#I vaguely remember it from an old vlog thomas did

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Is it spelt famders or fanders?? I thought it was fanders this whole time (fan+sanders) but I see some spell it with an M sooo

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Consequences Part 4

Concept: The sides are seven but still have some general knowledge and stuff from being 28. 

Consequences Part 1

Consequences Part 2

Consequences Part 3

Consequences Part 5

Consequences Part 6

Tag list: @fandomsandanythingelse @tinysidestrashcaptain @fanfictionsideaccount

Warning: Anxiety attacks and general, self-doubt, I don’t think there are others

Thomas was overwhelmed and sitting on the floor in his room. While Thomas knew he had faced worse things like heartbreak and other very emotionally charged things, having the aspects of his personality stuck at the age of seven was beginning to take its toll. The anxiety about the monster in the closet was just the beginning of things that shouldn’t affect a twenty-eight-year-old. He had no idea how they were supposed to do a vlog tomorrow when everyone was still seven. It was like Thomas couldn’t see a light at the end of the tunnel. He wasn’t feeling very optimistic, at that point, Patton came in looking a little green.

All the negative thoughts were affecting Patton while he was the personification of Thomas’ morality he was also there to help support him in everything he did. Patton wasn’t feeling himself today, he was doubting, angry, scared, and maybe anxious. Virgil seemed to pick up on the father figure’s odd demeanor. He moved toward the moral side apprehensively. He could sense the emotions that were weighing down the embodiment of Thomas’ heart.  He looked across the room where Thomas was seated, he didn’t look well. He looked pale, exhausted, and on the brink of an anxiety attack. Virgil was curious how that would work since he was Thomas’ anxiety and he felt fine, a little afraid of the unknown and not being a grown-up that nothing substantial enough to cause an attack. Logan was coaching Thomas on breathing and attempting to reassure him.  Logan wasn’t too sure of the proper technique on consoling or comforting someone. He decided maybe some physical contact, Logan was obviously apprehensive of this new skill so he decided to sit crisscross in front of Thomas. The little logical side put his forehead against Thomas’, remembering something about grounding helping during a panic attack.  Logan still had the majority of his facts, words, and other concepts but it was like they were blurry and out of focus that he couldn’t quite access all of them.  

Anxiety shifted his focus from watching Thomas and Logan back to Morality. He had only taken his eyes off the Moral side for a minute at most and somehow it had gotten worse! Virgil went over and kneeled, upon further inspection, he realized that the Moral side now had darker eyeshadow than his own. Virgil wasn’t the best at comforting but he did know something about anxiety attacks and all the negative feelings that his father figure was experiencing. Virgil had an idea, he got up and walked to the door frame, “Roman get your ass up here!” The word “ass” got a slight grimace from the other three, they weren’t thrilled about cursing in the first place and it was only made worse by it being said by a seven-year-old. Roman began ascending the stairs but became a little nervous as he approached because he could feel all the negative energy waiting for him at the top of the steps. He wanted oh so very much to retreat but princes were brave and fearless, whatever was waiting for him at the top of the steps he deserved. He began to mentally prepare himself for the lecture or yelling that he thought would originally accompany this predicament. Once atop the stairs, he noticed that Virgil looked worried. Roman approached him slowly not wanting to make anyone angrier, “You called for a Prince?” Virgil rolled his eyes, not sure why Princey thought now would be an appropriate time to make a joke. Virgil grabbed the Prince gently by his arm to bring him to the unsettling scene in Thomas’ room. Roman paled at seeing Thomas in such a state, eventually, Virgil nudged the Prince to direct his attention to the Moral side. Roman looked like he was about to pass out upon seeing Patton in such a state. Princey quickly put on a brave face and approached him slowly. He sat in front of Patton and started to talk the Moral side through the breathing exercise Tayln had given Thomas.  Virgil took this time to get some information about their situation from Roman since everyone was in the room and could pay attention when needed. Virgil, “So why are we seven?” Roman, “Well I had gone on an adventure earlier in attempt to keep us all safe from the Dragonwitch. Then I had some things to take care of before I left the dreamscape.”  Virgil thought that it was sweet that Princey wanted to all of them but he would never say it out loud. Virgil retorted with, “Well she wouldn’t be able to come into the mind palace anyways so what was the point?” Roman was now sitting with Patton’s head in his lap which looked a little odd with both of them being tiny. Roman then stated, “That’s not the point! It is my job to protect all of you! I never thought she would get in the mind palace but since she was something in my side she became my problem.” He realized that he sounded a little defensive and blushed a little. Virgil wasn’t prepared for Princey to argue about this, “So then how did we get this way?” Roman thought and vaguely remembered something from right before being deaged, “Well I remember coming back through the portal to the mind palace.  Then I remember finding Pat in my bed sleeping, but by then he was already seven. I looked up from the bed and saw someone approaching me, he then said something about this being for his mother before throwing the potion on me.” Virgil thought this made sense, “So we are seven because you killed someone’s mother! You couldn’t have just set a trap, talked to her, or found magic to keep her away!” Virgil was becoming overwhelmed with this situation, he could remember everything from being an adult but it was like anything that wasn’t “appropriate” for his new age was fuzzy. Virgil remembered sleeping on the couch, he vaguely remembered someone placing a blanket on him, and then he woke up like this. Logan then spoke, “So how do we fix it, Princey?” Roman thought as he ran his fingers through the curled father figure’s hair, then he spoke, “I’m not sure but we have to fix it soon because Thomas nor Pat can take much more of this.” As Roman spoke he was looking at Thomas but then something caught his eye, he moved his head to look more directly at it. Virgil was becoming an adult again.