*Discontinued* Masquerade~Haitus (Needs Rewritting)

10. Roman

"FANDER MEET UP!" I yelled as I popped up. Thomas jumped and Logan groaned in frustration. This is easy. This is acting. Play the part and finish the video without fucking something up. I can do that... right?

"Roman, we are far to busy giving the Fanders what they want we couldn't possibly..."

"Give the Fanders what they want?" I finished for Logan and he narrowed his eyes in confusion. I just laughed as the script ran through my mind. The whole point of this was to push Thomas to do something with his viewers. He was actually pretty excited about it. I just hope this video is good enough for the job.

"Roman..."

"FANDER MEET UP!" I yelled again cutting Logan off. He just glared at me as I did a little eyebrow wiggle towards the camera. "It'll be fun and it might even give Thomas a few new ideas for upcoming videos!"

"We do not have the time, Roman." Logan sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose clearly annoyed. "Thomas hardly has any time to focus on his own well being. I suggest he use his new found free time to rest and relaxation. Or even better working on bettering his productivity." He turned towards Thomas and I frowned. "Your upload schedule is less than adequate."

"You're less than adequate." I mumbled under my breath pouting and Logan just shook his head.

"Now, Roman. There's no need to be mean. We all want what's best for Thomas..."

"WHAT'S BEST IS A FANDER MEET UP!" I yelled this time cutting off Patton.

"No, what is better for him is focusing on himself." Logan chimed in.

"I think maybe he should decide." We all started going back and forth yelling, complaining, or just simply throwing names. I could feel my chest start to close because I knew someone was supposed to be popping up right about...

"This is all pointless!" I instantly started to smile hearing Anxiety's voice but that smile died just as fast. He didn't look very well. His skin was paler than usual and the eyeshadow under his eyes was a lot darker as if he had actual bags under them. He looked sick. Maybe we shouldn't be... "Why not just forget about all this and go back to bed?" Anx glanced over at me and I freaked... I was practically staring at him. 

"Oh look, Doctor gloom with more of his horrible advice." I internally cringed at myself. My character is hard on Anxiety. Even if I didn't like it... Even if I knew now how mean I actually was I couldn't just change my character for no reason. "Why are you even here, Anxiety?" He narrowed his eyes at me and I rolled mine. "We didn't call you?"

"You all fighting like cats and dogs. Did you really think I would just ignore that? Not on your life, Princy!" I glared at him as he just smirked. To everyone else it might seem like he was enjoying it but... I could see the pain in his eyes. They were glossy, I was getting concerned.

"Well, maybe if Logic over there would stop being such a party pooper, we could actually get somewhere." I saw Anx flinch and I frowned. Somethings wrong. He was just standing there staring at nothing in particular as he hugged himself.

"Well, If Princy wasn't so impulsive maybe we would be able to..." Anx started to sway and I watched as he fell back with a thud. Ok, we really need to do something about this. He's clearly not well. I saw him hug himself tighter and I frowned. Is he really not going to say anything? Should I? What if I'm just overreacting? What if Anx is fine and I stop the video for no reason and it causes him to have an attack or something? I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! "... give Thomas some actual advice."

"What does Thomas what to do?" I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He smiled a little as he put his head in his hands and my concern was just getting worse. I should do something right? But I could make it worse. I could end up giving him an attack. I can't help him. I'll only end up...

"I-I don't know." Anxiety's eyes narrowed as he looked up at Thomas with a scowl.

"I'll tell you what to do... NOTHING! What's the point anyway? You're just going to go out there to what... socialize? Good luck with that." I watched as he struggled to his feet and raised an eyebrow suggestively.  "All those people? What if some stranger tried to talk to you? What if you got all tongue-tied and said something embarrassing? What if they didn't' speak English and you could actually give them an answer? What if you got lost..."

"OK ENOUGH OF THAT!" I yelled out in actual frustration. I heard Anx fall again and I wanted to scream. Seriously just end the video. Say something. Do something. I can't help. I'll only end up making it worse. I clenched my fist and played my part the best I could, praying someone else caught on. "Thomas might actually enjoy going to see some fans. It'll be good for him and I'm mean come on. It'll be inspirational!"

"Roman, I think maybe Thomas should decide this though, don't you?" I think maybe you should look over at your so-called son!

"I think he should focus more on personal heath, planning, and efficiency. It's his videos that are lacking. His fans that..." Anx fell off the steps onto his knees and I froze in shock. I knew I should have done something anything. I can't...

"Anxiety?" He looked up and everything broke. My walls crumbled so fast... I... I didn't. That's it! I pulled him into arms and sunk down before anyone could say anything. I just stood there and watched. I was so lost in my own head that even knowing something was wrong I did nothing. I'm supposed to help him. How do I help him?

"Roman?" Deceit opened the door and instantly his face fell. "What happened?" I pushed my way inside and carefully placed Anxiety on his bed. Deceit grabbed my arm, slamming me against the ward hard, this look of rage and worry on his face. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" I shoved him away and he just narrowed his eyes. "I did nothing. And that's the problem."

"What..."

"I did nothing." I looked over at the unconscious man and I frowned. "I don't know what happened to him. He never..." I spotted the tray from earlier on the nightstand and my heart dropped. He didn't eat any of it. Deceit quickly went to take it away when I grabbed his arm stopping me. He growled but I couldn't even make myself react. I was just... broken. "How long has he not been eating?" His eyes darkened and he shook his head. "Deceit, how long..."

"Do you really think I don't want to tell you.. to tell someone? Do you think I like seeing him suffer?" I dropped my arms and he just scoffed. His eyes darkened and he groaned in frustration. "Fuck it... Did anyone mention talking to Anxiety at the last party we went to?"

"W-Why... what... uh..." Where the hell did that come from? Did he know? Why was he asking me? He narrowed his eyes in confusion before rolling them and sighing.

"Anxiety may or may not need to talk to someone that can actually be honest with him." His eyes fell and I could see the pain in him as he spoke. "Someone that can be honest about their thoughts and not have to lie or question everything they say."

"Deceit?" He looked back up at me and scowled, shoving the tray into my hands before heading to the door. 

"Find the person he spoke to at the party. Get them to help him. Or else..." He opened the door and bared his fangs in a sick smile that made my skin crawl. "I wonder if you ever had a real... nightmare before. One you had while you're awake."

"Well, that wasn't scary at all." Deceit just laughed as he shut the door behind him. I slowly placed the tray back down and sat beside Anx on the bed. "How am I supposed to help? Find the guy at the party... What's that going to do? I know exactly who that was. That's..." I looked down at my hands and frowned. I can't help him. Deceit said he needed someone who could talk honesty. I can't do that. The only time I could was...

Was when I wore the mask.