Pranks was the next to notice something was up. He had pranked everyone in Thomas' imagination, and was getting bored. You could only play tricks on Dad so many times in a row without being on the receiving end of the dreaded Dad jokes, used as a revenge tactic. He shuddered at the very thought.

Pranks wanted something new, he was getting the same reactions every single time these days! Pranks ran through the names of everyone in Thomas' mind again, and confirmed that yes, he had pranked everyone.

But, wait.

Actually, that... wasn't quite correct. He had pranked everybody but one. Anxiety.

Pranks had never played a trick on Anxiety, probably due to the darker reputation he held. Everyone else in Thomas' mind was light and cheerful enough to take a good humoured prank, except for maybe Logic. Pranks had no idea how Anxiety would react if he pranked him.

But there was a first time for everything! Besides, that would be what would make it interesting.

And so, with that in mind, Pranks set to work.

* * *

He set up the prank in Anxiety's room. Pranks had let himself in, and in doing so looked inside his room for the very first time. There wasn't that much to see. Unlike some other people's rooms, which were often full of trees and sunshine and nature, or for Logic perhaps even a school, Anxiety's was just a normal room. When Pranks had opened the door he hadn't known what to expect, but all he found was darkness, with little flashes of light briefly illuminating a patch of the room. Pranks found the light switch right by the door, and flicked it on. But the room was just a simple... room. It had a desk with a computer, a double bed with a checkered black, grey and white duvet cover, *cough Dan Howell cough* a TV, and a few cupboards and draws. Nothing spectacular. The flashes of light had just been from all the electronics. Now he knew what he was facing, Prank allowed himself to smile a little. This room was perfect for his trick.

It had taken longer than Pranks had expected to set it up, so long in fact that he was worried Anxiety would come back and catch him in the middle of it all. Luckily that didn't happen. This trick was a little more intricate than some of Pranks' usual; there were a lot of items to place. By a lot, Pranks meant probably over a hundred. By items, he meant gadgets and gizmos, whosits and whatsits, thingamabobs and dinglehoppers. Today's Disney Prank was  from The Little Mermaid! 

Pranks grinned just thinking about it. He took one last wide, sweeping look around Anxeity's room, and nodded to himself, satisfied. On every available surface, flat or tilted, random items were balanced precariously. There were an abundance of forks, a couple telescopes, a few little stone statues, some jewellery, and an assortment more of odd bits and pieces. You couldn't even see the duvet cover the bed was so covered in objects. It was amazing! What would Anxiety think when he saw it all? Pranks honestly had no idea, but he didn't want to miss Anxiety's reaction. So he slipped out of the room, hut the door, and leant against the wall, waiting.

* * *

It had been hours. Pranks was now sitting on the carpet outside, his head resting on the wall, eyes shut. He'd slid to the ground after the first 45 minutes. Where was Anxiety? He wasn't with Thomas, that Pranks knew. Thomas was filming a video and Anxiety didn't have any reason to appear there. He wasn't in the lounge of Thomas' imagination, Pranks had forced Logic to check for him. And he wasn't in his room. So where else could he be?

Pranks thought long and hard, but couldn't come up with anything. Eventually he stood up, an idea forming in his mind. He couldn't stand just waiting around here any longer, he'd just go and ask everyone else if they had seen Anxiety! Surely someone had. So he turned on his heel and began wandering up the hallway until he came to the next door, which he promptly knocked on. Logic opened it up.

"Hello, Pranks." He said slowly, eyes shifting around, looking for something. "What are you doing here? Is this a prank?" He asked. Ah. That's what he was looking for.

"Hey Logic!" Pranks greeted cheerily. "You haven't happened to see Anxiety around anywhere, have you?" He questioned. Logic sighed.

"No, and I want no part in the prank you're playing. This is Anxiety, Pranks! Who knows what could happen?" Logic warned. Pranks just smiled.

"I know! That's the fun bit! Anyway, tell me if you see him." Then Pranks turned and headed towards the next door. He heard Logic huff, and then the door close behind him, and he grinned.

He had only one door left to knock on. Well, tehnically two, but he'd bumped into Misleading Compliment on the way, who's foot was the first one in the hallway. Compliment told him that he hadn't seen Anxiety, but maybe he was with Prince? Pranks had no idea why he would say that. Why would Prince be with Anxiety? Compliment had just shrugged and walked off, after telling Pranks he was lots of fun to be around.

So now there was just one door left. Prince's. Pranks didn't hold much hope anymofe, it was like Anxiety has just disappeared completely! Pranks trudged to Prince's door and raised his hand to knock on the fancily carved wood. It had carved vines and flowers creeping up the sides to meet in an arch at the top, and the handle was a glimmering gold.

It took a few seconds, but soon enough Prince opened the door. He looked at Pranks warily, no doubt expecting Pranks to do something to him. Last time Pranks had zapped him with an electrical buzzer, and shouted Pikachu! It was hilarious.

"Pranks! Hello, can I help you?" Prince asked. Pranks nodded.

"Yeah. Have you seen Anxiety anywhere?" He asked. Prince looked surprised.

"Yes, he's in here!" He said. Pranks stared at him.

"What?" He questioned dumbly.  Prince just swing the door wide open as a response, and Pranks looked in. Today Prince's room was just a room, with a bed, a TV, etc. Prince's room changed with his mood. But there was one strange thing about it. Right in the middle, lying on the bed, phone in hand was Anxiety.

