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Day 103:
yes
Shrunken Sides
Anxiety huffed as a lock of his hair was gently tugged on, soft sounds finding his ears. He sighed drowsily, and focused on the soft sounds as he drifted back to sleep. “ANXIETY, WAKE UP!!!”, the mentioned side screamed as his hair was tugged on harshly, and he sat up straight, looking around for danger as his instincts kicked in. He stopped as yelling came from right in front of him, something swinging into his face as he rapidly turned. He reached up and pulled the foreign thing from his hair, dropping on the couch in front of him as it squirmed. “Hey! Careful!”, the foreign thing protested, and Anxiety looked down, freezing in place. There were three tiny figures standing no taller than three inches each on the couch in front of him. Logic. Morality. And a very grumpy Creativity. They all looked up at the anxious side, who had only been introduced to them a month and a half previous to this moment. Logic carried a look of seriousness, clearly aware that this situation was odd and abnormal. Morality looked concerned for Anxiety, possibly due to his rude awakening. And Creativity… well, he never looked happy when he looked at Anxiety. But his new minuscule size seemed to only concentrate his attitude. “Are you okay, Anxiety?”, Morality asked, and Anxiety nodded, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his black hoodie to make sure he wasnt seeing things. Nope. The others were just very weirdly small. “Is he okay!?”, Creativity exclaimed, “He dropped me!”, the princely side yelled, clearly offended that the pathological side wasn’t concerned for him over Anxiety. Morality sighed, walking up to Anxiety’s hand, which was quite large in comparison, “You woke him up so abruptly, Princey! You scared him half to death! I probably would have dropped you too!”, the sensitive side replied, but Creativity was not satisfied. “Our situation is quite abrupt! He needs to help us fix this!”, he argued, but before Morality could reply, Logic stepped between the two, adjusting his glasses. “Now is not the time for arguing. We need to stay calm and work through this rationally.”, Logic then turned to Anxiety, looking up at him, “Anxiety, as you may have noticed, we have a little problem on our hands.” Logic glared and slowly turned as Morality snorted. “You know I didn’t mean that-” “YOU MADE A DAD JOKE!” Anxiety sat up and away from the three sides, holding his ears painfully. Morality may have shrunk, but clearly his volume hadn’t. He was going to have to get used to that. But first… He had a big problem to solve.
He wasn’t sure his fourteen-year-old self could handle this much stress.
((This takes place when the sides are all fourteen, not long after Virgil came around. Lemme know if you wanna see more.))
Yes part one!
Shrunken Sides Part 2
Creativity gasped as Anxiety flinched away, “Hey! Be careful!”, he snapped, and Anxiety gave a bothered glare at the royal, who didn’t do so much as to flinch under his gaze. “Creativity, he didn’t even get close to touching you! Quit being mean to Anxiety!”, Morality scolded, and the prince grimaced, nodding obediently.
That didn’t stop him from sticking his tongue out at Anxiety, who returned the favor.
Logic rolled his eyes, “Whatever. Anxiety, we have a problem. The three of us seem to have… dropped in size considerably last night.”, he explained, and the anxious side carefully laid down on his stomach so he didn’t loom over the others. Logic nodded gratefully, “It took us an incredible amount of effort to find each other alone, not to mention coming downstairs to climb onto the couch to wake you up. We are in serious need of your help.”, Logic said, and Anxiety nodded.
His lips parted as he finally calmed himself enough to speak, “Are you all okay? Did any of you get hurt?”, Anxiety asked, feeling his own anxiety pull out of his panic and pour into protecting the smaller, more vulnerable sides in front of him. Morality smiled, shaking his head, “Nope! Luckily, we’re all okay! We all somehow managed to climb down our beds and leave our rooms! Logic and Creativity came into my room and helped me down from my bed by climbing down the blanket to the floor!”, Morality recalled, and Anxiety successfully hid the pang of fear in his heart of the idea of these tiny, fragile little things climbing up and down their beds- which would be much larger than Anxiety already was to them-
Anxiety hoped that Thomas couldn’t feel the anxiety of the idea of any of the tiny sides dropping from their bed to the floor- as that would be hard to deal with.
