The first video

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I give you the first sanders sides video. You've prolly already seen it but jeez stuff has changed a lot since then....

I won't be showing you all of Thomas's videos so if you haven't seen him yet, I'd go check out his YouTube channel. No ones forcing you to, though. Bye! Also I wrote this in under an hour because for some reason this story wouldn't show up on my account. It's all good now though! Ok I should let you guys read this and please comment because I don't know if this is horrible or not.

Thomas's pov
I waved my hand as I had done so many times before, and three of the four traits appeared.

Morality was smiling and Logic was staring at me, signaling for me to proceed with whatever task I had so that he could leave. Prince looked angry but when he saw Anxiety wasn't there, his face flickered to a hint of surprise. They all looked at me.

"What's up kiddo? Did you take my idea into consideration?" Morality was jumping in his spot.

"Morality, we've talked about this. I can't get a puppy because my mom's allergic and she wouldn't be able to visit." I frowned.

"In addition, you'd never have time to play with it or give it proper care." Logic piped up.

"Why are we here?" Prince asked, staring at the floor.

I pointed to the camera in front of them. "We're gonna record our first video. Where's Anxiety?"

Both Morality and Logic looked at Prince. "I'm afraid he's sick. He won't be joining us for a while."

I frowned again. "Well we can't just shoot without him."

"On the contrary Thomas, it's been proven that you would get more views if you kept suspension up. While I'm not quite sure what these videos will be comprised off, aside from a Q&A and a debate, I imagine they won't be that exciting."

"Watch it there Lo...." Morality smiled, "I'm sure Thomas has great ideas."

"Be that as it may, introducing a character later would add to your fan base."

Logic thought that there'd be a script for every video but honestly, I just set up camera and explain my problems to them. It's all just unscripted.

I shrugged, "Aight."

They sunk down but before they did I heard, "Logic?"

"Can I help you Prince?"

"Since Anxiety isn't here can you act less.... robotic?"

"...If it helps bring in views, I suppose."

They sunk down and back up, "Hello there class!" Logic was in between spots to make up for the empty room that Anxiety would usually sit in.

"Greetings, wonderful citizens and you nerds!"

"What's going on kiddos?"

And so it begins.

Princeys pov
As soon as we finished that video, Thomas called us back to inform us that we'll be making them once a week.

I sunk down quickly again.

I needed to apologize to Anxiety.

"Do you?" I heard a voice call from from behind me.

"Hello Deceit!" I said cheerfully. Deceit's lovely. He always compliments my outfit.

"So... you're thinking about apologizing? Wasn't it his fault?"

Deceits pov
This idiot takes everything to literally so I got a little something from Krissy that let me talk normally for a bit.

Princes pov
"I don't know.... I think so...."

"Besides, he is just laying about. He might not be a parasite, but don't go apologizing.... then everyone would know you were wrong. You wouldn't want that, right?"

"No, I wouldn't." I agreed. "Thanks Deceit. I can always count on you for advice."

Deceits pov (sorry for switching a lot)
I knew how to get to manipulating him. His ego's bigger than Russia. For him, it's all a matter of appearance and PRIDΣ.

»Small timeskip to a few videos later...»

Anxiety's pov
So.... I haven't left my room in two weeks. My door's lock. I don't let anyone in. It's just like before.

I promised myself I wouldn't mess this host up like the last few million times. Thomas's panic attacks have somehow worsened. I've been sick most of my time here.

Patton used to knock at my door. He used to worry. He still worries. He leaves food outside of my door during dinner and I can hear him asking me to eat it.

After he leaves, I'll eat a bit, picking at the plate. I was never hungry, I didn't deserve food. But I did it to tell Patton I was still alive.

One time I made the mistake of eating everything on the plate and I heard Patton whisper, "Thanks Anx."

But it's been two weeks. I guess I have to go outside sooner or later.

I opened my door and stumbled out. I headed into the kitchen and it was about 6:30am. Patton should be making breakfast now.

"Morning..." I muttered as I rubbed my eyes and tried to stay awake.

"........"

Patton was staring at me as I made my way to the fridge and got a water.

"Patton pick your jaw up from the floor." I muttered as I sat down.

He ran over to me and hugged me until I couldn't breath. "I was so worried kiddo."

I pulled his arms away from me. "I'm fine. Sorry to give you a heart attack, since I'm soooo cared about."

He frowned at that, "You are."

"Your eggs are burning." I muttered.

Patton looked back and ran back to the kitchen. "I guess you could say I 'scrambled' my way back here." He giggled.

"It's been a while since I've heard you laugh." Logan pointed out from his spot by the doorway.

"Good to see you out and about Anxiety." He smiled in my direction. Why'd he smile at me? I'm not that important.

He walked over near me and looked into the fridge. He whispered, "Because I missed you. I smiled because I missed you."

I looked up at him but he was already over at his spot on the couch.

"Where's Prince?" I asked cautiously.

"He's in his room. You know how he likes to sleep in. Why?" Patton asked with his shipper smile on.

"Because he's an ass." I muttered. I know I don't mean that. Everything he said was right. He was just telling me the truth. I just want to avoid him.

I bug other people. I should distance myself. They don't need my worthlessness around.

"Language! Oh and kiddo! We started shooting videos!"

Without me, right? Good. No one should ever see the worst part of you. Sanders is smarter than I give him credit fo—

"We need you in the next one which will happen today." Logan muttered from his book.

I nodded but was much more confused on the inside. Why show fans a horrible thing?

Why show them me?

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