Forget Me (sequel to Remind Me)

Seven: Leave a Message, Unless You're Ty

Forget Me

Ch 7: Leave a Message, Unless You're Ty

Ty's POV

I yelp as I land in the bottom of the toaster. On instinct, I back away from the slight darkness in the middle of the toaster's slot and into the light brought by the wires that usually heat whatever is put into the toaster.

And then I jump back in pain and alarm as it registers: I'm in the toaster. And that wire burns.

Oh my Notch, it's so hot down here. Maybe if I climb up the wires-

I cry out in pain as the wires burn my hands. Okay, so climbing out is not an option. Notch, it's so hot down here. I've only been down here for about thirty seconds, and I'm already sweating. Ugh, I feel like simply collapsing on the floor and falling asleep.

Maybe I can call someone to pick me up. After tugging my phone out of my pocket (even that small action seems to take a ton of effort in this heat), I find myself typing Sky's name into the search bar in my contact list.

Ugh, please, please pick up, Sky!

He doesn't. Instead, I hear his voice mail. "Haiii! I'm either busy or ignoring my phone right now. Please leave a message after the beep, 'less you're Ty. In that case, shove off, dude."

I groan, ignoring the last part of Sky's message and waiting for the beep. When it finally beeps, I start talking quickly. "Sky, please call me back, I really need you right now, I need serious help! I, I- Just, please, as soon as you get this, come to the Giant Toaster. Please!" I hang up and scroll through my contacts list, looking for someone else who will hopefully be bored enough to answer their phone. Not Seto, he's probably turning a piece of dirt into a diamond or something with his magic. Not Mitch or Jerome, I think they told me they'd be doing a Hunger Games around this time. Quentin is dealing with the new club. Ian never answers his phone. Who can I call?

Jason!

The phone rings five times, and I'm sweating profusely as I lean up against the wall of the toaster (one of the two that aren't covered in burning-hot wires). I'm about to hang up and try calling someone else, but then I hear one word: "Hello?"

"JASON!" I shout.

"Woah, Ty! Calm down!"

"No, Jason, I can't! Please come to the Giant Toaster, I desperately need help, I- I-" I start hyperventilating.

"Ty, Ty, it's alright! I'll be there soon. I'm with Seto right now, but I'll be there when I'm done with this."

"No! Jason, I need help now, I... Ugh... Wait, Seto's with you? Bring Seto, Seto can probably help! Please hurry, Jason!"

Oh, geez. I hope they can get here in time.

I shove my phone back into my pocket and close my eyes, letting out a deep, shuddering breath. Oh, I'm so tired... I really wish I could just fall asleep, but something tells me I should try to stay awake. I force my eyes open and start examining the inside of the toaster. The wires are red with heat. There are a few bread crumbs on the floor.

And I'm so tired...

Jason's POV

(Woah, when was the last time this happened? Has there ever even been a TrueMU POV in the Remind Me series?)

"I don't know, but he sounded terrified. We have to go help him!" I insist.

"Mkay, I'll be there as soon as possible. Have you called the others yet?" Quentin asks.

"Everyone but Sky. He wouldn't pick up his phone."

"Really? He usually has it on."

"I don't know, just hurry up and meet us at the Giant Toaster."

"Got it. Bye, Jason!" He hangs up, and I stuff my phone into a pocket on my suit before running to stand next to Seto.

"Is Quentin coming?" he asks.

I nod. "Yeah, he'll be here soon. Were any of you able to contact Sky?"

Everyone – meaning all of Team Crafted (except for Sky, Ty, and Quentin, of course) and Sethbling – shakes their head. "He refuses to answer any of our calls or texts," Ian says. "And I have a feeling he and Ty got into some kind of fight, you know... because of his voice mail machine."

"Uh-huh. Alright, so has anyone seen Ty, then? He just said to come to the Giant Toaster..."

"We haven't seen him anywhere," Jerome replies. "We've walked around the toaster at least five times."

"Wait," Mitch says suddenly. "What if he's on top of the toaster? Or what if-" Mitch gasps. "What if he's in the toaster!?"

Seto chuckles nervously. "I feel like now is a good time to inform you all that I recently got a call from Brice... and... um... Ashley somehow managed to disable the Respawn Mechanism."

"What!?" I yell. "How did she even do that?"

"I have no idea," Seto answers.

"If Ty is in the machine..," Seth begins, "then the heat could potentially kill him."

Our eyes widen. "What!?"

"QUENTIN!" I shout as Quentin and Annie round the street corner and walk up to the Giant Toaster. "DO YOU KNOW HOW TO GET ON TOP OF THE TOASTER?"

"Uh, I think there's a ladder on the side of it..," Quentin says, surprised by my loud voice.

All of Team Crafted scrambles toward the ladder, climbing it as quickly as possible. "Woah! What's going on!?" Annie asks.

"We think Ty might be stuck in the toaster!" I say, pausing our climb up the ladder.

"So? If he, like, I don't know, dies from the heat or something, he'll just respaw-" Quentin starts.

"The Respawn Machine was disabled!" Ian shouts.

Annie glances around at the group. "Where's Sky? His best friend could be dying, I think he'd want to be here!"

We all shrug. "We can't manage to get hold of him," Jerome says. (Apparently 'ahold' isn't a word. Dang it. How does one 'grammar?')

"I'm going to find him," Annie declares, running off in the direction from which she came.

Seth flies to the top of the toaster while everyone else climbs up there hastily. When we get there, we peek into the two slots in the toaster, screaming Ty's name. "TY! TY, ARE YOU IN THERE!?"

"Y-Yeah, I-I'm here!" His voice carries faintly up to us, and we peer down into the toaster slot with wide eyes.

"TY! Are you alright!?"

"U-Um... I d-don't t-think so," he says quietly. We can hardly hear him.

"How do you feel?" Seto calls.

"Hot and tired," Ty whispers, and we only hear him because his voice echoes slightly off the sides of the toaster. He's leaning against the inside wall of the toaster, closing his eyes as he hugs his knees to his chest. He does look really tired, but not in the natural 'it's-three-AM-and-I-should-probably-sleep' way.

Notch help us.

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OMINOTCH TY'S POV WAS SO FLIPPING FUN TO WRITE. THE PAIN, THE DRAMA!

BUT NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE EVEN MORE FUN. :3

ERMERGERSH THE DRAMA IS SLOWLY MOVING IN ON US, IT'S SO EXCITING, I CAN'T WAIT FOR NEXT WEEK OMIGOSH I JUST CANT EVEN IM SO EXCITED ALSKJGSDLKJFSLKDJFS

So yeah. Chapter eight is gonna be great (hopefully).

ANYWAYS, uh... Um... Hmm... I don't think I have anything else to say...

DERPDEDERP ERMERGERSH

SO EXCITED