Set before Virgil told them his name.

Anxiety sat amongst the other sides, Roman and Logan belittled him as usual, of course.

But, Patton smiled reassuringly. The fatherly trait sat down, "hey kiddo, you ok?"

"I'm fine, Patton."

Patton was the only sweet one. He always included Anxiety and made him feel loved and special. Anxiety may have even grown a crush on the trait.

"Are you sure?"

Patton always kept it a secret, but he always wanted to call Anxiety his, 'Dark Strange Boyfriend'. That's why he hated it when Anxiety was self deprecating, as Patton always saw him as a Greek God of absolute perfection.

Then it came to his name. Roman wanted to know to tease him, while Logan was simply curious, Patton however wanted to know as he hated calling him 'Anxiety' and not his real name.

So, he nagged wanting to know for ages, but got no response and theorised for ages, believing it to end with 'an' or 'on'.

Patton of course could tell when he annoyed the anxious trait and so would stop and giving him some space. He would cook brownies and give them to him, making Anxiety smile and they'd spend hours watching Disney.

Anxiety and Patton fell more in love with each other, even if the other didn't know and grew closer together.

Anxiety was in his room, 'ok. Today I'll tell him. I'll tell Patton my name. He deserves to know, he won't laugh, he'll be supportive.'

"Will he though?"

Anxiety spun around and froze, "Deceit? I haven't seen you since..."

"Since you left me to die I know... I'm am so thankful for that." Deceit smirked, "so...? Patton won't laugh at your name?"

Anxiety glared, 'he doesn't know my name...'

"Are you sure he won't?"

"I'm positive." The anxious trait said, his arms crossed.

"And why's that?" Deceit asked, smirking.

Anxiety stared to the ground and hesitated, he wasn't sure, but he said it anyway, looking down nervously, "I think he likes me."

"Likes you? Please, Anxiety, that's demented." Deceit smirked, starting to sing.

"But Deceit I-"

"This is why you never should have left,
Dear, this whole romance that you've invented,
Just proves you're too naive to be here." He sang, holding on Anxiety's shoulders and smiled.

"Why would he like you? Come on now, really!" He scoffed, at the younger trait, "Look at you, you think that he's impressed?" He asked, grabbing the black sleeves of Anxiety's dark and dirty hoodie,

"Don't be a conceit,
Come with Deceit.
Deceit-" he held out his hand.

"No!" Shouted Anxiety, angrily. Patton liked him, he was sure, even if it was as a son.

"No?!" Growled Deceit, glaring angrily, "oh, I see how it is." He began to stalk up to him.

"Anxiety knows best,
Anxiety so mature now,
Such a clever grown-up sir." He sang, patting Anxiety's head hard, making him flinch.

"Anxiety knows best,
Fine, if you're so sure now," the snake like trait circled the anxious one, smirking.
"Go ahead, then give him this!" Deceit stuck some white paper on his chest and in black sharpie was the word, 'Virgil'.

"How did you-?" The anxious trait began to ask, confused and scared, looking at it.

"That is why he's here!
Don't let him deceive you!
Give it to him, watch, you'll see!" He waved his hand angrily, making an image of Patton show.

The younger trait gripped the paper tightly, crumpling the paper and glared, "I will!"

"Trust me, my dear," he clicked his fingers, swiping it across the image of Patton.
"That's how fast he'll leave you,
I won't say I told you so!" He spun Anxiety.

"No, Virgil knows best!
So if he's such a dreamboat," he again bought up a smiling image of Patton.
"Go and put him to the test!" He glared.

"If he's lying,
Don't come crying!" He sang, pointing to the door and backing up, as the imaginary Patton glared and left.

"Deceit knows best!" He disappeared.

Virgil looked around and down at his name, he tore it off and glared.

He slowly tore it up and threw it in his bin, 'they hate me...' He knew he over did everything and so decided to duck out.

Patton would be better off.

Of course Thomas began to act like a 'Cotton-Headed Ninny Muggins' as Logan said.

They showed they cared for him and wanted him back with them, even Roman. Virgil, felt happy and apart of the family.

Patton got excited.

"My name is Virgil!" He had yelled and started to say it was like a bandaid that you have to rip off.

Roman began to snigger and Logan was very confused.

"That's adorable!" Shouted Patton smiling, "I love it! It's so you! So strong, handsome, unique and pretty name!" He shouted, then paused, his face turning to one of horror.

The three traits and Thomas stared at Patton and realised, Patton had just said he loved Anxi- Virgil.

Virgil stood straighter, 'Deceit was wrong...'

"Uh... ha ha..." he laughed nervously, his face bright red.

"Patton we need to talk."

The said trait nodded.

They sunk to the corridor outside their rooms and Patton began to apologise immediately.

Virgil presses his index finger to Patton's lips, quietening him, "Patton... Thank you, because I would not have had the courage to do that..." He said, "Patton, I like you, like that, too."

"Y-you do...?"

"I do..."

Patton blushed more and smiled, "would you like to come to my room...? To talk some more..."

Virgil smiled.

"I would love to."