muted noise - subzeroextabyte

(Italics = sign-language Bold = Writing on Notepad/Phone)

(Course language MAY BE USED, you have been warned)

(This is another filler, trying to write down the plot for this whole story!)

Third Person View

Zero more days.

It doesn't seem like a long time, but it is long. Longer than you could imagine, if your waiting for something. Have you ever had to wait for Christmas? You know how your waiting for all the presents, and going to sleep seems nearly impossible, then you're extremely moody and tired when you do get to what you were waiting for? That's what was going to happen, and Tyler knew that. And today was the day, that they had to go, in about two hours. At everyone, and by everyone, we mean Tyler, Adam, and Sub. They all looked as if they hadn't slept in years. As they were packing their things into a taxi, Sub glared at his suitcases, the two of them, and made a very odd noise, which resulted in a giggle from both Adam and Tyler.

Once they were done getting their suitcases into the taxi, they quickly hopped in, and they began their journey to the airport, stopping at what seemed like each light, as they were driven along.

Getting their suitcases out, and paying the taxi-cab driver, and thanking him politely, they headed in, and went to a Starbucks in the airport, buying coffees for themselves. Drinking it was as if they got a power surge through their body, and they felt more aware, and awake. Walking to the seats and taking a seat, they played games on their phone, whilst having a very educated conversation.

"How do you do that, it's impossible!" Tyler exclaimed loudly, earning some glares. Adam replied smoothly "Give me another number, Sub. Don't show me it, though." as Sub wrote down three, with an Illuminati triangle beside it. Adam then said "Multiply the number by two, then with the number that adds up to, add eight." Sub quickly got to work, and nodded to him, signaling he was done.

"Now, divide fourteen by two, and subtract the number you started with."

As Sub finished the equation, he showed Tyler, and Tyler gasped, and questioned how Adam did it, and Sub searched it up with his phone. Adam replied, in a cocky way, "Magic!"

Sub was taken aback, and showed Tyler an article on it, and the article proved it was real, and how it worked. Tyler was surprised, but quickly said he knew that, but really, we all know he didn't.

By the time the school kids were getting bored, at four thirteen pm, the plane number sixty-nine was called out. (References ;) )

Sub typed onto his phone '69 heh' as he wiggled his eyebrows, and they laughed, and walked to the entrance, (I've never gone on a plane? I will try my best) and they handed in their tickets, and walked off to the security check, all of them getting through, and headed towards the docking area they were assigned.

Walking to their seats was such an adrenaline rush, because they knew they were almost to Canada, Sub almost skipped to their seats, and Tyler and Adam looked like they would die if they didn't get to their seats. They put their suitcases into the top holding areas, and sat down, whipping out their electronics, and turning on airplane mode. (I believe?)

Two hours left until arriving at Canada.

~Author's Note~

I like making dirty references and references to fandoms. Please, note that I like doing this, because I will do it more, because I am generic :)\

I finished a chapter, too.

Love me.