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Liam looked up at the lamp. "'Dad'? You're my dad?" He asked, his voice full of confusion.

"Yep...!" The lamp said with a clear smile on his cracked face.

"But you look nothing like m—"

"You're adopted... I found you in the woods." Said the lamp. Rather quickly actually. As if he had answered this before.

"Oh... uhm... what's this place...? And why cant I remember anything...?" Liam asked groggily.

"E—erm... This place is dangerous. And... you can't be here." The lamp explained. "A falling rock hit your head, and that's why your memories seem a bit fuzzy... I need to make sure you are alright so we need to go back to the cabin."

"The wha—?" Liam questioned.

"Home! Come on, let's go." The lamp gently grabbed Liam's hand and helped him up and out of the cave.

It was pretty dark out... Liam felt pretty uneasy because of this. They walked out of the cave and through the clearing. Liam could feel the soft cold grass beneath his feet. And the soft rustle of the leaves from the wind. Luckily the wind wasn't too strong because they were in a small valley.

Liam flinched as it something started to glow. It was the lamp's head. Inside the glass had caught aflame. Not a very large one, but... it still was a pretty good light source. The orange light flickering and reflected off the grass, it was pretty. Liam smiled.

They had got the house, and the lamp sighed as he opened the door.

"Hey Backpack... why don't you sleep on my bed tonight...?" The lamp made a small smile as he directed Liam towards the elevated bed and helped him up. "It's getting cold... I— I know... I'll hunt and make some blankets this week..."

"Wha...? I'm sorry... I'm still confused about what's going on..." Liam mumbled.

"If... I'm Backpack... because... I'm a backpack...." Liam mumbled. "Is YOUR name Oil Lamp? Because you're an... oil... lamp...?" Liam asked as he slightly tilted his head in confusion.

"Wh— no! No no... my name... erm... you know what? Don't call me anything but 'dad' alright? It's the only name you need." The Lamp explained in a slightly nervous tone, but not breaking his monotone nature.

"I—..." Liam thought for a moment. "Alright... Dad." Liam looked up at the Lamp. And smiled warmly.

Airy smiled back, and patted Liam's head a few times before lying on the bed that was on the floor.

Liam laid back on the bed, the mattress was rough and itched because it was made of hay, but for some reason Liam got a sense of familiarity laying down on it. As if he's done it forever. So... It didn't mind him.

His eyes shut, and soon he drifted off to sleep...

"Hey Bryce... Could I ask you something...?"

"Sure... Got nothing better to do."

"So... erm... you know... Since I doubt we're ever getting out and you're just so..." he took a deep breath. "Fucking... Wonderful..."

"Hm...?"

"You think... you and me could... uhm... oh God this is so awkward to ask..."

"Hahah... Dude, just say it...!"

"I Like you a lot Bryce."

"..."

"..."

"What...?"

"I think you're... Really cool, and we're super close and I just thought—"

"Heheh... Hahahah!"

"U—uhm...?"

"Haha.. hah... Sure. Why not? I think you're pretty cool too! Let's give it a try."

"R—Really...?"

"Of course! What did you think I was gonna say? No?"

"W—well uhm—!" He was pretty red at this point.

"Hahah... You're funny..." Bryce smiled. "Come here!" Bryce patted the spot next to him.

He walked over and sat next to Bryce. And Bryce pulled him close.

"Thank you..."

"No problem! Don't be afraid to tell me things next time idiot!"

"Heh... sorry!"

"No problem... I'll always be there for you Liam..."

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"Did you hear what Airy just did?! He erased Liam's Memories AGAIN!" Amelia raged as she kicked a piece of grass across the ground.

"Y-yeah... I hear that..." Bryce muttered worriedly.

"WHAT THE FUCK. What are we supposed to do NOW?!" Charlotte snapped as she sat angrily near the makeshift shack.

"No clue..." Amelia answered.

"Airy is just crazy..." Circle blurted, disturbed.

"For fucks sakes— OF COURSE HE IS." Charlotte screamed. "WH—WHY IS THAT SADIST EVEN DOING THIS?!"

"Maybe he's lonely?" Atom suggested.

"Maybe..." Amelia sighed.

"What are we going to do...?" Bryce mumbled defeatedly.

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