"So I figure 'why not go on this adventure together'." the sound of the Youtuber echoed within the apartment, "I need to have a sit down with myself, figure myself out and maybe come to a better understanding that we all could learn from. Let's do this!"

Suddenly, a male wearing a black t-shirt & light blue neck-tie rose from the ground with a somewhat cheery tone in his voice, "Hello there class!"

"There is no class here" Thomas spoke, looking at the teacher to his right that stood in front of the stairs.

"Yes there is." the other replied, fixing his neck-tie whilst looking back at the camera in the middle of the room.

"Whatever, this is my intellectual side." the host introduced, the one he'd referred to making a gesture with his hands as if to spill a bunch of facts onto your head - or into your head more preferably, "Every fact I've ever learned."

"Believe it or not I was quite the nerd in school." the male near the stair case stated, giving a joyful grin to the camera.

The Youtuber spoke again, "I'm pretty sure that is a surprise to no one."

As the prince came up from the floor whilst speaking, the persona wearing a pair of glasses just replying with a 'hi' before the video continued to focus on the regal one.

Before the father-figure would appear however, the smarter one questioned the red & white wearing trait with 'why that song?' coming out of his mouth in a less enthusiastic tone.

After Thomas introduced the new comer, a somewhat obvious point was made;

"I also represent your unabashed love of dad jokes!" the one with a cardigan around his shoulders spoke up, the other three in the room synchronising with him at the last two words.

Once the father-figure made one of such... comments, the one with a neck-tie around his neck pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers - looking down in a slightly negative way.

"So what are we all doing here?" the intellectual queried, his tone was less 'emotion filled' than at the beginning of the soon-to-be-published recording.

The host answered, "Well people know me from all the Vines that I make, but I don't think people really know me-know me."

"Well maybe they would if you post YouTube videos more often." the royal trait spoke, causing a few 'oh~!'s to go around the room.

As the video went on, more questions were asked & more wonders were turned into facts - a few funny quotes here & there but that's what you'd expect from a comedian & the parts of his own personality... well, the ones he knew about at the time.

Little did he know that some interesting things would happen further down the line.

~ Around a Month Later ~

"I'll see you later kiddo's - I'm gonna go help Thomas now!" the light-blue themed side told the other two in the room, before sinking into the ground with the sound of the Youtuber talking to the camera entering his ears.

"So~ what ya planning to do now Mr Nerd?" the prince queried, turning to his left where the neck-tie wearing persona stood - a book in his left hand.

The other replied, "First, it's 'what are you planning' not 'what ya planning'; second, I am going to be reading the book that I am currently holding whilst waiting for Morality to return."

"Okay bookworm." the fanciful one commented, before turning around & walking up the stairs that the logical trait was in front of.

"I'm not a worm." the teacher whispered under his breath in a frustrated voice, as he approached the couch - sitting down on one of the ends of it as his face got figuratively glued to the pages on his lap.

~ 1 Month & 3 Weeks Later ~

The intellectual, fanciable & emotional assets were sitting around a large wooden table in the lit-up common room - a few papers here & there as they talked about a certain series that the three of them were apart of.

Suddenly, a black light with a few purple particles erupted from the white circular carpet that lay around a foot/30 cm away from the bottom of the stairs.

This, of course, caught the attention of the sides - making them get out of their seats as a figure wearing a black striped hoodie & similarly coloured jeans appeared in the centre of the smoke.

Everyone's eyes widened, but the logical one wasn't able to move - the familiar look in the darker males eyes causing memories from around 19 to 20 years ago to come flooding into the front of his brain.

"Paranoia?" the father-figure queried, the one in question stepping back a bit before correcting him in a blank but somehow serious tone;

"Anxiety."

"So Hades himself decided to send the embodiment of being terrified 24/7 over here?" the red-themed male spoke up, "How convenient."

"Don't be rude Princey! I'm sure that Anxiety has a good reason to be here." the dad of the group somewhat scolded, turning back to face the anxious persona.