He was looking at Pranks, also seeming surprised. He looked like he usually did; big black hoodie, black jeans, darkness under his eyes and pale skin.

"Sup." He said.

"Uh, hi. Why are you in here?" Pranks asked. Anxiety frowned.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He retorted. "Why are you looking for me, anyway?" He asked. Pranks faltered.

"Uh... well, you see... you know what? I can't explain it in words. You'll have to see for yourself. Come with me!" Pranks told him. Anxiety exchanged a wary look with Prince, but put his phone in his pocket and rolled out of the bed, walking over to Pranks.

"Lead the way." He said, and Pranks set off down the hall, biting back a mischievous smile.

Pranks heard Anxiety following him, and he turned to look over his shoulders and saw Prince walking side by side with him. Pranks raised an eyebrow but quickly cast any thought aside, he was so excited! He almost giggled to himself. Soon they reached Anxiety's door, and Pranks halted. Anxiety noticed where they were and immediately narrowed his eyes at Pranks.

"What did you do?" He asked. Pranks smiled.

"Nothing! Open the door!" He exclaimed, bouncing up and down. Anxiety glared at Pranks for a few more seconds, before huffing and turning to the door. Prince hovered behind him.

Slowly Anxiety reached out and grabbed the handle. He opened the door so cautiously it was like he expected the crocodile from Peter Pam to be lurking behind it. Which, hey. There was an idea. But Pranks pushed it away and focused on Anxiety as he opened the door fully. Immediately a voice sounded through the room.

Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?

Pranks giggled. Anxiety narrowed his eyes as he looked around the room. Prince gasped and smiled
Anxiety stepped into the room, sloshing through the junk, jewellery and jars on the floor, making his way to the middle of the room, where he spun around slowly in a circle, taking it all in. Ariel was still singing.

I've got gadgets and gizmos a plenty
I've got whose-its and whats-its galore
You want thingamabobs?
I got twenty

"More like a hundred, Anxiety." Prince noted, grinning. Anxiety glared at him and picked a chain of pearls up from his bed, letting it slide through his fingers to land with a clatter on the floor.

"That's it." He announced, turning around and marching back through the clutter to the door. A photo frame, a coin and a tiny little teapot skittered into the hallway when he moved.

"Pranks, you're cleaning this up. Like right now. Prince I'm sleeping in your room tonight." He stated, shaking a medal off his foot from where it had wrapped around his shoe, and began to walk down the hallway, back towards Prince's room, hunching down in his hoodie. The exhilaration from the Prank began to wear off as Pranks gazed at the mess. Prince sighed and Pranks looked up.

"Will he actually sleep in your room?" He questioned. Prince nodded.

"Yes. Or at least until his room has been tidied." He told Pranks, who sighed. He could just make the stuff disappear into the back of Thomas' mind, but it would still take a while because the back of Thomas' mind is like a wardrobe. If you just stuff too many things in without sorting them neatily, eventually the doors are going to open and everything is going to spill out. So he had the task of sorting everything to do. How fun.

"I'll get it done as soon as possible." Pranks told Prince wearily, who nodded and clapped him on the shoulder lightly.

"Alright. I'm going back to my room now." Was all he said before he turned around and went back up the hallway. Pranks sighed once more and went into Anxiety's room, shutting the door behind him. He clicked his fingers to make Part Of Your World stop playing, and set to work.

* * *

Pranks didn't know how long it had been. A few hours, at least, and he was exhausted. But he was finally, finally, done! He looked around the now fully cleaned room triumphantly, before shutting the door and trudging up the hallway. When he reached Prince's door he knocked on it a couple of times, and moment later Anxiety appeared, looking out.

"Yeah? What's up?" He asked. Pranks heaved out a huge breath.

"I finally finished your room." He said. Anxiety nodded.

"Cool. Is there anything else?" Pranks faltered a little.

"Not really." He admitted. Anxiety nodded.

"Ok. Bye." He went to shut Prince's door, but Pranks flung his hand out and pressed back, stopping the attempt.

"Wait! Aren't you going back to your room?" He asked. Anxiety wrinkled his nose.

"Not right now. Princey's asleep and I need to take photos, to use as blackmail material. Also he looks adorable, so he'll hate the pictures." Anxiety grinned evilly and Pranks frowned, looking into the room. Sure enough, Prince was lying still as a statue on the bed, eyes closed and breathing rhythmically. Anxiety turned around and made his way back to the bed, sliding under the covers and holding his phone over Prince.

"Shut the door when you leave." Anxiety stage whispered, snapping a photo. Pranks only lingered a moment longer before closing the door with a soft click and making his way back to his own room.

"But I worked so hard to clean your room." He whispered mournfully to himself. Why did Anxiety even want to be in Prince's room, anyway. He thought they disliked each other. Well, whatever. If Anxiety was going to be ungrateful then Pranks didn't even want to deal with it right now. And with that Pranks flipped back into his own bed, wormed his way under the blankets and was out like a light.

The reaction I've had to this fic is kind of insane like I love you all so much! This story's been up for a few days and already people are saying they love it? It's so sweet and amazing I forget how nice people are 💖 I love you all! You make my day! Thank you!