[CANCELLED] Caught By What? (ONE)

Chapter Eight

Airy's P.O.V

Ai: 'Soda Bottle had went to bed about..an hour ago, he seemed stressed about getting..Backpack back. Maybe I can help him out..?'

Airy had gotten up from the sofa, turned off the TV and sat by the table in Bryce's kitchen? It's a tiny room, hard to tell where it exactly is. He pulled the laptop towards himself and turned it on. At first Texty thought that Bryce woke up and was going to try again until they saw the familiar face of the lantern. They had guessed that the soda bottle was still asleep and opted to just type instead of using a text to speech.

T: [Airy? What's going on?|]

Ai: [Soda Bottle seemed stressed about the whole Backpack thing and I want to help out, to make up for what I've done.|]

T: [Oh, well what are you going to try to do exactly?|]

Airy thought for a moment before typing back.

Ai: [I think I might be able to break into the code from the database and figure out what the problem is, I know more about this stuff than Soda Bottle, I think.|]

T: [Makes sense but you do know that their names are Bryce and Liam.|]

Ai: [I know, it's just a force of habit.|]

Airy opened up the site, making sure that it was season two and not one or three. The lantern knew his way around the website and coding in general, so getting into the backpack's profile should be a piece of cake.

It wasn't.

Just as Bryce experienced, the site began glitching and lagging once again even after the two hours Airy spent trying to get something out of it. Something caught the lanterns eye, it was Liam's residence and occupation. They had been changed to N/A, they were no longer San Francisco and telemarketer. How and why did it change? Airy's facial expression changed, he looked bewildered, he kept that face as he looked up to see the soda bottle waking up after about two hours of sleep.

B: "Hgnn...Airy? What are..you doing..?"

Ai: "I..wanted to try and..help with the whole..Liam thing, so..last night I got onto the website to try and..break into the code to find the cause of the..errors but I found something that..I think you should..see.."

Bryce stood up and made his way towards the table, Airy turned the laptop around to him and the bottle's eyes widened.

B: "Not available!? How?"

Ai: "I don't..know..That's all I..found..The database is coded to update by..itself, so I think he's..in an undisclosed location..or he.."

B: "We can't come to that conclusion. He has the notes, so if that were the case, he'd manage to get back using the radio. He could still be......"

Silence filled the apartment as Bryce began making random gestures with his hands even though they meant nothing.

B: "T-The place with the alley! He could still be in that world or he...mightn't but it's worth a shot to look. Texty, get the note and command ready."

Ai: "You're going back..to The Waiting..Room..?"

B: "Yeah, I'll need the radio to find him."

Ai: "Can..I come..?"

The soda bottle rolled his eyes and groaned silently from the question but that's just more help, isn't it?

B: "Fine but only because I don't trust you to be alone in my apartment."

Airy smiled at Bryce, he genuinely wanted to try and help because he felt terrible about what he did and he really wanted to make up for it.

T: [Teleporting us in 3...2...1...|]

One again, the objects disappear into thin air, no traces left behind. The three appear in a familiar sunset coloured void or well Bryce does. Texty still sees the puppy room and Airy no longer sees the void as it has become the Plane.

B: "This...could take awhile...it was a one of our many failed attempts at getting to your place because Stone's handwriting is dogsh*t."

Ai: "I'm ready when you..are.."

Bryce took a deep breath before approaching the radio, he began to turn the dial on it. There's hundreds, thousands, millions, billions of stations that are in this tiny thing, it was just the matter of finding the right messed up one. They'd be here for who knows how long...

Bryce didn't care how long it would take, this was for Liam, he'd do everything he could to get him home no matter the risk.

(A/N Wow, definitely feeling nice but uh yeah, sorry for the short chapter, I wanted to add a bit more to these guys but didn't feel like editing the previous chapter, I'll probably get straight to Nine in a bit, hamipy daiy to yoy.)