Morality stared at the big TV in front of him. He sat on the couch and started to look for the remote.

Except he couldn't find it.

'There's a TV, but no remote...? That's weird.' He thought. Then he heard something plop down beside him. He looked over and saw a remote, 'That wasn't there before, right?'

Morality shrugged and just picked it up, turning on the TV.

"May I join you?" A voice asked. Morality looked up and saw someone wearing white and red.

"Oh, sure, kiddo!" Morality smiled, then frowned, 'Why did I call him kiddo?'

"Kiddo...?" He muttered.

"Oh, sorry, it was just a reflex, I think." Morality said.

"No worries! I don't mind." He sat down next to Morality, "My name is Creativity, and yours?"

"Morality!"

"Splendid!" Creativity clapped his hands together and turned his attention to the TV screen, "What's a Disney+?"

"Hm? I dunno, let's find out!" Morality scrolled down to the icon and clicked it with the remote.

~~~~~

Dark Creativity walked downstairs and saw two people sitting on the couch. He saw someone wearing blue and someone wearing white and red.

As soon as he looked at the person wearing white and red, his head started to hurt and it was as if he couldn't breathe.

'Split. Split. Split. Split. Split. Split. Split.' His thoughts all said the same word.

Tears rushed to his eyes and he ran back up the stairs, running into someone as he was on his way back to his room.

Dark Creativity looked down at the person he ran into and his spirits were lifted at the sight of him. He wore black and yellow and he had scales on his face.

"Sorry about that, are you okay?" Dark Creativity asked and held his hand out.

"I'm not alright." He said and took Dark Creativity's hand. Dark Creativity lifted him up and smiled at him.

"I'm Dark Creativity, and you are?"

"...I'm not Deceit." He winced at his words.

Dark Creativity thought for a few seconds, then came to a realization, "Oh, your name is Deceit and you say the opposite of what you mean?"

"How...?" Deceit muttered.

"It was just a guess. Wanna be friends!?" Dark Creativity exclaimed.

"No." Deceit nodded.

Dark Creativity jumped for joy, "Yay, we're going to be the best of friends!"

Deceit smiled a bit.

~~~~~

Anxiety continued to read his journal until he came to a set of double doors. He opened them slowly and walked inside, taking in the interior.

He saw the large bookshelves and the stairs leading up to the archives. He noticed the lounge area where Sides could read as well as get coffee as they please.

"Looking for anything in particular?" A voice asked, making Anxiety squeak and turn around. He saw a tall person wearing glasses and a tie. Anxiety flipped a few pages in his journal and read something.

'Logic - He's the most knowledgable Side out of all of us. He knows the most out of everyone in the Mindpalace, but if Thomas gets amnesia, then Logic is pretty much useless.' Anxiety read. He sighed and looked up at Logic.

"N-No, I'm j-just looking ar-round." Anxiety stuttered.

Logic nodded, "Alright, if you need anything, just tell me. My name is Logic, by the way."

"A-Anxiety..." He muttered and walked off, 'Okay... I'm looking for this book that might tell me how to get everyone's memories back, but it might be in the Archived section... how will I get there?'

Anxiety looked around until he spotted something on Logic's belt.

Keys.

'You've got to be kidding me...' Anxiety thought.