𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪

3

||Anxiety's P.O.V||

I sit on my bed, dreading the moment Prince was going to annoy me with his presence, I stared at the ceiling, all of this could have been avoided if I had just locked the door, or if Princey had just learned how to knock. I check the clock on the wall. He should be coming in about 3 minutes, might as well take out a couple supplies. Just then, I hear a knock on the door.

"Anxiety, it's me, Prince" I groan, and open the door "You're early" I say, but Princey ignore me and walks inside "So whet are you painting?" He asks, his eyes light up when he notices the set of drawers, each drawer labled with something art related. "What? You can draw with charcoal? What's India ink?" I roll my eyes, it's obvious he doesn't have much knowledge on stuff like this

"Yes, you can draw with charcoal, it's really messy, but you get good results" He nods and I continue "India ink is good for outlining drawings and you can make pretty good drawings with it, since it's waterproof and it doesn't bleed through the paper, but I don't use it much" I walk over to the drawers then look back at Prince

"So what are you going to be making?" He asks, I can tell he's a bit unsure of what to say. "Is that awkwardness I sense?" He shakes his head immediately and I smirk. "So I'm going to make something with" I scan the drawers, the shelves on the wall. "Watercolor?" I ask, then turn to Prince "I don't know" I roll my eyes "Just answer the damn question!" He just nods

Fuck it, I'm using watercolor. I grab the supplies and sit down in front of my desk. "So are you going to watch because I'm not wasting my time" he nods and sits down next to me "So are you going to sing?" He asks and I huff and roll my eyes "Lana Del Rey or Melanie Martinez" I named the first artist that came to mind "Lana Del Rey sounds a lot more appealing"

"So what song? Diet Mountain Dew, Video Games or" I pause, shit there's a lot of good options "National Anthem" I say he thinks about it for a moment "No Disney?" He asks and I shake my head immediately

"Nope, I hear enough of that from you. You know what? I'll just sing Video Games since your not choosing" I grab the brush and begin to sing.

Swinging in the backyard
Pull up in your fast car whistling my name
Open up a beer
And you say get over here and play a video game

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I stop I see Prince gaping, at that moment I feel extremely insecure. I put down the brush, allowing myself to study it. And I conclude it's not my best. But I notice that Prince doesn't think so. He grabs it and stares at it

"Is it that bad?" I ask and he shakes his head "Definitely the complete opposite, it's almost as good as your singing, can I keep it after it dries?" I feel my eyebrow raise at his question. I'm not sure why he finds it that impressive.

"Sure? I'll give it to you when it dries, so it won't get ruined" I say before I could stop myself. Why the hell am I being so nice to Prince? He nods and places it back where it was. A knock on the door startles me.

"What do you want??" I yell, knowing that they would hear me. The voice responds "Its Patton have you seen Prince??" I nod, even though I know he can't see me. Princey responds for me though "Im in here!" He yells and stands up

"I'm pretty sure you're needed elsewhere" I say and he walk over to the door then turns around "So we're doing this again next week?" He asks, he sounds less confident, nervous, almost. I roll my eyes "That was part of the deal so yeah, also expect to have the painting by today" I say, he nods then opens the door and leaves. I hear Morality and Prince's voice fade as they walk down the hallway.

I lay on my bed, thinking about what just happened, also the fact that I don't find Prince as annoying as I normally would.

(A/N: So here's a chapter! Sorry for not updating, I've been binge watching YouTube for awhile. So thanks to the peeps who told me to update, I probs wouldn't have realized how lazy I was being. So yeah hope you enjoyed this!)