You've Got To Be Kitten Me - Prinxiety + OC [COMPLETED]

Chapter Eleven

Virgil's eyes fluttered open as he woken up by a throbbing in the back of his head. He groaned as he sat up, reaching up to rub the sore spot as he tried to recall what had happened. All he could remember was sitting on a hill in the Imagination, and now he was... in a bed?

He looked around, breathing picking up as consciousness started to settle in. The room was dim, dark walls and a few glowing lanterns. Based on the structure and furniture, it was clear it was a castle. Virgil tried to think back to the one time he'd been in Princey's palace, almost certain this couldn't be a room within his white and gold themed castle. What the hell was he doing here, and where exactly was 'here'? How had he gotten to this weird castle? The anxious Side was beginning to hyperventilate.

There was suddenly a hushed set of voices outside the door, not giving him any time to have a panic attack. Virgil put a hand over his mouth to silence his gasps as he listened to them talking.

"We had to knock him out, he would've struggled and alerted someone nearby if we didn't," a voice said, sounding bored. His eyes widened as he realized it was him who was being talked about. He'd been knocked out by someone and taken somewhere. He'd been kidnapped. Hot tears pricked his eyes as he forced himself to stay quiet. "I don't know why you're so bent out of shape about it."

"Because I made it clear that I didn't want you to harm him!" another voice said, sounding more familiar to him. Virgil's eyebrows furrowed together as he realized there was concern in his voice. "I told you not to hurt him. I need him to not fear me, and now he's most certainly going to be afraid."

The other person sighed, sounding annoyed. "Look, you told me to retrieve him, you didn't tell me how," they snapped. "I don't even like this plan. The only reason I did it was because I'm loyal to you, so you're welcome!"

There were retreating footsteps that followed, echoing down the hall outside until the anxious Side couldn't hear them anymore. He felt confusion wash over him in waves as he shook slightly. He'd been kidnapped, but the person who took him wasn't supposed to harm him, and the person who orchestrated all this wanted him not to fear him? 

Virgil didn't have time to figure out what was going on because he heard a sigh from outside the door and the doorknob turned. Self preservation instincts kicked in, telling him not to be caught awake. He laid down, pulling the blankets back over him and closing his eyes as the door opened. 

His breathing was quick and shallow until he reminded himself that it would give him away. Someone was in the room with him, walking over to the side of the bed. The anxious Side could feel the presence of someone hovering above him, and then a gentle hand brushing his bangs out of his face. However when their fingers touched his forehead, a sharp panic went through him the made him whimper and curl in on himself in a way that was beyond his control. He felt terrified all of a sudden. Tears were suddenly slipping out of the corners of his closed eyes as he shook violently. He had no idea what had come over him as he whimpered and gasped in terror.

"No, no, no, it's okay, I'm sorry, I didn't-" the voice rushed out, sounding anguished as he quickly pulled his hand away. 

Virgil just whimpered in response, becoming as small as possible. There were footsteps and then suddenly there was a soft object being pushed against him. He sighed as he pulled the stuffed animal close, feeling less panicked, but refusing to reveal that he was awake. 

"I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you... I just can't help it," the mystery person said before crossing the room and entering the connected bathroom.

The anxious Side's eyes cracked open just a tiny bit as the dark door closed behind him, his heart racing. Who is that? he thought, breathing quickly. What the hell just happened? And why does his voice sound so familiar?