Backpack x Scenty x Soda Bottle - it's killing me slow (so slow, oh no)

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A/N

this is an editor request so ahah- brace yourself
i feel like it should be a given that editor requests are scary
even scarier for me to write...
also, i'm using the dehumanised au by ecto-hazard on tumblr

basically the idea is everyone got turned into objects on the plane but were originally human

!!WARNING!!

This oneshot contains:

Derealisation

Descriptions of drowning/Drowning

Descriptions of Panic Attacks

Angst


3rd POV

It had been three years since the events of ONE.

After months of troubleshooting, Liam finally discovered how to get the computer to work, and he sent everyone home. Having uploaded Texty's consciousness onto the computer, they managed to scour the programs, and discover how to get the both of them home as well.

After over a year of torture, they were all finally free.

Charlotte, or Mouldy, got her mould treatment and apologised to Parker. She still lives in that same apartment, but she's on good terms with everyone now.

As for Liam, Bryce and Amelia, they all moved in together. It was a nice house, not too big but not too small. Texty, in the laptop, stayed with them too, but had their own little room to do whatever they wished.

Liam cooked up some lunch, humming the song from the cassette player as he did. He never bothered to learn its actual name, but he could understand why it meant so much to Airy. The song was one of the few things that kept him sane throughout his time in Airy's dimension. Amelia once told him he should call it the planetarium, after he described the small planets to her, and he eventually grew quite fond of the name.

He was quite fond of her too, Bryce as well. He was always fond of their little trio, and apparently the others felt the same way. That's how their relationship began, and it only sailed smoothly from there on.

Hence why they were having a mini date at their home's pool. Liam elected to sit by the edge after he finished cooking, for obvious reasons, while his partners splashed about in the water. Texty was seated on a beach chair, drawing themselves in the water so they felt included. Liam's cane was leaned on the chair, he never fully recovered from his second broken leg after all, and his feet kicked in the water.

"...okay, now try this one!" He overheard Amelia saying.

She proceeded to do a well executed handstand in the water, Bryce watching with intrigue. She resurfaced, and Bryce shrugged.

"Easy, just watch."

With the grace of fish out of water, Bryce submerged his head and flailed his rather long legs in the air clumsily. Eventually, he gave up, and resurfaced to see both his partners laughing at him.

"What?" He snapped bashfully. "I-I never said I was the best at this!"

"Wha-What happened to it be-ing easy!" Amelia wheezed.

Liam could only chuckle as Bryce sunk his head into the water, leaving only eyes above it. He wished he could join them, but his therapist told him that he had to take things step by step, and the first step was simply getting his legs in the water. Suddenly, Bryce arose, a cheeky smile on his face.

"Well, why don't you try this then, Amelia."

Bryce swam over to where Liam sat, and startled the latter when he pushed himself up on the edge and kissed Liam on the lips. The telemarketer could only attempt to stutter out a sentence, making Bryce look back and smirk at Amelia.

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