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Princey POV

I felt a little bad. I knew that wasn't good. I wasn't Morality so I didn't feel as strong a pull toward doing the right thing. But I did control Thomas's sense of confidence and I could feel more confident when I did something good. And for some reason I felt like I was doing something wrong.

Oh well, maybe I'm just hungry. It's almost dinner. I thought. I smiled at myself in the mirror as I slid down the banister and left my room. I summoned a horse and jumped on. I felt a surge of creative happiness as I summoned my horse, as always. I rode down toward the dining room that, fortunately, had a door big enough to let me ride in.

I looked around, disappointed that I was only the second one in. It would be more dramatic if everyone was already here. Alas, only Morality was here, already munching on a cookie and sitting sideways in a chair. I sighed and jumped off my horse, leaving it to do whatever. I strolled over to Morality, "Where is Logan? It is unlike him to be late."

Morality looked at me, then something behind him caught his eye. He gasped but, since he still had cookie in his mouth, he choked and fell backward. He hit the ground with a thud and I winced. I leaned over and grabbed his hand, pulling him back up. He was still gasping and his eyes were wide. I looked over and saw Logan entering with Anxiety. But what made me almost drop Morality again was that Anxiety was walking hand in hand with Logan. I almost choked but I managed a look of indifference.

"Greetings fair personas and also Anxiety!" I called out for no reason. Anxiety sighed and tried to let go of Logan's hand. Logan smiled and tugged him over to the chairs though and pulled him down to sit next to him. My smile twitches slightly, Why does Anxiety like Logan?! I shook my head slightly. Why do I care? By all means if Logan makes Anxiety happy even though he's not as good as me and doesn't care about Anxiety the way I do and he doesn't know Anxiety like I do. Stop it! I don't care about Anxiety, never have. I'm not jealous!!!

I sat down at the table and reached for some food. I suddenly felt queasy. I stopped and set my hand back down. Something was wrong with Thomas.

Logan POV

A/N: New POV!! Sorry if this isn't as perspicacious as he would be (XD I looked up that word, it's a synonym for intelligent)

I enjoyed walking to the dining room with Anxiety very much. He may be slightly negative at times but overall he is very much a kind person. As I see it the four of us represent different outlooks: Morality is an idealist, Roman is an optimist, Anxiety is a pessimist, and I am a realist. Naturally realism and pessimism attract. Despite the theories that opposites attract, that is very rarely true. I smiled and reached for some food, handing Anxiety a bit of chicken which he'd told me is his favorite. He took it with a tiny smile, which I was still trying to get used to. He looked across the table and looked worried for a moment. I followed his sight and saw Roman sitting with a semi-nauseous look on his face and no food on his plate. I, at first, thought nothing of the latter. Prince sometimes skipped a meal and would make up for it later. All of us knew that, but the fact that he looked slightly nauseous was a warning. I was confused, Thomas rarely had troubling experiences during dinner and Anxiety had been with me for the last several minutes which ruled out most things that would cause Thomas, and by extension, Princey to feel upset or sick. I nudged Morality, as I had recently learned that 'nudging' is an effective way to procure ones attention. Morality looked up from his plate of junk food. I nodded towards Roman and he seemed to understand. Thankfully I have been studying new ways to communicate, such as other languages (Принц Глуп) and body language. He immediately began conversing with Roman about movies that had recently come out. I pulled Anxiety out of the room and slipped to the main room to find out what's happening. Halfway there Anxiety slipped his hand out of mine. I barely noticed, consumed with confusion and worry. It wasn't until I reached the main room that I noticed. I glanced back and couldn't see Anxiety, I was worried for him but a sudden flash from the screen that showed Thomas's view drew me back to the screen. He was lying in bed, not eating, not interacting with anyone, not reading, watching something, or doing much of anything, and he had just turned off the lights. I was confused. The screen slowly contracted which usually meant he was drifting off to sleep but why was he? I picked up a microphone in the box of controllers which would allow me to speak to him directly without coming into the real world.

"Thomas, what is causing you to go to sleep without first eating?" I asked through the microphone. The screen showing his view widened again as my question forced him to actively think. He sighed and shrugged. I sighed as well and set down the microphone on the couch, walking over and appearing in the real world.

Anxiety POV

I was worried about Prince. Sure he doesn't eat at some meals, being as random as he is, but he usually has his stupid smile plastered on his face 24/7. I was going to ask what was up when Logan grabbed my hand, causing me to turn a little red, and pulled me out of the room. Halfway there I got a sudden wave of emotions. When it comes to Thomas, Prince usually gets the major emotions first, followed by me or Morality. Logan doesn't really react as much but by then he'll have figured out what the emotion is. I could tell what Prince was feeling. I had a massive wave of self loathing. I wanted to just curl up in a ball and never come back out. Being me, I had these feelings on a daily basis but I still almost break down every time. I slipped out of Logan's hand. He kept going, apparently oblivious to me. I sighed and slipped back to my room. I couldn't help it. Nothing felt right, I was doing everything wrong, I should go find Logan, I should go help Thomas. But everything I do only makes it worse...

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