Maybe {Logicality}

Flashback (Logan's POV)

14 years ago

"Patton? Where are we going?" I asked the bubbly trait.

He just shrugged. Patton had dragged me out to the imagination without a word. I didn't understand the purpose of this venture. We had a one and a half year old at the Mind Palace, we needed to be there. Who knows what Roman will do with the kid. We really don't need another wanna-be-prince.

Patton stopped suddenly and turned to face me, "Relax Logan."

"I am relaxed." I responded.

"No you're not," Patton shook his head, "You're worried about Pranks, I can tell."

I sighed, "I... I suppose you're right..."

"Don't worry, Logan, Roman is with him." Patton reassured me.

"That's what I'm worried about," I whispered underneath my breath.

Patton giggled, "Anxiety is there too."

I pursed my lips. Nothing against Anxiety, he did raise the child for a year, I just highly doubt Roman would let him near Pranks.

"Logan..." Patton's voice quieted, "He'll be okay. You need a break, you've been working yourself to the bone."

I nodded and took a deep breath, "Alright Patton, okay..."

He smiled softly and took my hands in his, "There you go, now close your eyes."

I closed them and felt Patton pull me forward. I let him guide me deeper into the imagination, listening to the sound of our footsteps and the silence that surrounded us.

We stopped and I nearly ran into the other. Patton just giggled. He let go of my hands.

"Stay here." He said.

I nodded, a small smile rested on my face. I heard his footsteps slowly walk away, but they stopped suddenly with a panicked shriek.

My eyes flew open, "Patton!"

Then I realised where I was. I was standing on a cliff with the most outstanding view of the imagination. Dark green of the forest clashing with the greys of the mountains. The sun was slipping down past the tops of the trees casting golden light over the land.

And right in front of me was a picnic.

But I ignored all of that, because Patton was no where to be seen. I rushed over to the edge of the cliff and peered over the side. Patton was laying, seemingly unconscious, on a shelf of rock about thirty feet down.

"Patton!" I called down.

He didn't move. I started to panic. Gulping, I summoned a rope and tied it to the nearest tree. I tied the other end around my waist. Taking a deep breath, I started climbing down the face of the cliff.

I was five feet away when the rope ran out of slack. My eyes went wide. I glanced back at Patton, still unmoving, and began untying the knot around my waist.

I dropped and landed hard on the rock. Wincing, I got up and made my way over to the figure sprawled on the ground.

"Patton," I whispered, shaking his shoulder slightly, "Patton, wake up."

He whined, opening his eyes slightly, "L-logan?"

"Patton! Don't move, answer verbally, are you okay?" I asked, examining him for any major injuries.

"W-why can't I m-move?" He asked.

"You could have injured you spine..." I said quietly, "Does anything hurt?"

"M-my a-arm..." Patton bit back a sob.

I bit my lip. The upper part of his right arm was bent oddly.

I grimaced, "I think it's broken..."

"I-it h-hurts!" He cried, tears starting to flow down his face.

"Patton, Patton! Calm down," I told him, resting my hand on his chest, "I'm going to have to set it, and it's going to hurt, okay?"

"O-okay," he sniffed.

I nodded and grabbed his arm. In one swift motion, I straightened the bone. Patton threw his head back and screamed.

I snapped and a light blue cast appeared on his arm. Next I summoned a sling.

"Patton? Are you alright?" I asked.

"Y-yeah." He responded shakily.

I nodded, "Okay, can you move your feet?"

He wiggled his feet around and winced.

"Okay, I think you're good to sit up." I said.

I helped Patton sit upright and looked at him closely. Bruses and small cuts were littered everywhere. He was covered in dust and pebbles from the fall as well. His glasses were thankfully untouched, though. He must have rolled down most of the cliff face.

"Logan?" Patton asked.

"Yes Patton?" I looked down at the injured trait.

Patton smiled lightly, "Can we finish our picnic?"

I nodded, "Of course."

He smiled brightly and I teleported us back to the to of the cliff. It made me a bit dizzy, but I pushed it away.

"L-logan?"

I looked up. Patton was staring wide eyed at a bundle on the picnic blanket. Another child.

I stood and walked over to the child. He was currently asleep. I picked him up. He didn't so much as stir.

"What's his name?" Patton asked.

"Misleading Complements..." I said.

"Can I hold him?" Patton reached out with his good arm.

"Patton, your arm is injured," I told him.

"Oh, please?" He pulled his puppy eyes, "Logan, pretty please?"

I sighed and sat down next to him, "Alright."

Patton's face lit up as I handed him the child.

"Hi, Missy," he cooed, "Welcome to the Mindscape."

"Missy?" I questioned.

"Its easier than saying Misleading Complements all the time." Patton explained.

I nodded, smiling lightly, "yes it is... I like it. It's fitting."

Patton giggled, "I hope Roman and Anxiety are doing well, Pranks can be a handful."

I rolled my eyes. "Maybe looking after Pranks will make them get along."

Patton laughed, "Maybe!"