A/N: My friends recommended more Prinxiety so that's what this chapter is gonna be. Enjoy!!!
TW: Yelling,panic attack, and violence.Virgil's POV
I was in the kitchen with Roman. He would always decide to sit in the kitchen and color while he slipped into his own little space. He was one of the sweetest littles I've ever met and I've met quite a few actually. I watch him sit and color in his Disney coloring book with his crayon as I'm getting him some apple juice. I could see fustration appear on his face as his crayons started to break. I started to walk over and smile "Hey love, why don't we put less pressure on the crayons okay?" I say my voice soft as I kiss his soft cheek. "Mmmtay daddy." I heard him say and I walked back to the fridge putting the juice and stuff away as I picked up the freshly poured Prince Eric sippy cup of juice and carry it over to him this time seeing more than just one crayon broken. I sigh softly and go to take the box away. "Why don't we color with something else baby?" I ask and the next thing I knew I had another box of colored pencils thrown right at my face. "Roman! We do not throw things. You know better. The next time you throw som or try to hurt daddy in any way you will be in timeout. Understand?.". I watched him nod and I went and put all the coloring supplies away in a drawer in the kitchen that we specifically keep full of the supplies and miscellaneous objects. I picked Roman up and placed him on my hip and kissed his head. "How about we play a game?" "Yeah!" I smiled and set him down as I watched him run around to our game stash and pull out the jar of different colored papers that had a different game idea on them. It was Patton's idea for when we had no idea what to do for family game night so we use the jar to decide. I watched him pick a paper out and read out loud "Hide n seek daddy!" I smiled "Hide and Seek?! Well I'll get counting!" I smiled and took off my jacket with the perfectly plaid and roughly sewn purple patches as I laid it on a chair turning into a corner and started counting from ten to one. Once I turned around I realized my jacket was missing meaning he also hid it. I walked around the room and the whole entire house finding him and my jacket as I felt him yank the jacket from my grip causing him to sleep on the slick wood floor. "Fuck!" I heard him yell and I sighed. "Roman we do not use that language now come on give daddy his jacket." "No!" he yelled running off with it again and I watched as this went on for an hour. After an hour and ten minutes of chasing him around the house I felt my breath start to slow and leaned against the wall to breathe. I was in the laund room in the back of the house which constantly smelled of lavender and vanilla. I jumped when I saw Patton walk in the back entrance and he saw me holding onto my chest trying to feel for a heartbeat. "Virgil?! Virgil?! Are you okay?!" I hear Patton's worried voice yell as I feel his arm wrap me in a hug, usually I would fight it but not during panic attacks. "Breathe with me Virgil. In for four, hold for seven, out for eight." He ordered and I did just that. After getting my breathing straight. Heh ironic. Audrey has to make some pun at some point I guess. Anyways after I got my breathing calmed I heard screaming. It was Logan screaming. Patton and I jumped running towards the scream.Roman's POV
I smirked watching the logical side scream and whimper in pure fear. "What's wrong? Are you scared Logan? What happened to being the emotionless little scum you are?" I walk closer pulling him up by blue and black necktie. "You should be sssscared." I hissed at him as I heard a door slam and saw Virgil and Patton standing right there. I laughed and snapped my fingers disappearing in the thin air. I woke up after a bit hearing pounding in my head not knowing what just happened. It was like my body was taken over or something. What's going on...? I guess I'll find out later.A/N: Remember I am opened for suggestions and ideas. Hope you enjoyed the story! Take care everyone!!
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