The teacher spoke up, figuratively throwing any emotion out of his voice, "If anxiety has changed into, well, 'anxiety' - then because it is a less-negatively affecting mental condition, I would say that it wouldn't be a problem letting him stay here for whatever reasoning he has."

The regal one groaned at his defeat, shooting the darker side a glare before stomping up the stairs - thankfully not knocking anxiety off of his feet.

"Well, I'm gonna go make lunch. See you two later!" the light-blue themed trait stated, before turning away from the pair who stood at the bottom of the stairs and entering the kitchen to start the stove up.

The nerdier one of the personas didn't exactly know what to do.

Now that one of his old friends were right in front of him, a whole bunch of memories were dancing inside of his head - a select few of them he could only wish to fade away over time, although that probably wouldn't happen.

The two of them decided silently that they would go to the second floor, which resulted in a slightly confused anxiety & an 'I understand now but I am also scared out of my life' logic - all because of a door that was fading into existence across from the teacher's room & next to the creative one's space.

"I believe that is the door to your room Anxiety, I will leave you to get settled in." the intellectual told the other, before turning away & closing the dark-blue door behind him - leaving the emo to go into his own room alone.

As the neck-tie wearing one entered his corner of the light mind-scape, he sighed - still unsure about the entire situation.

His own friend was there & he didn't even know him for who he was now, well - that applied both ways, with the exception that the more anxious trait had no idea that he was the one he'd been trying to find for like; 19 years and 7 months.

The logical asset had no clue about what the next course of action should be, or what to even think at this point - after all, he was the only one who knew his name.

He'd have to pretend to do & not know a lot of things; like knowing his name, habits, likes & dislikes - all that stuff, he'd have to figuratively throw out the window.

Unsure of what to do about Anxiety, he decided to distract himself - and by distract he meant 'ridding himself of another emotion'.

And if anyone could do that, he could - he has a thousand reasons to do so... but a million unknown ones to not, however - he doesn't know that.

For someone who acts like they know all the answers, it's surprising that he'd overlook something so simple - 'why not have emotions?'.

It had been around two weeks since Anxiety arrived at the light mind-scape, and in the middle of those two weeks a little something happened.

When the sides decided to 'visit' Thomas to introduce him to Anxiety... things didn't go down well.

The prince was trying with all this power not to kill Anxiety right then & there every time he spoke, his somewhat sarcastic & creepy voice making the regal one label him as 'evil' quite quickly - if he hadn't done so beforehand already.

The father-figure was just trying to calm the tension and help explain to Thomas that him, the prince & logic weren't his only sides - but he never mentioned having more than four.

The teacher tried his best to suppress his emotions, well, the ones he had left to show - he just answered any questions that the host had and tried to keep everything in order.

The emo didn't want to touch Thomas, hurt Thomas or even talk to him - having not talked to anyone but himself for the past 19 years or so whilst looking for a 'long gone' friend definitely affected him.

The good thing was that being alone, having all the time to himself and being able to be himself allowed him to change into Anxiety pretty easily - no pressure, not too big of a change & definitely made him more comfortable with the whole 'I am alone' thing.

The bad thing was that it let him grow bitter... but not in a bad way necessarily.

His hatred for Deceit & the duke grew, all to the point that he'd almost forgotten their names from how much he tried to repress his 'good times' with them.

His hatred for Morality didn't change much, he just hoped that he'd realise that splitting all of them into two groups was wrong - although that obviously didn't happen.

He never really disliked the twins when they were younger, he just found them... eccentric - although now the 'lighter' of the brothers was definitely becoming an enemy.

Logic was a surprise to him, he'd never seen him before but then again he didn't really care.

And finally, Robozzo; dark energy, extreme emotion, extreme action - all that stuff.

Yes, he may have scared him a few times but he still loved him just like a brother.

However, 19 years can change people... and they definitely changed Anxiety.

~1 Month Later ~

"Hey I'm Thomas & I don't give a f***! I take them. I said fork, why was that bleeped?" the host spoke to the camera, a few seconds later getting into the recording the rest of the video.

