Summary: This is a short angsty Patton character study. (Also, the stuff in italics was supposed to be crossed out, but the Doc Manager wouldn't let me.)

Patton is fine.

Patton isn't fine.

There's almost always a smile on his lips.

He can conjure a smile whenever he wants, no matter his emotions.

You'll never see a tear in his eye.

He wants to cry so, so badly.

He gives out hugs and sweets and general cheerfulness.

He buries his own emotional needs beneath all that.

He's always happy to talk through your feelings with you.

He wishes he could bring himself to talk about his.

He asks everyone about their day and keeps listening no matter how long they go on for.

But he'll get evasive if you ask him the same question.

His world is made of sugar and spice and everything nice.

And a million other things he hides whenever anyone else is around.

He'll reassure you that everything will be okay.

But he doesn't always believe it himself.

He doesn't mind that his ideas are often disregarded or ignored entirely.

Except he does, and he just buries the pain.

He will physically fight anyone who talks bad about themself.

He's mentally fighting himself several times a day.

He's the cutest little ball of joy.

But no one can be all joy, and he's much less happy than he shows.

So really, Patton is fine.

Patton is not fine. Patton is NOT fine!

And he'll never tell you otherwise.