Chat (Prinxiety)

8. the one where they somehow end up cuddling again

Logically Thinking: But I do like it, so continue.

anxious mess: why are you all texting when you're literally a meter apart?

Hi I'm Dad: you're up!!!

anxious mess: why wouldn't i be when my phone's buzzing every .5 seconds with a new message?

Thomas: sorry about that!

Logically Thinking: Quick question - would you consider yourself a cuddler?

anxious mess: no.

Logically Thinking: Then why are you still curled up with Prince?

Hi I'm Dad: that's adorable!

Thomas: when did you guys become such close friends?

anxious mess: we figured we had... some similarities. and he helps.

Thomas: with what?

anxious mess: not important.

anxious mess: also, i'm only still like this because princey won't let go.

Logically Thinking: Sure.

Sir Snores-A-Lot: I could loosen my grip, if you want?

Thomas: despite this offer, Anxiety still looks like he's clinging on

anxious mess: it's cold and he's warm.

Logically Thinking: It's... March.

anxious mess: and cold.

Sir Snores-A-Lot: Sure it is, hot topic.

Thomas: I like how he was complaining about texting instead of talking and now he's literally right next to Prince

Hi I'm Dad: more like right on

Logically Thinking: We've talked about this!

Hi I'm Dad: what? his head is on Prince's chest!

anxious mess: can someone check every text of morality's before he sends it?

Sir Snores-A-Lot: That sounds like a lot of work.

Thomas: so is something else

Logically Thinking: Ahem.

Thomas: such as getting out of bed!

anxious mess: relatable. never get out of bed for anyone.

Hi I'm Dad: you got out of bed for Prince!

Sir Snores-A-Lot: That is indeed what happened, why?

anxious mess: sometimes i think you're alright

Sir Snores-A-Lot: Thanks?

anxious mess: but then you remind me you're as hopeless as morality.

Sir Snores-A-Lot: Oh...

Hi I'm Dad: what did i say????

Logically Thinking: Don't you worry your simple little head about it.

anxious mess: anyways i'm tired and going to bed.

Thomas: on Prince again? will he object?

Sir Snores-A-Lot: Why would I? He doesn't move in his sleep or elbow me. I don't mind.

anxious mess: sounding a little desperate there, princey.

Sir Snores-A-Lot: Do you wish not to?

anxious mess: i wish to be magically transported to my bed but it takes too much energy.

Thomas: huh?

Sir Snores-A-Lot: Considering we're already touching, I could do it now?

anxious mess: thank you.

Logically Thinking: Poor Prince.

Thomas: I still don't get how any of this works.

Thomas: They both disappeared! Don't you guys sink???

Logically Thinking: Conversation for another time.

Hi I'm Dad: I wouldn't be surprised if Prince amd Anxiety just fall asleep together again

Logically Thinking: Neither. It takes so much energy to transport two people, let alone to (presumably) a specific place, such as one of their bedrooms.

anxious mess: no more talking. we're going to bed and can't be bothered to mute this damn chat.

Thomas: huh. you and dad were both right!

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A/N A little late, whoops! Anyways, how'd you like this chapter? How's your week been?