"What is up everybody?! So I don't know what it is right now, maybe it's because it's this time of year or maybe because I'm back home with friends but strangely, at this moment, I am actually feeling quite relaxed." Thomas explained, a few gestures here & there courtesy of the red-themed side.

Suddenly, the hoodie-wearing persona appeared at the bottom of the steps - somewhat seeming to enjoy sitting down and creeping the Youtuber out, "Hey."

"What the heck?!" the other screamed in shock.

"Oh I'm sorry, was I not wanted at this exact second?" the male with eye-shadow under his eyes questioned sarcastically, playing the role of the 'creepy one' quite well.

"Oh for crying out loud, okay," the host mumbled just loud enough for the microphone on the camera to pick up, raising his volume as he spoke once more, "Everyone - please welcome, my anxiety."

"Sup." Anxiety spoke, too lazy to sit up right.

That - that made logic's brain go... a 'bit' out of control.

'Sup, sup, sup, sup, sup' the words repeated in the teachers head, his feet touching the floor of his room whilst his hands were supporting his head - memories just filling his mind & clouding his vision... both figuratively & physically.

However, each word came with another image, each image being another moment, each moment having one thing in common... they were all real events.

The black & purple trait couldn't get out of his mind, not in the romantic way, not in the 'I hate you' way - but in the 'leave & end my suffering' way.

Even the fact that Thomas & Princey were using the words 'it' & 'that' when talking about his old friend couldn't break him from the memories & his thoughts.

However, if there was one thing he could take from the words without having a mental break down; it was that maybe, just maybe, Anxiety hadn't changed too much... well, too much to forget him - more specifically, past him.

~ 1 to 2 Weeks Later ~

"...so the question remains - what comes next?" the Youtuber queried, the camera in front of him recording his every move.

"Good question!" the teacher rose from the floor with his hands on his hips & a grin on his face.

Thomas jolted backward in surprise, "OOH-kay, my logical side is back everyone."

"It's the beginning of the year, which means we..." the intellectual spoke, the two males in the room finishing the sentence at the same time but at slightly different tones, "...make New Year's resolutions."

Then the neck-tie wearing side commented, "Very good."

"Well I was just thinking, like, goals to set this year for my videos." the host explained, looking at the camera for most of his phrase.

"Good videos come when we set a better life style for ourselves, Thomas." logic told the other, moving his glasses unnecessarily, "Now, what are some steps we can take to achieve this?"

"Um..." the Youtuber trailed of, before the father figure came into the conversation;

"Really can't think of one?"

As around two-or-so minutes passed by, the temper that was rising within the teacher was burning him up - one could even say that flames were coming out of the sides of his face if they really wanted to.

However, all that was put to an abrupt halt when the more negative of the four rose up - the atmosphere shifting once again as he spoke, "So isn't this nice."

The neck-tie wearing trait had his fists clenched, turning his head to the stairs with a mixture of shock and rage in his gaze - and possibly, a bit or nervousness too.

But then, after a bit more dialogue - his heart metaphorically shattered from the words that his 'long gone friend' had let out, "Get over it. You're the least popular character and you know it."

The intellectual facet frowned whilst turning away, as if to say 'wow, that was... rude' - but anyone who knew him well enough would know that putting on a mask would be quite easy for him.

On the inside, if he had to be honest, it hurt like hell - correction - worse than hell.

Even though he knew that the purple-themed persona had no idea about who he truly was, it still pained him to here the other say that - after all, he was the one who usually supported him in everything he did.

The rest of the video was mostly a musical number, although to be realistic, the logical side didn't exactly 'enjoy' expressing that much... emotion, in that video.

After the insult that anxiety had figuratively thrown at him, it was all he could do to not sink back into his room - so singing, especially in front of the others and towards his old friend in a negative way, didn't really do him any good.

However, assisting his host in day-to-day life & in the long run was his biggest priority, and his main driving force - why?

Simple, it was also his main distraction as to the more... pessimistic things in 'his' life at the time, in the past, and more that likely - in the future.