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Sick and Tired

(Soong)
(Warning: suttle angst)

    Anxiety leaned against the wall, upset from being treated badly again. Roman was ranting about how much of a nuisance Anxiety was.

     Virgil cut him off, starting to sing. Roman went silent as he did so.

"Sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Had a much of you as I can take.
Im so done. So over being afraid."

    He threw his arms down and pushed off the wall, starting to walk towards Roman. Spinning slightly and gesturing with his hands. He then stopped at glared at the prince.

"I've gone through the motions, I've been back and forth. I know that your thinking you've heard this before."

    Roman started to look guilty as he watched the anxious trait.

"I don't know how to say it... So im just gonna say it... Yeah!"

    Virgil closed his eyes and continued before gesturing to a photo of the four traits, Virgil being crossed out with red marker.

"Fear, you don't own me! There ain't no room in this story! And I ain't got time for you, telling me, what Im not, like you know me well guess what? I know who I am!"

    Anxiety shouted, tears coming to his eyes. He continued, looking angrily at princey, the fanciful side looking between surprised and upset.

"I know I'm strong! And I am free!"

    The emo side turned away from Roman.

"Got my own, Identidy! So fear... You will never be welcome here!"

    As he finished, he turned back to face the creative side with his arms crossed. Roman had a look of realization and guilt. Virgil stopped and sniffled, shooting Roman one last glare before stomping off to his room.

    Roman stayed there for awhile, feeling pretty bad. He sighed and left to his room.

    The next day, Thomas was acting off as if he had no fear. No anxiety.

Saw that anamatic and figured I'd write about it.

I did not make the anamatic or the song.

I hope you enjoyed this little story!

Take it easy guys, gals, and my fellow non-binary pals! Peace out!

-Marsh