《De-Aged..Virgil?》Verge?
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It was a normal day in the Mind Palace, and the Sides were all in the "center room":
Aricka was reading a book, her legs dangling off the edge of the couch, her head in Logan's lap.
Logan was also reading a book, absent-mindedly runnin his fingers through the younger sides hair.
Patton was in the kitchen, making cookies-chocolate chip and sugar cookies!
Virgil was listening to music on the stairs, sketching a picture of Logan and Aricka on the couch.
And Roman was humming Disney music while flicking through the channels on the T.V.
Our beloved Anxious trait reaches for his Pepsi, and takes a sip of it. He thought it tasted funny, but shrugged it off-it was probably just the fizz. He keeps sketching, not noticing the sleeves of his hoodie covering his hands, making it harder to draw. He holds his hands up and shakes them so they fall away from his hands-then takes a closer look at his hands-they were smaller-and his hands were already tiny to begin with. "Guys," he says, ignoring the panicked squeak in his voice. "Guys-we have a problem-I'M 11 AGAIN!" they all look over at him.
Aricka falls off the couch, and stands up, a pained expression on her face. Logan stands up, and pulls her to her feet. Patton exits the kitchen, and Roman walks over. "Aw, you're so little, and cute!" Patton exclaims, and takes a picture. Roman tries to hide his laughter, but it was too hard-Panic! At The Everywhere, a preteen again?-it was golden. Logan disappeared to get a book to figure out what happened.
He hides his face, trying to will this nightmare away. Someone moves to stand in front of him. "Stop." it was Aricka. "Laughing doesn't solve the issue," she says, looking Roman in the eye, making him squirm. "Patton, can you please stop taking pictures, that doesn't help either." he nods. "And honestly?-Logan's the only one who's actually doing someone productive. Remember when this happened to me?" Guilty nods all around. "Alright. Instead of hurting Virgil, let's help him."
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Once they'd left, Aricka sat down next to him. "Thanks," Virgil says, back in control of his breathing.
"No problem, Verge."
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