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Anticipation [LAMP]

I need to cheer myself up and get myself out of this creative slump I'm in lol.

STORYTIME!

Patton clipped on his boy tie and looked himself in the mirror. Man, the anticipation was killing him! He twirled around, holding onto his suspenders. Sure, he looked like a dork, but that's just his fashion sense! Something classy and formal involved a white dress shirt, yellow suspenders, blue bow tie, and slacks. His belt buckle was a pink heart, fitting for being Morality. He had his hair slicked back and his glasses were framed on his face. In all honesty he looked like a white Steve Urkle. But hey! There's nothing wrong with Steve Urkle! Patton tapped his bowling shoes in the ground and sunk out of his room, entering the living room to see his boyfriends all freaking out. Oh boy.

Logan literally had his feet frozen to the ground, Roman as explaining and dancing around like a lovesteuck fool in a cartoon, and Virgil was sitting in the stairs pulling out all his hair. He was a mess. Patton took a deep inhale and wore his normal sunny smile. He need some to keep everyone ready. Today is a very special day! Nothing can go wrong and even Patton understood that. Roman was difficult to reel in and Logan could clearly wait. Patton walked across the pandemonium and sat down right next to Virgil on the stairs, overhearing whatever nonsense he was anxiously mumbling to himself.

"What if he says no? What if we aren't enough for him? What if we disappoint and get humiliated in front of so many people? What if we mess up what we have to say? What if we trip and everyone laughs? What if we break something or forget something? What if-"

Patton stopped him right then and there. Patton rubbed his wrists and pulled Virgil's hands away from his head. Virgil's panicked red puffy eyes stared back at him, defenseless like a kicked puppy. The poor dear was worrying himself to death. His breathing was so quick and heavy it must've hurt. Patton does t exactly have time to go find his inhaler, so he had to remember the breathing exercises Talyn had taught them. Today is a day for happiness and love. Virgil deserves to feel that too. And he deserves to look nice. A makeover would definitely do him well.

"Virgil, calm down. I promise we won't let any of that happen. Take a deep breath in for six seconds."

Virgil's eyes scanned Patton for the truth. He nodded slowly and began to suck in the air. Patton didn't need to guide Virgil for the rest of it. He had the procedure memorized and coded into his AI. Well, at least in technilogical terms. Virgil held in the breath for eight seconds and breathed out for ten. He repeated the process twice more so his breath could be regulated. Patton kept his comforting smile and his hands locked with Virgil's the entire time. Virgil closed his eyes, silent and still for a good moment. He opened his eyes again.

"Okay. I'm calm. I should probably fix my tux. It's a bit messy."

Yeah it was. Patton giggled and Virgil snapped, teleporting himself back to his room to fix his attire. One down, two to go. Roman was still having a good time, dancing around and singing love songs. His riff was impeccable! Patton let him have his fun and walked back across the room to Logan. He was completely still. His feet were embedded into an ice block. Well, at least he still looked nice. He wore a navy blue tie with forest green geometrical patterns littered across it. His blazer and slacks were white and his dress shirt underneath was black, inverting the traditional colors. It wasn't much, but at least it was an advancement in the men's fashion spectrum. Seriously, get progressive men! 

Back onto the topic, Logan wasn't breathing at all. His eyes were open and practically dead. His glasss were falling off his nose and he had a single hair kept out of place. It actually had a nice look to it. Patton knew exactly what it meant when Logan froze. It meant all logic was completely thrown out the window. It meant he had stopped working. Google Chrome has crashed. I repeat, Google Chrome has crashed. Patton placed a warm hand on Logan's shoulder, not getting an ounce of a reaction out of him. That's okay. As long as he listened to what Patton had to say, it's a success in his book.

"No need to overthink everything, Logan. You're getting cold feet. That's completely understandable. But think about this. Think about how much more progressive we'll be as a whole person after this. Think about how much this will help us grow as a person and strive to create the future we've always dreamed of. Once we overcome this, we'll be happier. We'll be more creative. We'll be more comfortable. And, guess what? We'll also be more motivated to strive for something more. Doesn't that sound awesome Kiddo?"

Logan nodded, finally showing a reaction. Patton looked down and saw the ice block beginging to thaw itself. Good. Logan as getting more comfortable with the thought of going through with this. That made Patton even happier, causing his heart belt buckle to glow with joy. Logan foxed his glasses and swept that pesky strand of hair back behind his ear. He took out some hair gel and slicked his hair back, similar to how Patton did it. Gee, Trends spread fast huh? Logan turned to Patton, a phantom smile lingering over the corners of his lips.

"Many thanks for the bright insight, Patton. With those words I can be reassured we truly are doing the right thing... Objectively and Emotionally. I shall proceed to go check on Virgil and make sure he is stabilized and prepared for the event."

Like that, Logan sunk out to go find Virgil. Patton placed his hands on his hips and nodded, feeling more confident than ever. He looked down at his belt buckle, just as proud as he is. One more of his boyfriends to talk to. Patton turned on his heels and found himself being spun around again. Once Patton regained himself, he realized that Roman had spun him in his own romantic trance. Patton snickered and walked up to Roman, taking his hands and spinning himself again, leaning back against his chest and looking up at him. Now that's one way to get Roman's attention. The prince grinned cheekily back down at him. This was Patton's chance to share his words.

"Roman, I know you're excited but we need to down it down a bit. We're spooking Virgil and Loga. We can celebrate after it happens. Okay?"

Roman groaned and rolled his eyes, letting go of Patton. Patton crossed his arms and waited for a response, being mature like the father figure he is for once.

"Fine."

That's exactly what he wanted to hear. Roman stopped dancing and singing like a wild NPC and conjured a full body mirror, double checking to make sure he looked perfect. He added more to his princely demeanor by adding a crimson cape and a crown. His outfit was inspired by European Royalty of the seventeenth century. If you want w good visual, think of King George the Third's costume from the broadway musical Hamilton but with Good sleeves and a silver vest. Patton ambushed Roman from behind, giving him a huge hug.

"I can't believe we're finally doing this!"

"I know! I've been waiting so long and now finally it's happening! We've been hoping and dreaming and working and finally our dreams can become a reality! I am sO OUTSTANDINGLY READY!!!"

The mirro dissapewred when Virgil and Logan rose back into the room. Well, Logan rose in and Virgil just appeared. He was wearing a sleek eggplant purple tuxedo with a black top hat. The ribbon around the hat matched his bow tie with a light lavender and the dresshirt he wore underneath was a light mint green. Patton was curious about the colors, but it didn't matter. Patton grabbed Roman's hand and ran over to grab Logan's. All four of the men linked hands. Patton took a deep breath.

"Is everyone ready?"

"Yes."

"DOES DUMBO HAVE BIG EARS!? ABSO-FREAKING-LUTELY!!!"

"As I'll ever be..."

"Alright boys, lets do this!"

Hand in hand, smiles all around, and with love filling their hearts: all four boys led Thomas to walk down the aisle on his special Wedding Day.

1413 Words

I made it way to obvious that it was a wedding but I wanted it to be a surprise until the end uuuuugh I suck.

Advice for the day: You wouldn't be nervous if you didn't care. That one audition that you're scared to do? You definitely care about getting the part. That one date you're afraid you're going to mess up on? You want to do your best for your partner. By being nervous, it shows you care. Let yourself be nervous. Let yourself care. And don't be afraid to tell the other person about it (if it doesn't hurt your chances of course. If it does tell a friend.) If they really love you they'll understand and help you through it.

~Eva