liam sat before the computer, eerily glaring at it. mixes of hatred, confusion and desperation filled his eyes. he reached to turn on the computer, before pulling his hand back and placing it on his lap. he needed a moment to process the situation he was in. he propped his elbows on the table, resting his head in his hands. he felt tears well around his eyes as he tried to hide the sound of his sobs, like anyone would hear them. he was all alone. he had no way home, and texty was gone. he didn't know how to operate the computer, and even if he did he doubted it could send him home too. what now? he weeped into his hands, loosing regard for how loud he was being. he placed a hand on his head, pulling at his hair until a chuck came out. he didn't want to be stuck here until he was able to figure out the computer, let alone for the rest of eternity.
he slowly looked up, staring at his reflection in the dark computer screen. he hated seeing himself like this. he wiped his tears on his sleeves, taking a deep breath as he tried to compose himself.
L (liam) - "alright.."
he sniffled, determination slowly creeping its way into his head.
L - "only one thing to do here... the faster i figure this thing out the faster they can go home. ...they can go home.. but what about...."
liam slowly glanced off at texty's closed computer next to him. it angered him he even thought about himself at a time like this, he's not the one who matters here. he slapped himself, looking back at the other computer.
L - "now's not a time to think about myself."
he scolded sternly before turning the computer on. he stared at the device, confusion overriding his slight confidence. he instinctively glanced around, hoping to see something that would point him in the right direction. of course, there was nothing. his eyes began to glide back to the screen, before stopping on something. the plane. the contestants.. they didn't know liam was here. they didn't know airy was dead. they didn't know.. anything. he stared down at them, watching them closely. almost everyone was doing their own thing, except for a few who were talking to each other. he found it rather surprising how uninformed they were on the situation, given how liam had lived through it. every event to him was a vivid memory, however to them, it didn't exist. it never happened. upon further inspection of the contestants, he noticed someone. it was.. bryce. so that's where he went.. liam was simply glad he was still alive. he turned back to the computer, flipping a switch to turn the microphone on. he gulped, moving his face closer to it.
L - "......hey guys.."
almost everyone seemed to jump, confusion washing over their faces.
L - "it's me. li— ...... backpack."
a large chatter quickly encapsulated the area as everyone muttered amongst themselves.
everyone stared up at the sky as amelia started yelling to liam (as if he couldn't hear her if she just spoke normally), before being cut off by bryce.
A (amelia) - "!!..backpa—"
amelia started, before being shoved out of the way by bryce.B (bryce) - "LIAM!"
desperation filled his voice as he looked around at the other contestants who were staring at him, confused. he'd forgotten the rest of the contestants knew liam as backpack still.amelia sighed and stepped back, as if a sign she'd let bryce speak first.
B - "you.. YOU MADE IT! ah i can't.. i can't believe... is he dead?"
L - "mhm."
liam cleared his throat, preparing for a rather long explanation.
L - "i.. assume all of you, maybe except for soda bottle, are confused.. i'll try to explain everything as simply as i can."
"when i got eliminated, i suddenly remembered the notes stone had shoved inside of me a few competitions ago. i took them out and looked at them, and they eventually led me to a computer. turns out the computer was texty's, and with them and soda bottle's help, we were able to track down airy. ...some point along the way, soda bottle randomly disappeared... i guess he got sent here, but i didn't know that at the time. when i finally got to airy's realm, where i am now, i almost killed airy, but failed.. which.. i guess was a good thing given he gave me a some useful information. for starters, there's a computer that controls the plane.. and it can be used to send people from earth to the plane, or the other way around. i.. ended up making a deal with airy to send you guys back but... ...he died before he could.. im not exactly sure how but.. im not sure it's too important. point is i can send you guys back now.. i.. kiiiind of just have to figure out how to use this thing first. if i spend all my time on it, it may take about a week."everyone stared up at the sky, an eerie feeling washing over the small planet. everyone's faces seemed pale, as if they didn't know what to say.
C (charlotte) - "he.. he's dead..?"
L - "yeah.. you guys will be able to go back to your normal lives soon.. see your friends, family.. you know, all of that..."
everyone started cheering, discussing plans for when they get back to earth. some people were sharing information, hoping to still be connected to the others when they left. everyone but.. bryce. he wasn't happy like the others, instead a look of mellow, slightly saddened confusion was visible on him.
B - "but.. w-what about you? are you gonna get to go back?"
the contestants paused, the same look bryce had slowly washing over their small faces.
liam didn't respond for a while. probably around 3 minutes. all he could do was sit and think, tears slowly streaming down his face once again.C - "we know you can hear us, backpack."
liam stared down at the plane, sniffling and drying his face.
L - "i.."
C - "cmon, we want answers."
L - "I DON'T KNOW, OKAY?"
liam lashed out, surprising everyone a bit.L - "i don't know.... ...i.. i wish i did but.. i don't. if i had to guess i'd say.. i.. don't think so. im pretty sure i'm stuck here.. the notes stone left me.. they're gone. i dropped them into water.."
B - "...oh."
that was all bryce could say, trying to hide the sadness surrounding his face as he looked down.L - "you seem sad.. why's that..?"
B - "nothing i just.. kind of enjoyed your company on earth."
liam stared down at him, his mouth opening slightly as his eyes widened a bit.
L - "you.. di—?"
charlotte cut liam off, lightly punching bryce in the arm to tease him.
C - "sure there's no other reason?"liam didn't get charlotte's joke at first, until he saw bryce blush a bit, causing him to do the same. he was rather surprised charlotte would even suggest something like that.
B - "wh.. YES?? YES I'M SURE."
bryce immediately became defensive, lifting his head to yell at charlotte.C - "okayy.. whatever you say."
bryce turned away from charlotte, crossing his arms while yelling at her. charlotte simply snickered to herself and smirked.
L - "i'm— uhm.. gonna let you guys..... talk.. w-while i start figuring this out."
C - "awww.. someone's embarras—"
liam quickly froze and muted the plane, not allowing him to hear them or the other way around. bryce was screaming at charlotte, scolding her while he hit her arms angrily.
liam sat there, thinking about what charlotte had said. he had to admit it flustered him, but.. it would do that to anyone, right? he liked bryce but.. definitely not like that. plus he wasn't gay. i mean, he couldn't deny if there's one guy he would be gay for it would be bryce but— liam shook his head to clear his mind. there wasn't any time to think about this.
he turned back to the already powered on computer, thinking about the days of work he had ahead of him. with a long sigh, he started moving the mouse around.
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Fanfictionafter the events of ONE 18, liam is left alone to figure out two things. how to send all the contestants back, and how to send himself back. with no experience working with computers this complicated, and without texty, he has no choice but to spend...