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Patton's pov
"Hey kiddo! What's popping? Other than your snack." I smiled at Thomas, who had a bowl of popcorn on the table that I saw.
He looked back at the table and smiled, "Good one."
"What do you want Sanders?" Anxiety asked, slightly annoyed.
"Right, we're skipping the video this week. I've got too much to do."
"Or are you just procrastinating?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, no it's not that I just......" He sighed deeply before answering, "I have to go to a funeral."
"Who died?" Prince asked, concerned.
"My uncle..... that I didn't know I had." He said quietly.
I winced. That felt like a gunshot to the heart.
"Well Thomas, are you feeling sad?"
"Maybe not sad but annoyed. They should've told me I had an uncle before he was dead!" Thomas put his head in his hands.
I felt horrible, honestly. I felt a fit of anger and rejection. I just want to be allowed to feel something other than happiness.
"Mama Mia! Oh kiddo I love that show! Anyway, that's what this reminds me of. And just think, the daughter was missing three dads that she never met. It could be worse." I pointed out, humming the main song and giggling for effect.
Logan cast me a odd glance.
"Yeah, I guess that's true." Thomas answered.
"Uh Thomas?" Prince asked. We looked over and saw him pointing to Anxiety. Anxiety's hood was up and we couldn't see his face very well since he was looking down.
"You okay Anx?" I asked.
He nodded shakily.
Princes pov
"Thomas do you mind if we head back? Because....." I trailed off and looked at Anxiety again.
Sure, we're fighting, but I don't want him to be dying and not do anything about that. I wouldn't wish that for anyone.
Thomas nodded and we all sunk down. After we get summoned by Thomas we automatically teleport back to our house and in our living room. Or our room depending on what we want.
I chose the living room and wasn't surprised when Anxiety did as well. He had his hands in his pockets and was leaning against the wall by the TV. I caught a glimpse of his face and he looked more pale than usual.
"Anxiety?" I asked hesitantly.
He looked up at me slowly, "What do you want?" He glared but was thrown into a coughing fit.
"Are you okay?"
"Why do you care?" He muttered bitterly.
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My Emo Nightmare
Fanfiction"C'mon. Look at me! No plan. No backup. No weapons worth a damn. Oh. And I'll tell you something else I don't have: Anything to loose! So...." Anxiety smirked and brushed his hair out of the way. "Come get me." "What do you think you're doing!" Prin...
