Prince followed the sound of angry muttering and soft sniffling down the dark hallway. It was his heroic duty to save whatever poor maiden - or manden - that was in need! Prince didn't expect to find Anxiety sitting in a dark corner, headphones in his ears and his tired eyes on his phone.

"Anxiety?" He asked, slowly approaching, "What's the matter?"

Anxiety startled and looked up at him, his eyes wide, his heart pounding. He clutched the phone closer to his chest. God, why did Prince have to find him? He looked so stupid, stupid, stupid!

"Nothing." Anxiety grumbled, because he could make PRince go away, and then everything would be (slightly) better. (But not really, because nothing is ever really better, there's only bad and worse.)

"No," Prince said, because he's an idiot. "Something's wrong. Did you get bad news?" The hero personality sank down next to Anxiety and looked at his phone screen. His heart leaped into his throat as he practically sang, "That's Disney! Bambi, if I know my screenshots. And I do."

Anxiety flinched. Because of course Prince would recognize the image on the screen. Anxiety knew he was going to get mocked for this. He was going to get ridiculed for watching dumb, baby Disney and then crying about it. He hated himself, God, why did he put himself in these situations? After a long silence, Anxiety sniffled. "They shot his mom."

Prince wrapped an arm around him, "Shh, I know. But, as our good friends in Africa remind us:" He took a deep breath and started to belt, "IT'S THE CIRCLE OF LIIIIIIIIIIFE!"

Anxiety glared a hole into the wall next to him as the prince continued to sing, "Gee, thanks."

"AND IT MOVES US ALLLLLLLL!"

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