Dealing with Intrusive Thoughts

[Thomas]:
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*falls face first, floored*

*Sanders Sides Intro*

[Thomas]:
*yawning* What is up everybody? *short yawn* How are you all doing? Comment below, because the human connection will make me feel like a person again. What? Sorry! That one was supposed to stay up here. *laughs* Help me. Ooh- There I go again. Hm- I'm just really... really… *yawn* ...tires. Tired! Can't talk. Because of the tires. I just- couldn't get to sleep last night and I think with that new addition that brings the grand total to... Um… everything. Everything is going wrong in my life. Even my thoughts are starting to go wrong.

[Patton]:
Ooohhh, come on, no! No. what are you talking about?!

[Thomas]:
Sorry! Umm... Let's talk about something else.

[Virgil]:
Yeah, let's.

[Roman]:
Uh oh! Here comes the noblest Roman of them all! What up, plebs?

[Patton]:
Oh, hey Roman! We were just talking about something else!

[Roman]:
Mmm- What?

[Patton]:
Yo- What?! Nothing else! There's nothin' else! Uhh, we were just talking about something and never anything else.

[Virgil]:
*aggravated sigh*

[Patton]:
*whispers* Is that okay?

[Roman]:
Wait, are you all seriously not gonna let me in on what's going on here?

[Virgil]:
*clears throat*

[Thomas]:
Patton already said we were... we were talking about something.

[Patton]:
♪ Singin' to myself 'cause I'm not uncomfortable at all. ♪

[Roman]:
Secrets, secrets are no fun, tell me now or else we're done!

[Thomas]:
Look, you don't want to know.

[Virgil]:
Unless you want to be deeply troubled.

[Roman]:
I do! Mystery loves company.

[Virgil]:
N-... It's "misery loves company".

[Roman]:
Not for me, it's not! I am not feeling any love OR misery, because it's a mystery for me alone! I have yet to receive my invite to the pity party. Thomas, come on! You can't have a bawl without a prince.

[Thomas]:
Just- leave it alone, Roman.

[Virgil]:
Seriously.

[Roman]:
*scoffs* I can't believe you're making me do this.

[Logan]:
What do you need?

[Roman]:
Logan! Do you know why everyone is so Moody B. Moans?

[Logan]:
Oh, goodness... are they still disconcerted?

[Virgil]:
That's putting it a little lightly, Logan.

[Logan]:
Or, your reaction is a little too extreme.

[Patton]:
Well, that's easy for you to say.

[Logan]:
Why wouldn't it have been easy to say...? It was an 8-word sentence. That's... not exactly laborious.

[Virgil]:
What he means is that you're not a great judge of what is and isn't an overreaction. Your most extreme reaction is an eyebrow raise.

[Logan]:
FALSEHOOD!

[Virgil]:
*snaps twice* I stand corrected.

[Patton]:
There's the one for today.

[Roman]:
Logan! *claps* Put on your blinders, or in this case take off your glasses. *laughs*

[Logan]:
What are you tal- What are you talking- What are you talking about...?

[Thomas]:
Look, I barely got any sleep. That's the best joke my creativity's got.

[Roman]:
*laughs* But seriously, ignore them for the time being and explain to me what is going on here!

[Logan]:
Well, last night, Thomas struggled to fall asleep due to persistent troubling thoughts about-

(overlapping voices cutting Logan off)

[Virgil]:
Shut up or I will shut you up!

[Thomas]:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, WHOA!!!

[Patton]:
♪ Hey now, hey now, stop what you are saying. ♪

[Roman]:
Whoa, you guys are acting fishier than the Kraken's crack.

[Patton]:
Eww.

[Virgil]:
Alright, so I'm acting fishy, so sushi- I mean- sue me.

[Roman]:
Don't act like that was an accident.

[Virgil]:
*sighs*

[Thomas]:
Everybody, Virgil. Let's give it up for the purp man.

[Roman]:
Just tell me. Blurt it out if it'll be easier! Like ripping... the sword from the stone!

[Thomas]:
That was... canonically not easy.

[Logan]:
Yes, only Arthur was able to remove the sword.

[Patton]:
May the odds be never in our favor...

[Logan]:
But, this isn't the sword in the anvil.

[Virgil]:
You mean, the sword in the stone?

[Logan]:
Why don't you read the book and see if you still need to correct me?

[Thomas]:
Ohhh! Sorry...

[Roman]:
I guess Disney was more faithful than we all thought!

[Patton]:
Huh!

[Logan]:
What I mean is that talking about this shouldn't be as impossible as liberating the sword from its ferric prison. I don't understand why we must prohibit any and all discussion about the intrusi-

(overlapping)

[Thomas]:
Please stop, seriously! Please! I really don't wanna think about it.

[Virgil]:
I'm gonna prohibit your breathing if you keep this up!

[Patton]:
You know exactly why we're not talking about it.

[Logan]:
But he's-

[Virgil]:
Logan, if you continue to push this...

[Thomas]:
*groans*

[Virgil]:
...we're gonna end up in really dangerous territory.

[Logan]:
Push... what, exactly?

[Patton]:
I'm sorry, but I can't condone any more of that kind of thinking! Please! Just...

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