Logan woke with a start to a beeping noise and the discovery that he had fallen asleep on Virgil, said trait's sleep remained unfazed by the beeping and Logan turned off the alarm before it woke up the side under him. He noticed that he was already fully dressed and that Virgil was still in pyjamas. Logan didn't want to leave because he was comfortable and happy and he felt safe but at the same time he didn't want to break the routine that had been set out. Then again, Virgil's alarm had woken him and Logan was supposed to have had his morning coffee by now. He shrugged to himself and cuddled against Virgil's chest. He was extremely warm and his pyjamas were softer than Logan had expected. Patton knocked softly on the door and opened it quietly. He smiled and placed two plates on the bedside table.

"You two look comfortable, I'll just leave these here for when you're ready to eat."

"Thanks dad, I'll wake him up in a bit, but he's so relaxed and it's sweet"

"He said the same thing about you last night. You get some more rest, you had a rough night last night"

"It was just a panic attack, it wasn't going to kill me"

"I don't like how nonchalantly you talk about your panic attacks, Logan. They may not do any physical damage but that doesn't mean they're good for you, either. I want to know that you've gotten some more rest, okay?"

"but-"

"no buts"

"okay..." Logan said, sinking back into the warmth Virgil provided while also providing Virgil with a source of warmth like a cat. Patton pulled the blanket over Logan's shoulder and pressed a quick kiss to both of the foreheads of the two in bed before making his way to the window and closing the curtains. He then crossed the room and closed the door behind him. Logan looked up at Virgil and pressed a short kiss to his jaw before falling asleep again.

Roman decided he would need to warn Thomas of what was going on. He rose up in his normal spot and saw Thomas setting up filming equipment.

"Oh, hi Roman, I was going to summon you in a minute but if you could help with film equipment now you're here that would be a great help"
"Thomas, are you planning on filming a Sanders Sides video?"
"Yeah, why?"
"There's an issue, you should work something else out"
"What do you mean, I don't feel any different. What's wrong?"
"Well... to put it simply, Virgil and Logan have switched"
"Switched? Switched what? Switched how?"
"They have switched roles, Logan is now your anxiety and Virgil is now your logic"
"No way, this is another one of your pranks, isn't it?"
"Not this time, Thomas. You still have all of your sides, Logan and Virgil have just switched roles"
"No way, LOGAN! VIRGIL! Get out here!" Both of them appeared, Logan popped up on the stairwell and Virgil rose up in front of the hall, he had been woken up by the sudden rush, but not enough to stop himself from falling. Logan darted forwards and grabbed him, dropping his glasses in the process. Roman started forwards to help and ended up standing on the glasses. Logan didn't care, he was busy helping Virgil to the sofa. He sat Virgil down and went to grab his glasses when the prince gasped and realised what he had done.

"oh my goodness, Logan, I am ever so sorry!"
"It's fine Princey, I always have a spare pair to hand." Logan said, summoning a glasses case and putting on the new pair of glasses

"L-Logan? Virgil? What's going on?"
"According to Patton and Roman, we have switched roles." Virgil said, rubbing sleep from his eyes as Logan checked him over for injuries.

"So... you're now my logic and he's now my anxiety?"
"That 'he' has a name, and yes. I am logic and Logan is anxiety"
"I see why you didn't like the title -if you did have it- Virgil. It sucks"
"I guess so. Are you okay, Logan? I am not necessarily light weight and you could have caused yourself injury in catching me."
"I'm fine dar- Virgil, you don't have to worry about me..."
"I do sw- Logan. You matter and just last night you had a panic attack and it weakened you considerably" Virgil said, adjusting his tie with one hand and taking one of Logan's in the other

"I'm okay, I promise" Logan whispered, looking directly into Virgil's eyes.

"If you're sure." Virgil sighed. He picked up Logan and set the more fragile side in his lap.

"So, Thomas, what was your reasoning for bringing us here?"
"Roman told me what had happened to you two and I didn't believe him so I summoned you to see for myself."
"And, for once, Roman was right"
"I know I told him- wait what?!"
"I'm just being honest."
"No you are not!" Roman yelled. Logan squeaked and buried half of his face in Virgil's shirt. Virgil wrapped his arms protectively around Logan.

"Don't scare Logan like that!" Virgil snapped at the prince and sunk down, hugging Logan close to his chest.

They reappeared in Virgil's room, on his bed. Logan remained cuddled against Virgil's chest and mock-glared at him. Virgil chuckled and leant back against the headboard, picking up one of the plates, grabbing a forkful of food and pushing it in the other's face, to which Logan responded by letting out a short huff and opening his mouth to allow Virgil to feed him.

"Cute..."
"I'm not cute, Virge! I'm a demon!"
"Cats are demons, right? I suppose you are a cat then"
"Why?"
"Because cats are demonic but also they are absolutely adorable, just like you"
"Don't call me adorable..."