Creativity crossed his arms over his chest, “Well, you did drop me. That was the most danger I have seen all day.”, he grumbled, and Anxiety frowned, leaning his face just a bit closer to the prince. “I’m sorry that I dropped you, Creativity. I didn’t mean to. I just knew something was in my hair- so I panicked when the thing was living. I wouldn’t have dropped you if I had known that it was you. Sorry if I scared you. Did I hurt you in any way?”, Anxiety asked, and the prince sighed, “No, you didn’t.”
Princey’s silence was challenged by a stern look from Morality, and the creative side turned back to Anxiety, “And… apology accepted.”, he added.
Morality crossed his arms over his chest, “And?”, he pressed, and Creativity threw his hands up in frustration, “What? What else do I say?” Morality gestured to Anxiety, which made the anxious side flinch slightly, “You have your own apology to give, Princey.”, the paternal side huffed, and Creativity sagged reluctantly.
The prince looked back to Anxiety, “I am sorry for waking you up like that. While Morality’s way was too gentle, I was far too rough. I shouldn’t have scared you like that. I’m sorry.”, Creativity sighed, and Anxiety blinked.
The ghost of a smile appeared on the anxious side’s face, prompting a genuinely surprised look from Princey. A genuine, soft, small, warm smile was on Anxiety’s face-
Had Creativity ever even seen Anxiety smile before? He couldn’t remember, so he probably hadn’t. But if he had, it wasn’t so… genuine as this. But the trace of a smile was alien to see on the fair-skinned, makeup-using side, and it made Creativity wonder just what he had said that prompted this.
“Apology accepted, Creativity. I appreciate it.”
Oh. Creativity had been so wrapped up in noticing that Anxiety actually looked like something other than a dark and dreary dragon-witch cave that he had forgotten his apology to the side.
Was that why Anxiety was smiling? Because he had apologized? Really? He had been forced to apologize before… but maybe it was because this one was more in depth?
Huh. Maybe he should try to do that more often…
Just to see if it makes the side smile again. Might lessen the anxiety that Thomas would have to deal with, right?
Creativity gave a smile back, “Good. I’m. I’m glad.”, he replied, and he raised an eyebrow as the smile grew into the slightest of a smirk.
He would ignore that for now.
Anxiety quickly caught on that Princey didn’t want any sass right now, and put the smirk away, exchanging glances with Logic and Morality as well, “So, do you have any idea why this happened?”, Anxiety asked, and Logic shook his head. “No, we don’t. Even Creativity confirmed that any magic from his room wasn’t involved. Nor can we find any effects this may have had on Thomas. Our tasks are being carried out just as efficiently. as usual, he did well on a test in his first period today, and he’s still doing well.”, Logic said, adjusting his glasses as he always did.
Right. Thomas was in school right now, so Logic was making sure he did well in school through all of this. Good, someone had to make sure this wasn’t going well, and who better to notice abnormalities than Logic? No one here, in Princey’s opinion.
Anxiety propped his head upon his hand, humming in thought, “I don’t feel extra anxious or stressed, either. And I’m also not any bigger, so it’s not like I have what you guys are missing… And clearly, judging by your reactions, this hasn’t happened before…”, Anxiety said, lightly tugging on one of his bangs, “Weird. This is all just… so odd. And unexpected…”, Anxiety was clearly trying his best to figure out what was going on, and Creativity nodded.
“Yes, very. Now, we need to figure out how to turn ba-”
A very loud growl startled all four sides, and three turned to the source-
Morality.
The emotional side’s face was flush with embarrassment as he hugged his stomach while it growled much quieter this time, “Sorry…! I haven’t had breakfast yet! I’m hungry!”, Morality exclaimed, then giggling, “Wait, I’m not hungry, I’m dad!”, he snorted at his own joke, while Creativity and Logic groaned and Anxiety stifled a laugh.
Morality smiled as he saw the average-sized– though in comparison gigantic– side snicker at his joke, the dark-dressed side sitting up and stretching himself out. “Well, I’m kinda hungry. So I guess we should all have something to eat.”, Anxiety sighed, draping his legs over the couch as he stood up, letting out a loud yawn as he contemplated how the heck he was gonna feed three tiny sides.
((Sorry for the delay! Mobile Tumblr wouldn’t let me post it. But I can on my desktop! Part 3 is almost done, so get ready for that! And let me know if you want to be tagged in my works or this story and definitely ask me questions or send me headcanons about this!))
