*roman's pov*
(a/n: in case i didn't make it clear, "did the thing" meant attempting suicide bc obviously everyone's uncomfortable talking about it, especially to virgil)
Patton exited my room about twenty minutes later, an emotional mess.
I quickly ran in to check on Anxiety and he was even worse than Patton.
"Hey, hey," I said, rubbing smooth circles on his back. "You'll be okay."
"Nothing's going to be good ever again..." He let his bangs fall and completely cover his eyes. I brushed them out of the way.
"Of course it will. Things always get better. Maybe you don't think they will, but they will. You just need to take your time."
"H-How?"
"Well, what's something you like to do?"
"...sing."
"Sing?"
"And play instruments."
"That's cool! I'll summon whatever instrument you want me to or you can pick one from my music room."
His eyes lit up and he stopped crying. "You have a music room?"
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He picked the piano. He looked adorable when he was smiling and excited.
"Do you want to play something for me?"
"Uh... sure!" He thought about which song to play for a moment before playing the intro. I didn't recognize it.
"You think you do the right thing
But incidentally
You find the whole world would prefer it
Differently
You go from being fair
To falling flat
You see what's there
You find you're at
The wrong end of the stick
And you're starting to feel sick
Of when
The story drops you hard
Into the pavement
Even though you thought you knew what
'To behave' meant
But you find out you were thinking wrong
And you wind up back where you belong
And you try to get it right
But instead it just comes back
To bite you
"I never wanted to be the bad guy
The Bad Guy
The Bad Guy
Never wanted to be the bad guy
But that's just how the story goes...
"It's a trip discovering
You're not the hero
You thought you were Augustus
But you're Nero
And you're playing on your violin
You might say it's just
Your evil twin
But it's not some villain clone
No, it's you and you alone
To blame
"I never wanted to be the bad guy
The Bad Guy
The Bad Guy
Never wanted to be the bad guy
But that's just how the story goes
"And it goes
And it goes
And goes
And goes
Just like balloons
Out of your hand
The world looks up
While you sink in the sand
And you start to understand
That it can't be erased
If it's traced out in pen
Though you scrub it again
And again
And again
And again
I never wanted to be the bad guy
But that's just how the story-
"I never wanted to be the bad guy
The Bad Guy
The Bad Guy
Never wanted to be the bad guy
But that's just how the story goes
"I never wanted to be the bad guy..."
I stared in awe. He got up from the piano chair and bowed slightly.
"Anxiety! That was amazing!"
"Oh, uh- thanks, I guess."
"Who's it by? I've never heard that song before."
"Uh, it's by me."
I felt like I'd been shot through the heart. I put his hand into mine, soon becoming surprised that he let me. "It's beautiful, Anxiety. Your voice is spectacular."
His face turned slightly pink. It seemed like he wasn't used to getting compliments.
"You better get used to receiving compliments from me," I laughed.
He wrapped his arms around my neck loosely and I did the same around his waist.
"You know what would be cool?" I asked.
His face was buried in the crook of my neck, so his words were slightly muffled. "What?"
"Thomas is making his own musical called Ultimate Storytime. I think that song would be perfect for Jay's character, don't you?"
He pulled away and looked at me like he was trying to find any trace that I was joking. When he realized I wasn't, he shrugged.
"I mean, I guess. What are you implying?"
"I'm implying that this song could be perfect in the musical!"
"I don't know... Thomas wouldn't like it."
"Well, there's only one way to find out!"
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Fanfiction♥ C O M P L E T E D ♥ * Written long, long before Deceit's name reveal! Please bear with me. I would love to change each of the names but there are simply too many chapters and I have written too many books, and I already need to change the name in...
