeah.."

-insert video intro-

"What is up everybody!! Okay so for today's video I thought we could talk about-" Thomas had interrupted himself with a yawn, "about my new partnership with Crofters-!" Logan, dressed in his black collared shirt, blue striped tie, and black rimmed glasses. Strands of his violet bangs were almost neatly placed over the the glasses rims as he stood in front of the kitchen next to the pearly white stairs interrupting him, "Thomas all though I love Crofters dearly, you have already made a separate video about it, which can be linked in the little icon right up here, go watch it." he pointed up as a little icon on the screen appeared. Thomas blinked a few times processing what Logan said.

"Wait-I did?"

"Dear Thomas, it was unforgettable! One of my best productions yet!!" Roman claimed dressed in his formal white prince attire with his vibrant red sash, and yellow decals complimenting the white. His purple bangs neatly swifted over as he popped up in front of the television with the tanish white lamp next to it.

"And don't forget all those neato puns we all made!!" Patton excitedly claimed as he popped up in front of the pale white blinds his grey cat cardigan tied around his shoulders the sleeves bouncing against his sky blue collared shirt, a few strands of his purple bangs bouncing on his glasses that went over his bright brown eyes. Thomas grew an expression signalling the sudden yelling and popping up was surprising to him. Patton frowned slightly, "You okay kiddo? You don't look too hot.."

"Patton we are literally in Florida which is well known for being the hottest state, I am sure he is hot enough." Logan piped up, he may be smart but there are still so many common phrases he takes a little too literal.

"Guys, guys, I'm fine I'm just-"

"Tired, you're tired Thomas."

They all jumped as Virgil popped up in front of the stairs, his dark black eyeshadow bringing out his deep brown eyes, violet bangs covering the right portion of his face, and the black purple patched hoodie he wore swishing slightly as he rose abruptly. They all have accepted this dark persona but it's still a little surprising when he pops up. Virgil held an annoyed expression, the others suddenly assuming their looks of surprise angered him. Roman decided to speak up, "Um, Virgil, if you're upset about our reactions well um old habits they uh-"

"No princy I'm not angry just, really tired.."

"Well why's that kiddo?"

"Because Thomas hasn't had a good night's sleep in two weeks!! Do any of you even realize how that affects me?? I have been working overtime!! I do not like working overtime! I don't even like working in general!!" Virgil snapped at the peppy cardigan wearing side, they all were taken back by Virgil's sudden outburst.

"Virgil.. I-I'm sorry.. I didn't realize..." Patton replied to him in a saddened tone, Virgil stared at him a moment before letting out a sigh pinching the bridge of his nose.

"No, no, Patton you're fine it's just- working all these long nights it's starting to get to me.."

"Ah, so we have twice the problem here, Virgil is more moody than usual because he's working so much-" Virgil growled lowy as Logan continued, "and Thomas seems to be showing signs of forgetfulness as to he hasn't been getting the proper amount of sleep-" he motioned to Thomas who was dozing off, "so the only logical explanation we can come down to is one of us is keeping him up." He concluded, adjusting his glasses, the others looked between themselves almost having silent conversations on who it could be.