*Logan's POV*

I was ready to knock, to ignore what's happened and just apologize. But... something stopped me. I was inefficacious to just tap his door. Sighing, I briskly walk off to my room ready to just read. I was reading 'The Murder of Roger Ackroyd' again. I know that it's somewhat illogical, however this book is phenomenal and reading it over and over isn't for just... fun. Or any of those *ack* feelings. It's to retain the facts about the story! Yeah, just facts...

For some reason I couldn't focus on the story; infuriating me because I've read the same page a few times now and still I can't focus on the story. Just... Patton. He was the only thing my mind would concentrate on. How I've messed up, hurt h-his feelings, I'm the one that is the root of Thomas's problem with his friends trying to 'help' him. I just try to keep Thomas safe, to make logical decisions. I'm looking out for him even i-if it m-means...

I wipe away at my face, water drops covering my hands and streaming down my face.

"What is this?" I search my brain and try to figure it out. "Hmm... perhaps something is wrong with my nerves, or maybe the light is just to painful to my eyes... or tears. But that can't be right, I don't use emotions. For me I used to feel a little but once I decided to get back to my job of helping Thomas I just... shut them off completely. They can't be coming back...

Taking a deep breath I remind myself, "You don't need emotions. They hinder our operating quality and get in the way. I shall continue to help Thomas even if it means having to lessen Morality's impact. I shall not hurt him but I will try to make him use less..." I grimace, "emotions."

I close my eyes, steel myself, and shove Romans demand to apologize, Patton's hurt feelings, and my own worries to the back of my mind.

This is no place for my emotions to be.

I lay back on my crisp dark blue sheets, and close my eyes as I drift into a dreamless sleep.

*a week later*

*Virgil's POV*

Morality won't leave his room for anything except bathroom breaks. He stopped letting us inside his room after another encounter with Logan.

~flashback~

*3rd person*

Morality walked out of his room a day after Anxiety talked to him and he had some sleep. He was on his way to find Roman and ask him about this song 'Say No To This' from Hamilton. He was confused as to what it meant. He say Roman walking to his room.

"Roman! I have a question about Hamilton!"

"Oh fantastic! So what's it about? Ham, Laurens, Herc, Laf, Burr, Philip-" Morality cuts him off.

"What does the song 'Say No To This' mean?"

Roman turned red and choked on air. "W-what-" He's saved from answering when Patton spots Logan.

"Logan, Logan don't walk away! I wanna say hi!" Patton nearly yelled.

Logan turned to him with an icy glare. He pushes up his glasses and sighs, "No."

"But Logan-"

"I said no you bumbling buffoon! Leave me be." Logan adjusted his tie and strode off quickly.

Roman reaches out to Patton, "Pat, it's okay he probably didn't mean it, uh he was probably just angered by something else."

Patton started to back away, tears falling from his eyes. "I-I just c-can't." He starts shaking as tears stream down his face. "There's n-no r-reason. I ONLY WANTED TO SAY HELLO. I-I-I JUST WANTED TO TRY, TO BE A GOOD PERSON. WHY? Why? why?"

He runs off to his room, all thoughts of musicals far from his mind.

~end of flashback~

He stopped letting me in to talk to him, and he stopped letting me give him food two days ago. I'm worried about him. I know how much thoughts can hurt and with how Logan has been treating him... I'm scared for him. I want the happy-go-lucky dad personna back.

I decide to talk to Thomas. I sink into the real world and see him scrolling through his phone on the couch.

"Hey Thomas."

"JEBUS CHRYSLER ANXIETY WHY?" He falls off the couch.

"Dude chill. Sorry 'bout the scare but I can't help it right now." I turn and sit on his kitchen counter.

"Okay... what's wrong?" He tries to act calm, but I can see small bags on his face and the exhaustion in him.

I take a breath and remember that he doesn't know about Patton and Logan fighting. "Morality hasn't been doing... well. Something happened and he won't let anyone talk to him and rarely leaves his room. He also hasn't let me in to give him food for the past two days..."

"I have a feeling you know what's making him want to stay in his room?" He brushes his hair away from his face.

I nod my head and see him about to ask what it is, "It's Logan. They've been on... rough terms lately and uhm don't um y'know?" I shrink lower into my hoodie as a sudden spike of anxiety kicks in. my breathing starts to get faster and I close my eyes, trying to calm down.

"I see...you okay?"

I keep my eyes shut and slowly shake my head no. I hear something oddly familiar flit around the room. Thomas begins singing softly and I try to slow my breathing.

"Take a moment to think of just

flexibility, love, and trust.

Take a moment to think of just

flexibility, love, and trust.

Here comes a thought,

that might alarm you."

I open my eyes and see Thomas trying to help me calm down,

"What someone said,

and how it harmed you.

Something you did,

that failed to be charming.

Things that you said are

suddenly swarming and, oh.

You're losing sight,

You're losing touch.

All these little things seem to matter so much,

that they confuse you,

That I might lose you.

Take a moment remind yourself to,

take a moment and find yourself,

Take a moment to ask yourself if

this is how we fall apart?

But it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not.

It's okay, It's okay, It's okay, It's okay, It's okay.

You've got nothing, got nothing, got nothing, got nothing to fear.

I'm here, I'm here, I'm here."

I breathe out again and slowly slide of the counter. "T-thanks Thomas. Um... please don't say anything to the others. They don't need to worry."

He smiles, "Glad to help Anx, and if you don't want me to then I won't say anything. It'll be okay. So is there anything in particular you want me to do for Patton?"

I think for a moment, "Could you do a Sander Sides vid? It would make him leave his room seeing as he is still acting as a part of you."

"Sure, I'll prepare for it. Be ready in about a half-hour."

"Thanks Tommy. See you soon." I wave and sink down to tell Roman to get ready since he's one of the only ones that'll talk to me. 

~thirty minutes later~

"WHAT IS UP EVERYBODY, today I wanna talk about some amazing things called... musicals!"

"DID I HEAR MY CHILDREN?" -Roman

"What about them this time?" -Me

"Those impractical things you listen to where people jump around on stage and sing?" -Logan

"Where's Patton? He should be here considering  he asked me about Hamilton earlier this week." -Roman

"Hmm.. I don't know. Here," Thomas summons him to us.

He sits on the floor below where the camera can see him.

"Patton?" -Roman

"PATTON?!" -Thomas

"Salutations Morality." -Logan

"P-Patton?" I ask, slowly sinking into myself. I run over to him, panicked. He has dark shadows under his eyes, he looks gaunt and sad. "Pat buddy, what has happened to you? C'mon let's go get you some food and something to help," I whisper.

I walk him toward the kitchen and as I pass Thomas, "Get Logan to leave. Now. I don't want him near Patton right now, so please take him away."

He nods and casts a weary glance towards Patton as he shuffles to Logan.

I sit Patton down in a chair and turn to make him something. I hear Thomas take Logan and walk away with him, their voices getting quieter.

I grab out some things to make cookies and pancakes, some of Morality's favorites. I don't usually cook in front of people because... it helps me. There's just somethings about cooking and baking, it just calms me down. But I can trust Patton, and he needs some food. I get ready to find some answers,

"So. Show me your arms." 

~ 

yo. iza me, authorio!

I've bee- (1 2 3 4 5 6 7- *gun shot* *me crying rn*) -n listening to the Hamilton soundtrack while writing this and as I was trying to write the word 'been' up there ^ Philip got shot. so I just thought it would be great to share that

*it's quiet uptown comes on* COME ON CAN'T I JUST LISTEN WITHOUT CRYING? 

*sobs*

okie I'm done

~arrivederci bitches~