Oooh, infinitesimal sides!
Day 102:
yes
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Day 101:
yes
Could you possibly do the Sanders sides as tiny? :0
I got lazy half way through this one and it ended with logan trying to understand why he was small.
Idk I wanted to contribute..
Thomas sat on his couch, browsing through Tumblr on his phone when something small landed in his lap. He looked down and saw… Was that Logan?
The tiny version of Logan stood up as best he could before falling down again.
“Logan?” Thomas asked, setting down his phone and picking up the small trait.
Logan looked up at his host, a shocked look on his face.
“Wha- Thomas? Why are you so big?” He sounded like he’d been sucking helium.
“Why am I so big? You’re the one who fits in my hand!”
Logan looked around the apartment, trying to understand what was happening to him. He then sat down in Thomas’ hands and sighed.
“Uh, Logan? You okay?”
The logical trait sighed again. “What caused this?”
Another small something landed on Thomas. This time it was Roman. He immediately stood and drew his sword, waving it around.
“Hey, Roman, buddy, stop. You’re gonna hurt someone.”
Roman looked up at Thomas, a look of shock on his face.
“T-Thomas? Is that really you?”
“Yeah. Why are you guys so tiny?”
“Us guys?” Roman asked, before seeing Logan in Thomas’ hand. “Oh. Odd.”
Before anyone could say anything else, Virgil fell and landed on top of Roman, who’s sword flew out of his hand onto the floor, luckily for the anxious side.
“Oof.”
“Get OFF, Edge Lord!”
Thomas put Logan on his shoulder, and picked up Virgil.
“Whoa whoa whoa whoa,” Virgil said, freaking out, “What’s going on?”
“Well,” Roman huffed, standing up again and straightening his tunic, “Apparently, we’ve all been shrunk, and Logan.exe has appeared to have stopped functioning.
“Did you really just refer to Logan as a computer program?”
“Well, look at him!”
Logan, on Thomas’ shoulder, sat with his head in his hands.
Thomas put Virgil in his shirt pocket, so he would feel safer. He picked Roman up and set him on his other shoulder.
Then Patton landed on his lap.
“What is happening?” Thomas basically shouted.
Roman leaned away, “That was my ear, Loudy McShouterson.”
Patton stood up and readjusted his cardigan. He looked around the living room, then around to Thomas and the other sides.
“Hiya kiddos!”
“Hey Dad,” Virgil said, waving at the father figure.
Thomas picked Patton up in his hand. “Why are you guys all so tiny?”
“I dunno! Why don’t you ask Logan?”
Logan looked up at the mention of his name. “I- I don’t know!” the logical trait admitted, a pained tone to his voice.
“Could this be something Princey did?” Virgil asked.
“How dare you insinuate that I would do something like this!” Roman said, leaning dramatically against Thomas’ neck, almost falling off the shoulder in the process.
“You alright there, buddy?” Thomas asked.
“Yes. I’m fine.”
“So what do we do about this?” Virgil asked.
“That was my ear, Loudy McShouterson.” I’M-
YES INFINITESIMAL SIDES
Hey guys remember that time I accidentally knitted a hat?
Have I ever told you guys about this?
So I was trying to knit a shawl sort of thing but got bored and started narrowing it out to end it. It should have become a triangle but it curled up and became a hat somehow. It was great. It’s super comfy.
And that's how I accidentally knitted a hat
Everyone ELSE can post personal stuff on their TS blog and get attention, but when I do it I get '2 notes' and a feeling of slight disappointment.
Hey guys remember that time I accidentally knitted a hat?
Have I ever told you guys about this?
Wouldn't virgil attacking someone be considered an anxiety attack?
Dark Patton sent this ask.
Dark Patton strikes again
Pride Flags as palettes I’ve made! Row 1: In Between (nonbinary), Pandemonium (pansexual) Row 2: By And By (bisexual), Pastel Pride (homosexual), Transcontinental (transgender) Row 3: Ace Amethyst (asexual), Arrow Grass (aromantic) I will make some more if you like! It’s fun to do this!
Hi I'm proud of these y'all like them?
Hey guys look at this cool quote I found while reading an article in creative writing:
"Emotions that are fused with an exercise of the intellect are most powerful of all."
Ima just leave it here and let you guys think on it.
