Sanders Sides Oneshots/Short Stories

Anxiety Pills (Prinxiety/Logicality) *inspired*

Summary: Thomas takes anxiety meds, uncaring or unknowing of what it would do to Virgil. Then another problem sets itself in place...

TWs: Panic attack, effects of anxiety pills, violence, black blood

Virgil:

I sat on my purple beanbag in the corner of my room scrolling through Tumblr, as I normally do. I was chuckling at an Avengers meme when I felt something sharply twist in my gut. Almost like a sword stabbing into my torso slightly below my heart (don't ask how I know what that feels like), but it almost... burned? Stung? I jumped at the sudden pain, not having much time to think about the specific details about what my insides being turned inside out felt like (huh, that was a pretty accurate statement. I guess I did have time). Something's wrong, I thought as I stumbled out the door into the living room.

I noticed the black liquid dripping from my mouth only after I reached up and felt it. I looked down at my hand and saw... oh no. I knew what this was.

Princey walked into the room. My mind only had time to correlate a single thought before my vision twisted as the sudden pain came again, worse this time. Princey.. the pain... When I saw the creative side, all I could think about were the times he had laughed at my expense, made fun of me, was horrible to me. Something in my mind correlated him being there and the gut-wrenching pain, and my blurred mind came to the conclusion that he was responsible for this. I couldn't hear that his muted voice was shouting my name as I curled my arms around myself, blocking everything out.

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Somehow- I don't know how- I ended up in the Dark Side commons. I was standing there, out of breath, my face still coated with the black blood..

Suddenly it came back to me. Roman did this. He told Thomas to take anxiety pills, and I ran...

"..gil. Virgil!"

I snapped my head up to see Janus frantically shaking me, distress contorting his face, Remus close behind him.

"What happened?!" He asked, practically yelling even after he knew he had my attention. He walked me over to the couch and sat me down, taking my shaking hands in his (platonically, like a friend).I wiped my eyes and only succeeded in smudging my eyeshadow, along with the tears. Tears?

I took a shaky breath and started, "H-He..."

"Roman?" Janus's monotone voice held almost no emotion as he stood up slowly, his face wasn't giving anything away either. I nodded. His face wrenched into pure hatred as Remus came over to the couch. "We have a prince to visit," he told Remus, eyes shining with anger.

"Let's go, Remus," the deceitful one said, his voice full of hatred with just a hint of psychoticness. They sunk down, leaving me in the Dark Side commons.

Roman:

I shouted Virgil's name as he ran out. Why didn't I follow him? Why did he have black liquid dripping down his face? I ran my fingers through my hair, pacing around the living room. Did I do something..?

"Roman, are you okay?" Patton's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"I messed up, Pat.."

Patton sat me down. "What happened?" I remembered Virgil sitting there, curled up, black liquid dripping down his face along with tears. He refused to even look at me. Soon I had tears running down my face as well, trying to explain what had happened; not that I understood it myself. Patton's worried look grew and grew, and when I finished he immediately shouted, "Where did he go?!"